Revenge Aesthetic Novels & Stories

"They only recognize that dead she-wolf Aria!" Her face twisted with ugly rage. "She knew this would happen. She planned it all! She did it on purpose!" As she watched the entire studio descend into chaos around her, Celeste felt no gratitude for the opportunity I had given her. Only pure, venomous hatred. She hated me with every fiber of her being. Hated how effortlessly I had possessed the talent and connections she could only dream of. Hated how I had built something beautiful while she could only destroy. Even more, she hated how I had used my death to deliver this final, devastating blow.

"The last time we spoke, you said you had a plan." The Violet standing before him was not the same woman he knew five years ago. That Violet was gone. This Violet was calculated and dangerous, like an erupting volcano ready to destroy anyone in her path. She was smart, calm, and relentless—a force to be reckoned with. Her every action was driven by one goal: revenge. "She is the plan," Violet said, pointing at the young woman. "Tell me, what’s your name?" Before the woman could respond, Riele interjected, "Her name is—"

Why should I remain good to people after that? Sophia's head fell. They are on the same boat. He's lucky he still has battalion of soldiers who are still submissive to him, his wealth is still there and his mother is fighting to live. What about her? Even her dignity is gone and that's why she hates herself for loving Justin. "You never told me about this. West, revenge is sweet, but it also has its consequences. If you hurt them, you will be no different from them, I think you should…"

"You didn't think you could run forever, did you?" "I... I don't know what you're talking about," Asherly stammered, but her eyes betrayed her guilt. Her eyes wandered around as she searched for a possible exit but Kaylar blocked her way. Why did she feel frightened? Kaylar's figure was imposing and she emitted a strange aura. It was kind of as if she was ready to kill her at that moment. The smile on Kaylar's face was a huge contrast to the burning rage in her eyes. "Oh, I think you do," Kaylar said, stepping closer. "You and Jason thought you could destroy everything I loved and get away with it. But here's the thing about revenge, Asherly. It's patient. It's cunning. And it's inevitable."

“Revenge doesn't always end well, Ava.” Ava adjusted her position and looked at him. “Are you… telling me to let them be?” Aaron shook his head. “I'm telling you to do nothing based on anger alone. Whether you are angry or not, you have the power to make them beg you for mercy. There's no sweeter revenge than coming back stronger.” There was a slight pause between them. Ava thought about what he said. If she would pull off her revenge perfectly, she would have to kill the emotions she still had for him. That way, it would not hurt her anymore.

"How are you certain that Joseph would care about her?" "Well... I believe Chloe possesses more value for manipulation than Xavia." "Can you guarantee that nothing will go wrong?" "No..." "For now, let Chloe be. Allow her to proceed with her pregnancy undisturbed, and we’ll come up with a foolproof plan in due time. Let's not forget that Xavia's pregnancy is only one month behind hers." Revenge was not merely about committing acts of violence. It was about identifying the other person's vulnerabilities, ruthlessly crushing them, and subjecting them to absolute humiliation.

Well, now something is reborn within me. Let my hope blaze, sweet invisible light, Now it shall burn with flames, Within the eternal night, Its heat shall burn bright with a will nothing will ever tame And if I fall or rise, I will do it on my own. “I need these glamour potions and the smell inhibitor again. I have to become a new person, Stine, with a new appearance, scent everything. I was ready to once again be reborn and this time nothing would make me fall.” The angel of revenge is back and she wants flames/fire.

He attacked us and raped Aditi and threw us on the roadside to die. ... I like the colour of revenge. It is scarlet red. There is magic in the word revenge and in its colour. Whenever I think of it, I experience energy firing me up. The bright colour is like bliss and it gives me a sense of immense pleasure, you people cannot imagine it. Bhai always said you must avenge wrongs done to you. The fire of revenge must ignite in you and burn bright till the day you have taken the revenge. Revenge must be taken, no matter what it takes, no matter what happens to you and no matter what consequence it brings.’

"Yes. It matters." He turns to face me. "Why?" "Because revenge is about making someone else hurt. Fighting back is about protecting yourself. And I need to know which one I'm doing." "What do you think you're doing?" I look at the TV. Julian's photo still on screen. "I think I'm destroying a man who destroyed me first. And I think some part of me is enjoying it. And that scares me." "Why does it scare you?" "Because it means I'm becoming like him. Ruthless. Willing to burn everything down to win."

Ava's heart ceased to beat for a second when her eyes met Aiden's before her heartbeat shot to a reckless pace. His eyes were glowing pits of golden halo, like a vicious predator. Unhinged. Ominous. Deadly. He was coated in blood from head to toe. Aiden looked like death himself. A Satan standing ever so proudly in his kingdom. The throne was made out of the blood and pain of his enemies. If she was sane, she would be afraid and traumatized for the rest of her life but that didn't happen. Instead, she felt twistedly happy that he got his revenge. His justice.