Real Life Revenge Stories Novels & Stories

Even if I was covered with hatred and revenge was the only thing in my mind, being a prostitute or entertainer would not even in my choice. I chose to be a waitress in this bar. This bar was called Padi's, and it's one of the high-end bars in the city. Most of the customers here were from the higher part of society. But even being just a waitress, crud men were all around, especially when even waitresses had to wear almost nothing. I had to cope with this shit undercover even if I complained and disagreed. Because whether I liked it or not, this was the easiest way to start my revenge for these people.

I will surely get to the root of this and get revenge! Those wicked people that murdered my parents should get ready for a taste of my vengeance!

He added darkly. Now he sounded like a bully. I giggled. “In my line of work, there's always a ready story. You want to know what happened, the answer is right there. But the question is, is that really what happened? That's where we come in. We always look for the second story under the public story. The real story". He looked like he knew where I was going. “ Now tell me, Jamie, what's the real story? Why are you here?" JAMESON'S POV

“If his ex-wife were alive, I’d help her in a heartbeat. That devil deserves to lose everything he’s stolen.” “Did you know his ex-wife?” Elowen asked, keeping her tone light, almost casual. “No,” Aurelia admitted, her frustration evident. “But from what I’ve heard, she was sweet and innocent. The kind of woman who didn’t stand a chance against someone like him.” Elowen’s lips pressed into a thin line, her thoughts swirling. Sweet? Innocent? Her gaze darkened ever so slightly. That version of me is long gone. If only you knew who I really am, Aurelia. If only you knew I’m here for revenge.

Her relationship with her parents was also bad, forcing her elderly parents to experience poverty and the pain of losing a child. After the heroine woke up, she began to take revenge on the male lead and the mistress. In the end, the male lead went to jail, and the mistress ran away with the money, only to die in a car accident on the road. Everything was cliché and melodramatic, but there really were many people like that in real life. She had seen many like that in this circle. Now she finally understood that kindness was harder than intelligence, and that kindness was a choice. And she understood even more clearly that taking revenge on Lewis would only lead to her doom.

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

I told her patiently, “This is Mikeal's revenge on our mother. Not only did he kill our mother, but he also made my life miserable. I've lost more than you. Mia, we're all victims.” “But why me and not you?” Mia hissed. “Mia, if you were me, you would suffer the same way,” I said, “Mikeal used me as a marriage tool to marry Ron. Ron cheated on me with Gina, and they conspired to sentence me to death. I also lost a baby. So I lived the rest of my life for revenge. Mia, I know I can't make up for what you've been through. But I hope we can all live happily ever after.”

I wished there was something I could do. I really wanted my family back,I wanted to feel the peace but I was loosing everything and trying to keep them together was not working. Every sin has consequences and mine were running fast, towards me. That night I stayed up late thinking,I had put myself in a sticky situation.I remembered how happy my life was before,before I chose revenge.I remembered how Vee showed me true love too,but I shook that off.I could not just assume the way he ignored me back then. He chose my friend over me, knowing very well I loved him more than Mila could ever love him.He still chose her just because I was not pretty enough for him.Just because he was one of the pop

stage. Who would have thought things would change so fast? Not long ago, he was resentful toward his father for being a cheater, and now he had done the exact same thing to me. They were no different. They were both womanizers. And things would certainly get intense if I ended up with his father. That thought jolted me awake. Maybe Lesly was right—revenge is a dish best served sweet. There is no rewind in real life; Mark cannot undo his mistakes. It was my turn to do something that would make his blood boil.

“It’s embarrassing.” Dr. Mark leaned back slightly in his chair. “You want honest advice?” “That depends how painful it is.” “The rich eventually become public entertainment.” He shrugged lightly. “People project fantasies onto money. Relationships become stories. Marriages become scandals. Somebody always gets turned into the villain.” “That sounds depressing.” “It is depressing.” I stared quietly at the coffee cup warming my hands. “They made it sound like I ruined lives.” His expression softened slightly then. “People always hate women more publicly than men.”