Real Life Revenge Stories

"Last Time I Dug My Own Grave, This Time I Dug One for You Too" Aurelia Vance was born with everything—beauty, grace, and the promise of a legacy. As the beloved only daughter of the prestigious Vance family, she was raised to inherit the estate and carry on the family name. Her life seemed perfect, until the day her father brought home an adopted daughter—Silea. At first, Aurelia welcomed Silea with kindness, never imagining that behind the sweet smiles hid envy and ambition. Slowly, Silea began taking everything Aurelia held dear—attention, affection, and finally, Owen Ashford, the man Aurelia was destined to marry. What began as a fairytale quickly twisted into a nightmare. Betrayed by her husband, pregnant and heartbroken, Aurelia watched helplessly as Silea deceived their father, stole the Vance estate, and then—pushed her off a cliff. But death wasn’t the end. Aurelia awakens on the morning of her 21st birthday—the day her world began to crumble. Armed with the knowledge of betrayal and the fire of vengeance, she vows to rewrite her fate. This time, Aurelia won't be the naive heiress led to ruin. This time, she’ll outwit Silea, expose Owen’s treachery, reclaim her legacy, and choose her own destiny—with Theo Knowles, the childhood friend who truly loved her all along. Power. Revenge. Redemption. This time, the grave isn’t for her. It’s for them.

BLURB Amelia found herself torn between love and betrayal as life takes an unexpected turn. Divorced by her powerful ruthless and emotionless husband, Ronald, she watches as her own sister becomes his wife. Devastated and torn apart, she chooses to end her life tragically to end everything but fate offers Amelia a second chance as she was saved by her childhood best friend Jake, who is Ronald's estranged half-brother. Will she embrace the opportunity to rewrite her destiny?

As I took my newborn daughter from the nurse, I heard the voice of the baby in the next bed echoing in my head. “Don’t take her, Mommy. I’m your real baby!” The doctor and nurses did not seem to hear a thing. I thought I was hallucinating due to my fatigue, so I continued nursing my baby girl. “How dare you cry, you burdensome wretch? I’ll pinch you if you keep crying!” The baby’s grandmother picked him up and walked outside, but the voice came again, crying, “The mean old lady is taking me away. Mommy, look over here quickly! Look at the birthmark on my left ear!” I froze. My first child, who had died in an accident, had a birthmark on his left ear.

Three years ago, Moon-Lake Pack — once a proud member of Lupus Celestial, the central pack alliance — lost everything in a brutal defeat to the Rogue Packs that had long plagued us. The Lycan King believed my father — the Alpha of Moon-Lake — had conspired with the Rogues, and our pack paid the price. My father and I were enslaved and cast out, becoming the laughingstock of all the packs. Even my mate, Chase, turned his back on me. But three years later, I was sent back to Lupus Celestial by Chase’s order — just as he was preparing to bond with his future Luna. Everyone assumed I had returned to sabotage the ceremony. “Taryn, do you still think you stand a chance of becoming his Luna?” “Chase never liked you. He’s always adored Wynette.” “Why would you show up now — just before he bonds with his mate?” Warnings, veiled threats, and even silent beatings made one thing painfully clear: I was not welcome. And Chase — the one I had once believed was my fated mate, the one I’d felt an unexplainable pull toward — stood by, cold and detached, watching it all in silence. His eyes held nothing but loathing. “You still think you can live freely outside Lupus Celestial after betraying us time and again? What exactly are you plotting at my bonding ceremony?” I let out a bitter laugh and wiped the blood from my lips. He didn’t know my wolf had been gravely wounded by a silver dagger — and I didn’t have much time left. “Don’t worry. If I hadn’t been dragged back, I’d never have returned. And if I truly wanted to cause trouble, I’d have killed myself first.” Chase didn’t respond. He just scoffed. But when I walked away — from his pack, from his world — he was the one who crumbled. He begged me to return, as if losing me shattered something deep inside him.

Isabella Stark gets dumped at the altar by her betrothed of ten years, the crown prince of the royal family who happens to be in a secret affair with her best friend. In order to cover her shame and get her royal revenge, she agrees on the same day to marry her enemy. How will this royal romance banter end?

Ember accepted her lot in life. On the run, she only wishes to find out the truth behind her dreams and solve the memory of her past. Keegan has only cared about protecting his pack, but when he sees the beauty dancing on stage and the flicker of flames in her eyes his body screams, Mate! Can Keegan tame the flames of Ember and together solve the mystery of her missing past? Or will they all burn together? Excerpt: “This is the reason I’m always tired,” I think to myself. Twenty-four years of coming here and still not a single clue, but every time I close my eyes, I return to this place. I know my surroundings perfectly. Oddly the place is beautiful to the eyes. The old house sat among flowers growing around all sides. The aroma of honeysuckle and jasmine fill my lungs filling me with a moment's peace. I’m sitting in my usual spot. Gripping the ropes of a swing in the front yard held by a large oak tree. Waiting I begin pushing my legs back and forth sending me in motion. I know something is about to happen. It happens every night. The house moves in front of my eyes. I see the shadows coming, but I don’t stop swinging. They are black as night but I can see smiles within the shadow grinning bright. “What is this place!” I cry, fed up with this nightly repetition, but no sound emerges. A noise can be heard from the back of the house. One of the shadows turns toward it. I jump down to follow only to have the other shadow hold me back. “Don’t go. Not yet. Listen to me!”

Damien Lancaster, the cold and ruthless heir to a billion-dollar empire, has spent years plotting his revenge against Selene Carter—the woman he believes ruined his life. Damien and Selene were once lovebirds, so much in love they couldn't do without each other. They met at a business party. Years later, the lovers who were once the talk of the town became the laughingstock. Damien's business crumbled, and he was back to square one. The moment his business collapsed was also when Selene vanished without a trace. He began to believe she was behind his downfall—and she wasn’t there when he needed her most. Years later, Damien is now successful. He meets Selene again—she’s doing all kinds of jobs, struggling to survive. Damien approaches her with one motive—revenge. He tries to lure her in, but she resists. When an opportunity arises, he forces her into a fake marriage to secure a deal and restore his image. Selene, drowning in debt and legal trouble, has no choice but to sign. The contract: no love, a time limit, and total control. But as emotions resurface and secrets unravel, Damien finds himself falling for the woman he swore to destroy. Their twisted love faces betrayal, secrets, pregnancy—and a dangerous threat.

Melissa uses her son, Dominic, to get a revenge on a tragic experience. In order for her son to protect the love of his life, he agreed. He needs to act like an evil and betray Elie. She made Elie's family suffer, yet she's not satisfied, she wants more, she's getting worst. She even killed her parents. During the training Elie was at lost but when the tragedy happened, she promised herself to make the best out of herself, for her to be on top and for her family to have the justice they deserve. Gerlie planned to make her revenge, alone. She entered the training. A training where only children from the wealthy family's can join. A training where you need to excel or else you'll regret. An organization composed of multi-millionaires and billionaires all over the world. The F12. This organization is very mysterious for some people and it was hidden, only the 12 families were able to have the complete information and knowledge. She wants Melissa dead, like what she did to her parents, but she doesn't want Dominic to suffer and feel the pain she had left up until now. That night she decided to continue her plan only to see Dominic in front of her, begging her to stop. Gunshots filled the whole place. Would still their relationship come to an end? Would they have a happy ending?

Lisa Kay is the daughter of the richest man in Denmark. She is a runaway heiress who went to find love. She got married to her college sweetheart , who is also a billionaire. She didn't see the need to tell him her true identity until he stepped on her tail. She has sworn to deal with him but to do that, she has to marry the one man, who is her father’s sworn enemy and rival in business.

*Warning* Explicit Content Included. Adults only. They killed my parents. Turned my underaged sister as se* slave. Sold me to a brothel. It’s been 901 days until the soon to be alpha made the highest bid on my auction night. ** “You,”He leered and smirked at us. “Both of you. Get up.” I shook my head, shuddering, “Please… Please don’t–” He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me up to my feet. He grabbed Angelia with his other hand and proceeded to drag us towards the door. Angelia had gone all but silent as she was pulled along like a ragdoll. Her eyes seemed glazed over. My heart raced. “P-Please. I can give you gems! Jewelry! What about lunar flowers? We have them all. If you’d just take us back–” “How are you going to bargain with something that’s not yours anymore?” He scoffed, “Move it. The boss doesn’t like to be kept waiting.” Tears streamed down my face. We were brought out of the dungeon into another section. There were no windows and the scent of sweat and tears filled the air. The man who brought us there shoved us inside and closed the door behind us as a fat, whale of a man turned towards us. I could tell by his stature and his scent that he was either human or his wolf was weak. He chuckled and licked his lips as he approached. He stopped at me first, grabbing my chin and leaning close to take a deep breath of my scent. He chuckled as I recoiled and shuddered in disgust. Then, he stopped at Angelia, tracing a hand over her cheek. “I love the obedient ones. Welcome girls, to my dungeon. You will call me, Dan.”