Revenge: A Love Story Novels & Stories

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”

I truly believed my life was over when everything went dark, as if darkness had swallowed me whole, and I was stranded in a place of despair with no hope of rescue. At some point, I gradually regained consciousness and saw Brian hovering anxiously over me. A surge of rage exploded within me as I instinctively pushed him away, feeling a mixture of pain and fury. "They should pay for what they did to us," Nama declared with unwavering determination. Her words began to resonate more deeply within me, and doubt started to fade. I couldn't ignore the truth in her statement any longer. As I lay there, a renewed sense of resolve formed—I was beginning to believe that seeking revenge for what they d

He had overheard his parents speaking in hushed tones after Sebastian arrest about it, shocking him as well. Kaira laughed bitterly, realization dawning on her, “It was only about getting back at me wasn’t it?” She asked with venom. “This marriage was all about getting revenge on my family. You never loved me, it was all about the revenge for you.” She yelled angrily, pulling on his shirt but he didn’t react and just let her do as she wanted. “Kaira, please—“ Older Mr Ashford began, walking closer to her but she cut him off.

The blood on his face had already been washed away, leaving him staring blankly into nothing. "Ice," Andrew called softly, walking to stand beside him. Axel didn’t move. Andrew tried to see what Axel was staring at, but all he could make out was the the distant city lights. "Maybe a stupid question… but how do you feel?" Yes, he had finally taken revenge. But that still didn't change him. He was still cold and distant. It didn't really heal him. A small, misty breath escaped Axel. That tiny sign said more than words ever could.

she said, her eyes fixed outside as if the world beyond the glass mattered more than the man she’d married. Aion rubbed his face, his chest tightening at the memory of the night before—their wedding that wasn’t built on love, but on promises tangled with resentment. He should’ve felt victorious. This was his revenge, after all. But as he watched her now, her fingers tracing invisible shapes on the windowsill, the bitterness didn’t taste as sweet as he imagined. “I’ll make breakfast,” she said suddenly, standing up before he could answer. Her tone carried politeness, the kind that people use with strangers.

“Did you fight with your lover? Mr. Sean? I see, given his famous stubbornness and dominance. It must be tough being his lover.” Renee stared at Doctor Rian sharply. “I'm not his lover, I hate him so badly! I want to kill him,” Renee hissed angrily. Doctor Rian was stunned in shock. “What? Are—aren't you….” “Doctor, I'm not his lover, I've been locked up in his house all this time…,” and all the stories flowed from Renee's mouth, starting from the story of her father's business with Sean, the death of her parents, her attempts to get revenge, until she ended up in Sean's arms.

She said as she looked straight into my eyes. "But I don't want to take it slow. I want you and Oscar to officially be mine, you can't blame me for doing this. If you didn't hide him for me, maybe he would live a life that he deserves.. which growing up with a dad." I said and she looked hurt. She turned away and she pushed me to sit on the chair next to hers. She kept her eyes on Oscar all the time when I fixed mine on her. "He's my only saviour when my life was crumbling down. The revenge, the trauma, the killing spree, work, you and even my dad. I love him so much and he really reminds me of you." She said without taking her eyes off Oscar.

but Michael wasn't paying attention, so he continued. By that point, he had reached the most distressing aspect of his memories, and all he wanted to do was put it behind him. "When I found out about the abortion," he went on with grim quietness, "all I could think of was that you were more like my mother than I'd thought. I told myself I hated you, and when you ran away, I began to plan revenge. A child seemed the perfect way since I was certain you didn't want one, and learning that I'd lost one made me realize how much I wanted to be a father. I thought I could accomplish both goals at once-getting even with you and starting a family at the same time. I didn't think I'd ever find another

“So, what I’m planning to do is pretend that I didn’t know about their affair, and while I’m at it. I’ll gather pieces of evidence that will expose them both.” Revan remained silent and listened to her plan unfold. Citrine, as far as he recalls, was a cunning person whose personality was unpredictable and difficult to decipher. She’s someone you don’t want to be an enemy of because she’s capable of anything when provoked. He thought she could be very useful. “My revenge was a little excessive, but I plan to expose them during my wedding. Then you’ll show up and replace Gael as my groom.” Revan raised an eyebrow in amusement at her plan. “This is what happens when you watch too much drama, bu

The revenge she planned longer than I planned of taking Iris. " And seeing how you begged for him, I am sure, you love him the same. Or do you, Blair? So tell me, Blaire, how does it feel when you love one man and spent your nights in my bed being fucked from behind?" I asked mocking her sinfully, loving the grimace she feels for herself, thinking about how she cheats, the love of her life. See I told you revenge is far more dangerous than anything. It destroys all your rational thoughts. In revenge, you burn yourself more than you burn the person you want to take revenge from.