Psycho Revenge Novels & Stories

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."

“Pull the trigger.” She trembles. Still brave. But not enough. So I press my finger over hers. Click. Empty. The gun slips from her grasp, clatters to the floor. “You’re a psycho,” she breathes. I grin wickedly. “For a second, you looked worried about losing me.” She narrows her eyes, but the answer comes quickly to her. “Then I wouldn’t get to have my revenge on Vance. We made a deal. You can’t die before it’s complete.”

"I'm sorry, Grace. The forest really isn't safe. I have to find him. I promise I'll come back and finish this with you." I gave him a faint smile, though I could barely breathe through the pain in my chest. He would not come back once he left. That was always how it ended. As he bent down to comfort Laila, I quietly poured the bond-breaking potion into the wine glass. I walked over and held it out to him, my voice soft but firm. "Finish this, and I'll forgive you." Philip smiled and finished it in one gulp. He put the glass down and left with Laila without a second glance.

I took a deep breath, remembering every time he pissed me off, every time he had touched me without my permission, and finally the fact that he cheated on me the same day I had denied him to touch me in places I don't want to be touched in. Another deep breath, and I decided, it's his car for my heart, I swung and hit, breaking his side mirrors. 'What are you doing here,' his voice filled with annoyance, let me see his face now, trying to drive without both mirrors. Something in me shifted that moment, I have never done anything like this, never taken my revenge, never went back for payback, but look at me now, payback is a bitch, and revenge is better served cold.

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

“That’s right, Martin. I did it for Mom’s own good. “Don’t you think she’s been acting like a completely different person since she suddenly came back to life? “Situations like this usually mean she needs a man, or, like Rose, she’s just jealous of my good fortune, and so she’s deliberately targeting me. “If it really comes to it, we should just send Mom to a psychiatric hospital.” At that point, I could no longer endure it and violently overturned the coffee table. Everything on it clattered to the floor. Water spilled everywhere as all three of them sprang to their feet, faces filled with terror. I was just about to slap Penny across the face when she suddenly thrust out her stomach and sc

but Michael wasn't paying attention, so he continued. By that point, he had reached the most distressing aspect of his memories, and all he wanted to do was put it behind him. "When I found out about the abortion," he went on with grim quietness, "all I could think of was that you were more like my mother than I'd thought. I told myself I hated you, and when you ran away, I began to plan revenge. A child seemed the perfect way since I was certain you didn't want one, and learning that I'd lost one made me realize how much I wanted to be a father. I thought I could accomplish both goals at once-getting even with you and starting a family at the same time. I didn't think I'd ever find another

All those savages should feel what it's like to live in agony. Alexander immediately reached out and asked for Andre's profile. He is the type of person who is so careful in making decisions because the consequences will be difficult if not well thought out. He even had to go through a lot of time just to come back with a new and superior performance in order to carry out his revenge. The pain in his heart that hadn't gone away for several years and he kept thinking of ways to get back at them, and of course it all needed to be a struggle and couldn't fail. “Andre... who is he?”

And that had been the last time they saw each other. PRESENT DAY "I am really sorry about what happened that day Elsa. I was just a silly teenager with a silly crush." Asher apologized. "It's okay, I should never have hit you either. When I took you from your father, I promised you no one would ever hit you again and yet I was the one who did it." "its okay, at least I deserved it. I shouldn't have done that." "Truce?" she stretched out her hand. He took it, "truce" he agreed.

But the memories kept coming back—making the pinch of soil he was holding become an outlet. "Fuck!" Theo swore so loudly that the half-wet elements in his grip scattered. He moved in an indeterminate direction scavenging the surrounding soil, in order to seal an open hole or a new home for the fallen fetus. "You will suffer the consequences of your actions!" That sentence was like a pledge. It must be kept. Must actually happen. Theo made sure that everything that affected him and Rose would turn around, no matter in what way he would act. For him, revenge must be paid in full!