Psycho Revenge Novels & Stories

I inform as my eyes start watering but I hold it all in " I fired my psychologist cause he was obsessed with me losing weight, claiming that a revenge body would be my ultimate revenge. Mind you I might be a lot of things, an idiot, a fool but for someone to talk do to me just because I weigh 5 times more than my mates is just plain on rude" " Now to the topic of revenge body. I think we all can agree that one's body has nothing to do with it. Instead of psychologist telling us to chime down for revenge, I think the psychologist should rather build our self confidence back and ..... "

I wish Bryan wouldn't listen to him or give him an opportunity to mess him up. "Why? Are you going to say you killed the both of them or something?" Bryan unexpectedly asked and I got confused. Wasn't he supposed to be mad? "Wait... You're not mad? Are you just pretending to be cool or what?" He was getting triggered and this was my perfect opportunity. "They're already dead. Since you'll die anyways, I think my revenge will be complete." "Me? Die? What makes you think I'll die? I have already planted men all over here. Even her uncle is one of them." The psycho laughed.

So sweet" " Payback for what exactly? "For last night. I hope you guys had fun humiliating me. Serena Riccardo never forgives and never forgets. I always repay people for their deeds. Wow! It feels so good doing this" I gave an evil laughter. " You're no mafia. You're just a psycho. You need help. I'll have to get you admitted in the psychiatric hospital as soon as possible" " Go ahead. I'm not scared. So who's next? Jay is reaping his fruits in pains and tears. Oh poor boy. He must be in a lot of pains to have lost such amount of goods Worthing millions of dollars. My bad"

She wanted her to end her right there but she wouldn’t. She was going to get a better revenge than just petty murder. Letting her go she watched as Margo scampered to collect her stuff and rushed out of the bathroom and back inside the office whispering to herself that Vevina was definitely a crazy psycho.

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

She felt defeated and blamed herself for getting played. “Feeling defeated already? No, you can’t be. I am not done with my revenge yet; this is just the tip of the iceberg. The real show begins in less than 30 seconds” Sophia said, with the desire for retribution evident in her eyes as she checked her watch.

But mostly I was soaked. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling, a manic little giggle escaping from my lips before I could stop it. “Two boyfriends. One pussy. Zero brain cells on my part. Congratulations, Lyda, you’ve been starring in your own personal twin p**n plot and didn’t even get popcorn.” The laugh turned darker. Evil, almost. Because the more I thought about it, the clearer the revenge plan became. I wasn’t going to cry or confront them like a normal person. No. I was going to make them suffer in the most delicious, filthy way possible.

I slapped the fried egg out of his hands when I saw him slowly bringing it to my mouth. "You want to know what I think? I think you're a psychopath.” I blurted. "Are you feeling that much guilt over one night of sex?" "Is that what it meant for you? One casual night of sex?" "I never said casual-" "I know what this is. You want to take revenge." Now he looked confused. "Revenge over what?"

He was quiet for a moment, then spoke in that low, calm voice that always carried weight. “You’re a smart woman. I know you can do this. But you just need to be careful, and know this.” He paused. “Revenge is a delicate game, bunny. Most people rush in screaming and swinging wildly, and they end up destroying themselves in the process. They give their enemies exactly what they want, chaos, emotion, weakness. Don’t be like them. The people who hurt you want to see you break. They want you messy, desperate, crying in front of the world. Don’t give them that satisfaction. Let them think they’ve already won. Let them get comfortable. Smile at them. Make them believe you’re still the same broken

As Rebecca was hastily dragged away, she shot a quick glance at Mr. Winston Senior, who was convulsing in the arms of the doctor. A hoarse chuckle escaped her lips as she said, "Mr. Winston Senior, I must admit I've got a bit of a temper. What you said actually makes sense. Karma is just a psychological comfort for ordinary people. "When it comes to revenge, taking matters into one's own hands is far more satisfying." If she couldn't survive, she was determined to infuriate him to the core.