Rejected Revenge Novels & Stories

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

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.

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

She felt anger, disappointment, and, in a way, a strange sense of relief—as if all her thoughts were revolving around one question that she couldn't ignore. Would this revenge give her the peace she had been searching for? The image of her husband smiling with her, reminding her of the love that once was, now clashed with the burning desire to see the one who had taken everything from her suffer. Would destroying this person free her heart from those dark shadows? After all this, she kept wondering if the pain would subside or if there would be new guilt, trapped in an endless loop between justice and revenge. "You're not sure yet," Zayden said. "Consider first; if you get the answer, I will

Aliyah said , a small tear drop threatening to fall from her green eyes . Simran mentally cursed herself for spoiling Aliyah's mood . Before Simran can come up with a sorry , Aliyah said "Please don't apologize . I don't understand why people apologize even if they are not wrong at the first place" . Aliyah wiped the tear drop which fell on her cheek and smiled "I am happy without them . I did get both mother and father from my brother . What did he get in return ? Betrayal.. " She said regretting choosing Ajnas over Ansif cutting all her ties with Ajnas . And what did she get in return ? Betrayal . It is true , Karma is a bitch !

Occasionally, I would hide in a corner and cry out in sorrow, but then any time he caught me in the act, he always increased my punishments. According to him, he was avenging his father's death and I'd say that his father brought everything upon himself. If there is anyone who's supposed to get angry and resent, it's me for losing both parents the same day. I knew I would avenge the deaths of my parents, I just had to pretend first, draft out everything I needed and attack when everyone least expects it. Jacob could enjoy all he wanted right now, but the enjoyment wouldn’t last. I would come back for him and drain out all of his blood until he’s left with nothing but regret and burnt out fl

“If you hurt them, I swear to God, I’ll break every damn bone in your body.” Reuben laughed, the sound hollow and bitter. “You think you can scare me, Caden? You think you can intimidate me?” He looked back at Ronan, then at me. “None of you understand. This was never about the damn kids. This was never about anything but me and my revenge. I’m going to make you all pay. Every single one of you.” A chill ran down my spine, but I refused to back down. “You’ll never win, Reuben. Not like this. Not when you’ve already lost everything that mattered. You can’t even see it, can you?”

The despair in his eyes hardened into cold, calculated ambition as he reached for the business card and picked it up, feeling its weight and promise in his fingers. "Well then," he said to the empty office, his voice carrying a new note of determination and dark satisfaction. "I guess it's time for some payback. Revenge. ” He gritted his teeth, “Yes, I will have my revenge, against Vanessa and Jason

He thought about her words, her promises to help him exact revenge on Aurelio Rexton's grip on the glass tightened, his knuckles white with tension. "I'll get my chance," he whispered, his voice dripping with venom. "And when I do, Aurelio will pay for what he's done,if not for anything for everything I’ve lost these past years, he’s dearly going to pay." The whiskey glass shattered on the floor, a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the depth of Rexton's anger. He rose from the couch, his eyes blazing with determination, his heart consumed by an unquenchable thirst for revenge.

I will do it" He suddenly screamed. Dante smirked, dropping his gun down. This wasn’t just revenge. It wasn’t even justice. It was retribution. It was a reckoning. And Dante was the storm delivering it.