Revenge: A Love Story Novels & Stories

Alex sighed, proceeding to tell Rachel all his aunt had told him about the incident. Rachel was dumbfounded when Alex narrated all that had happened to her, no wonder those people were able to mix up the truth with falsehood, tears welled up in her eyes, she pitied herself and Alex, his case was worse than hers, she still had her mother, he didn't have any of his parents with him, she couldn't imagine how sad he felt when he knew that his parents were murdered by one mysterious organization, she knew he definitely must be planning on revenge, she just hoped that he wouldn't act rashly. "Alex I know you want to have your revenge but I think you should take this slowly," Rachel said when she s

“They don’t care about Delaney. She’s just bait. Kevin has everything he wanted from my phone. He doesn’t need your necklace, not truly. He wants _you_.” Seth emphasized the word, his eyes wide and fixed on hers. “In an isolated location. Where Victor can’t establish control quickly enough. You’re Felix Hart’s daughter. The final unfinished piece of Malik Zacchaeous’s revenge. After thirteen years of waiting… Malik intends to finish what began in Rome. Tonight.” The world spun for a moment, the concrete walls pressing in. Rome. Malik. Her father’s death. He wasn’t after the necklace. He was after her. He wanted revenge. And Delaney was just a pawn.

A smile that carried years of pain, unspoken wounds, and shattered trust. Seeing that smile, both Arya and Aryan felt an unfamiliar pain in their hearts. Arya’s hand loosened from Siya’s cheeks automatically. He stood still, staring at her. Then Siya stepped forward again. Standing very close to them, she spoke with venom in her voice— “We curse the day our marriage happened with you.” Her eyes were not wet, but her voice was filled with poison. “We curse the day we ever loved you.” She paused for a moment, then said very clearly—

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

Because I finally I was finally free, I had said goodbye, I had looked into his eyes and saw nothing. I remembered...I was not here to rekindle our relationship. I was not here to remind him that I loved him. Or to remind myself that I loved him. Or for this marriage. Or our past. Or anything tied to “us.” I was here to get what was owed to me. To get back my father’s property. To reclaim what was taken from me. And if, in the end, I get my revenge? Then all the better. After today, I know that I would love nothing but to see him hurt just as much as he did me.

They said revenge is a dish best served cold and I fully agree with that statement. Sometimes one needs to wait for the right time to get their revenge. Just as I did with Olivia, making her think that she has won and that everything in her life is going according to plan. Then I would appear and hit her where it hurts the most. She didn’t really know what I was capable of and what I was willing to do to get what I wanted.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

This was only the beginning of my little revenge. "This isn't you, Eleanor, this isn't you..." Eloise screamed, terrified, realizing I wouldn't intervene to protect her. "Some girls dream of living a great love story. Maybe my story isn't about love, but about revenge," I replied with a serious expression on my face. I put on my sunglasses and headed back towards my room, with the help of one of the maids, still pretending to be blind. As I walked down the hallway, I felt the weight of the choices I had made, but also the satisfaction of finally starting to settle the score. The story I was writing wasn't a love fable, but a dark tale of retribution and power. And I was just getting started.

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.

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge