Rejected Revenge Novels & Stories

He said he would never hurt her sister, he said he loved her. Aaron’s love was real. His actions toward her were real. Katrina had been living in delusion. May she had been jealous of her sister. He had always been in her heart. Katrina never got over Aaron. And now, she realized that her revenge wasn’t only because of the thought that he was her sister’s killer. Her revenge was also because of things that had happened in the past. Because of the rejection.

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

No. Shoving those thoughts aside, memories of Jordan's betrayal crept back into her mind, igniting a simmering anger. Her demeanor shifted, the desire for revenge she had buried long ago resurfacing. Her hands tightened around the steering wheel, and she gritted her teeth, consumed by the urge to make him pay. Seeing him again had rekindled the hatred and resentment she once harbored for him, and now, she fervently craved retribution. She wished for nothing but to make him pay for what he did.

he says reticently. Well, that certainly explains the levels he’s gone to, to find everything in and on this man. He’s a man seeking revenge and justice for his wife. I can understand that. Revenge is the number one motivator in this business, so this is hardly a revelation, but it does answer some of my questions. “My condolences on your loss,” I say politely.

"Exactly, Amber. It's poetic justice, a way for you to level the playing field and make them experience a fraction of the pain they caused you." I looked at Sebastian, his eyes ablaze with conviction, I felt a renewed surge of determination coursing through my veins. The path of revenge I had embarked on was no longer just a means to an end—it was a web of intricately woven plans, a calculated dance of manipulation and redemption.

“Two hundred years ago, I And Storman were entwined to be mates. We were so in love with each other and everyone thought that we were inseparable but not until I discovered that he was cheating on me with my best friend. I was broken - so broken that I had to confront him but he murdered me instead. I swore to have my revenge if I was ever given a chance to come back to the world. “After that long wait, I was finally reincarnated to you. You were a late bloomer because I was a late bloomer too. I found out that you and Jared were entwined from the very first night that your eyes met his, there was a glitch in the match making and I manipulated you and Wilford to think that you were mates. Bu

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.

“Revenge.” ‎

Long after he’d fallen asleep beside me in our bed, his arm draped loosely, comfortably, across my waist, I lay awake, staring out at the city lights, no longer a symbol of threat or confinement, but a horizon of endless possibilities. The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge. The phrase, once a bitter, defining label, now felt… distant. Almost irrelevant. My revenge hadn't been about destruction. It hadn't been about tearing down those who had wronged me. It had been about rebuilding. About reclaiming my life, my power, my identity. It had been about choosing to heal, to grow, to find strength in the face of betrayal, in the face of fear. My revenge was Isabella’s laughter, AJ’s sturdy embrace, the way th

“Embarrassing.” Victor snapped, “Get to your point.” “Gladly.” Justin leaned in, eyes sharp. “You want your power back. You want your name back. Maybe even your family. And I…” he grinned, “I want what I’ve always wanted.” Victor narrowed his eyes. “Which is?” Justin’s expression turned cold. “Revenge.” Victor stared at him. “You expect me to work with someone like you?” Justin smirked. “Someone like me is the only reason you are alive.”