Perfect Revenge Marriage Novels & Stories

His eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the look in his eyes was so wintry that it was terrifying. He pursed his thin lips and stared at her, and then replied to her coldly, “So? You’re saying that the things you did today were out of revenge, right?” Sharon lowered her eyes, declining to comment further. “Yes.” “So you wanted revenge from the very beginning? When you agreed to marry me and marry into the Zachary household, it was all for revenge, is that it?” The man’s voice turned colder by the minute. She lowered her head and said nothing. It could not be denied that she originally wanted to marry him and become a part of the Zacharys so that Howard and Sally would regret doing those t

I asked. " This is going to be the marriage of revenge, my love." he replied " I can tell you hate me so much which is why you left me at the altar. You didn't want to get chained to me by getting married so why not give you the same thing you never wanted? This marriage is going to be the marriage of hatred. Nothing else. I will get to keep you imprisoned to myself as long as I want until I began to get bored of you." " You still love me, Dante, which is why you want to get married to me. Don't you?" I asked with a smirk " Trust me this marriage is going to be a marriage of love and hatred. Love from your side and hatred from my side."

" I was shocked that he already knew, but I didn't show it. I locked my gaze on him, "Marcus, I married you only because you said you'd help me get revenge. I married you as a way to show appreciation for everything you've done for me. You don't have the right to question how I take my revenge. Our marriage is solely for revenge–nothing more." Something painful and raw flashed across his face. His hand slowly left mine. He acts this way every time I remind him that our marriage isn't a normal one. He can't fall in love with me, never.

Little did they fucking know… miss perfect was actually fighting for her life in the hands of her 'loving' husband. Once upon a time, Lena and I were happy. She was the love of my life, and I was hers. Until she casually decided to break my heart and marry a richer man, just like that, without explanation. I even had to pay for ever dating her and for trying to get her back. I paid with blood and years of sweat. Now, I was back to take what belonged to me—revenge. The door flew open again and Vincent peeked outside with a frown. When his eyes settled on me, he brightened,

After hearing her words, Lucian looked at her and tucked the small hairs that fell on her forehead behind her ears and said, "My revenge is over. Damien Denver and Nancy have been arrested by the police. I exposed all their plots in front of my grandfather. Grandfather immediately threw them out of the house. They are now in jail. Now our revenge is over. Now it's time to start a new life. So before I start a new life, I want to know a thing from you, will you marry me?" Natalie laughed at Lucian's words and asked "Again?" "Yes, from the heart this time," Natalie laughed at Lucian's words and looked at him with teary eyes and said, "Of course." Then Lucian put his lips on his wife's lips. Au

" The ring box was handed to him. I'd never seen it before in my life. Celeste just kept crying—never once directly accusing me, yet making sure every tear pointed my way. Asher closed the distance, his fingers digging into my jaw, his eyes glacial. "Did you actually think saying 'yes' to you meant you could get away with anything? If you ever disrespect Celeste again, I will make this marriage your own private hell." His jaw was tight, the words ground out between his teeth. "Get on your knees. Apologize to Celeste. Or the wedding is off."

This time, Sadie Blake—his wife—stepped forward with fire in her green eyes. "Don't you dare speak about my husband that way," she said. "Don't you dare come into our wedding and show such disrespect." "Your husband?" Marcus sneered. "This isn't a marriage, Sadie. This is charity work. You've condemned yourself to a lifetime of taking care of an invalid who will never be able to give you what a real man could." That was when Marcus lunged forward, his hands reaching for Damien's throat. But Sadie was faster, throwing herself between them without hesitation.

He had something now to mock me with and he wasn't going to let the opportunity slip by. “That’s because I was thinking about more important things.” I snapped, wanting to save as much face as I could “My revenge is more important than the marriage” “Ah” He taunted softly “is that so? I thought this revenge of yours has been so adequately planned out to ensure it goes smoothly and yet a tiny piece is missing” “What is missing? Who told you my revenge wasn’t planned out well?” “Kitten, if a single thing has not been planned, then the whole thing is just a clown show. If you can't even plan your marriage properly, how do you expect to be successful in your revenge?”

Yet, despite this, I don’t want to lose this person. At least, not until I’ve gotten the revenge I’ve so ardently craved for years, my head reminds, bringing me back to the reason of our marriage in the first place. I hate to admit, but is it wrong to say that I’m swooning? It may seem my resolve to punish her is not as pungent as it used to be. I don’t know, I’m not sure but I hope not.

Getting married! “Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “Yes I do.” Cormac replied with a smile. They exchanged the marriage vows, and with one brief glance at me they kissed passionately. My chest grew tight as the hall became too small. I felt a dagger being plunged into the red organ in my rib cage. A bolt of fire seared through me, and my nerves quelled with no end, erupting my body in endless agony. “Cormac! Cormac!” I yelled and started up towards the altar with jelly legs. Unable to stop the tears welling up in my eyes. The priest lifted his head and met me at that moment. Question impaled on his features.