Perfect Revenge Marriage Novels & Stories

“So it's true.? Grace asked. I took a deep breath and nodded subtly. They bursted into a roaring and mocking laughter. " "I knew this marriage wasn't going to last. Is it even up to three years.? Fiona asked Grace mockingly. “No way.! Just two years and half of "happy married life” Grace replied and they roared in laughter again. A sharp pain tore through my heart and i struggled to contain my anger and tears. " Just let me go.” I mumbled and pushed them away, this time they didn't stop me.

“Well, I'm sorry, but I agreed to get married to you so that I can take revenge on Aria and my parents for what they did to me. I was going to pretend to love you and gain your trust so that I can use it against Aria if she ever returns. You can call me selfish, but I don't care anymore. After knowing what Aria did not only to me but also might have done to my innocent kids, I'm going to destroy her. I'm going to make her regret every single thing she had done to me. So yes, to accomplish that, I need to get married to you, Nicholas. What you might think of me now doesn't really matter to me. I'm just a mother who wants to seek revenge for my kids.

Gently stroking her arms to calm her, I said, "Or perhaps, I can make her face the consequences right here, in front of my eyes. She tried to play but she chose the wrong person, Aunt Alessia, and you know I don't handle defeat well." "But marriage? It's a significant step. Tying myself to a woman like that for life is a decision not taken lightly," I acknowledged. I released a breath, "Think about it this way—enduring years of humiliation, facing abandonment, and the painful acknowledgment that they took your daughter. Now, you have the opportunity to witness their suffering, observe them breaking, and finally, savor the unfolding of your revenge right before your eyes."

Maybe if I explained to Jake, that all I wanted was money for her surgery, I never wanted to manipulate him into a marriage he did not want… It hurt that Jake had such a harsh reaction to getting married to me. Even though I always believed we could never be together, he was a Henderson, and I was a maid, I just hoped… now, I didn’t even get the money, I got a marriage that would turn the entire family against me. “What the heck Logan?” I whispered hoping he would freaking here. Way to go to breaking promises he made on his death bed. “Jolene, don’t be in a hurry to leave,” The attorney echoed Jake’s previous words. “The hearing is over for everyone, except for you.”

What would she gain? “... You have lost yourself, Saafia.” Taking a step away, tense, I defensively pull back. Holding my sides, I pressed my teeth together. Collecting my thoughts and emotions, I struck back with an immensely enraged yet dead look. “I am repeating this again-” My tone went lower, pointing my finger at her dominantly to remind her of her place in case she forgot because I won’t let anything exist between us. “I only married you for revenge. You are not my wife nor will I ever consider you one.”

“Well, I refuse to get married to you on a whim. How is that even supposed to help you or me get revenge?” “I am a powerful man Maria, getting married to me will show your family that you can get anyone you want. Your father despises me because I have successfully surpassed him in the business world. Imagine if I showed up on your arm, claiming I was your husband.” I didn't have to imagine it to know my father would likely run mad. Slowly, the idea started to sound more appealing. “How does it help you with your revenge?” “That is my business.” I inhaled deeply. This was not how I saw my morning going.

“If I marry someone, I want it to be you. But I need to do my revenge first to move on from the past, I need to do that to make my soul that died that time to be finally free.” “Is that really what you want? To get your revenge on him or… Do you just want to prove to yourself that you have no lingering feelings toward him? It’s fine if you will use me, but I want to accept that you will let him corrupt you once again while I’m waiting in vain.” I hold his nape while slowly leaning toward him. “I won’t let that happen, I already accept the marriage.” He announced kissing my wrist gently, “Let’s get married next month.”

"John, have you lost your mind? Today is my wedding day with Willow. What are you doing here?" Instead of backing down, John snapped, his voice tight with emotion. "I'm not the crazy one. You are! Willow was supposed to marry me. She is mine! I was the one who stood by her side during all those years you were in a coma. We were good together. She's only marrying you to spite me!" I glanced at Nathan nervously, afraid he might actually believe John's nonsense, but Nathan just raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Wow, so all those years and you still couldn't win her over? Sounds like I'm just more irresistible than you."

"Then he wasn't ready. And I stop pretending that changes anything." I hang up, standing in the garden with the decision made. The kitchen door opens. Melissa emerges—changed now, ready for her day. She stops when she sees my face. "Tell me you did the right thing. Not the easy one." She crosses to where I'm standing. Studies me with those eyes that see everything. "I just bet everything on Adrian not failing." My laugh comes out hollow. She takes my hand. Threads our fingers together. "That’s the Marcus I married." She kisses me—not the quick pecks I've gotten used to, but full, lingering.

It wrung out my tears, left me hollow, and shattered every dream I’d once clung to. I used to dream of love. Of marrying someone whose eyes would make me forget the world, whose touch would feel like safety, like home. But love didn’t live here. Not with Adrian. He married me for one reason: revenge. To punish me, to keep me bound under his heel. He didn’t even pretend otherwise. The hate was always there—in his voice, his glare, his silence. And the worst part? He never told me why. Why did he hate me so much? Why had I become the target of all this pain?