Revenge Against A Narcissist Novels & Stories

"I can do whatever I want with her! She ruined my dress, and I made sure she won't make the same mistake again. She should consider herself lucky I only hit her." Crimson clenched his fists into tight balls on his side. God help him. If it wasn't considered wrong to hit a woman, he might have done so in his rage. "If this happens again, I'll ensure that you regret it so much that you'll wish you were dead." The intensity in his eyes caused her to flinch. Fuming, Celestine stomped her feet. "You always side with Cleo! That's the reason that brat is turning into such a spoiled and nasty child every single day!"

Serena sneered coldly, staring at the face she once loved so deeply. It had been love at first sight back then. But now, when she looked at him, her heart was calm—untouched, unshaken. The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies. The true opposite of love isn’t hate—it’s indifference. And that’s exactly what she felt for him now. No anger. No pain. Just silence. The Art of Revenge was never about rage—it was about letting go. She didn’t need to destroy them. Her joy was the masterpiece. And they would suffer, helplessly, watching her shine.

“We are divided him and me when we should be one. Your scent is our weakness; my undoing, and as much as I want to get our revenge upon your filthy witch of a mother, I fear you will stop me.” “I won’t.” I admit almost immediately as I gnaw on my inner cheek, “but there are so many scars waiting to be painted across its victims' hearts in the name of revenge. Has it ever truly served and met its purpose without any remorse attached to it?” I question, genuinely interested to know what he believes to be true. “It’s difficult to confirm when revenge usually leads to more revenge. It’s a cruel and vicious cycle that can rule and ruin your life. It’s definitely not for the faint-hearted, darling

I made a quick plan to insult him further to bring out the fighter in him. I half absentmindedly prayed he wouldn't be too crazy to do anything drastic to Nadine if I continued goading him. I sneered, "This is your grandiose plan of a badass revenge? I think it's rather shallow. You could have done better!" I boomed No reply. But I could feel anger brewing all around his putrid scent. "I wonder if the real wolves of the Blood Moon pack would be pleased a coward is avenging their death, I won't be proud of you either" I continued, determined to make him show his deranged self and let go of Nadine.

First, it was the incident with my father, and now this, all happening on the same day! I wanted to cry, but that would have been a waste of my time and energy. I closed my eyes, instructing my fragile heart to calm down. No matter how much it hurt, Nicholas wasn't worth my tears. I needed to devise a plan for revenge, to return to him what I had received, but in a just measure, of course. An idea sprang to mind, and I couldn't help but smile; that was precisely what I was going to do. To exact my revenge on him, I decided to flirt with other men. The game was officially on. Glancing at the time, I realized it was already late, so I took a quick shower and went to bed.

Sniffling, I pulled away a little, wiping my teary eyes roughly, smearing the immaculate eye look, curling my hands in a fist. “They will pay, Rose. Like hell they will get their happy ending after destroying mine.” Holding my hands to help me calm down, she asked softly, “But, what are you going to do?” Shifting back, resting my back against the couch, I hugged my knees close to my chest as a fierce fire of revenge bloomed in my empty chest. This won’t end easily, I won’t let it and for that, I would stoop to any level. Placing my hand over my stomach, no longer in my right state of mind, breaking the boundaries of ethics, I enunciated darkly.

Max received call in one ring. Max: "hello boss.. good noon.. tell me.." Hayden: " on that day when you said you will send Elina photo after I lost phone... I said no need... now I need it.. send it to my phone... " Max: " ok boss... " he hang up the call... within two minutes a message pops to Hayden mobile.... he opens it and gets shock... he thinks ' what the fuck...!!! the person whom I thought as Jessica is Elina... and Elina is Jessica... she betrayed me by telling her name lie to me... ahh (he smirks) like father like daughter.... I was fool to believe her... Shit...!!! not only that... my heart also started to fall for her... no way... Michael you need to pay for what you have done

“Tell me, how does it feel? Now that you’ve gotten your revenge? Now that you’ve killed the man who sold you? Are you satisfied? Are you free?” Nyx said nothing. The hollow place in her chest provided answer enough. “That’s what I thought,” Evander continued. “Revenge is like poison, little wolf. It eats you from the inside out. By the time you realize what it’s cost you, there’s nothing left but a shell.” “Spoken like a man who’s made a career of poisoning others,” Nyx shot back.

“And I vow that if I’m ever given a chance to come back, I’ll make them all pay. Everyone who had ever harmed even a hair on my head would suffer. I’ll make them pay for all of my suffering. And I’ll take everything away from them, the same exact way they took my two babies away from me. And lastly, I’ll destroy Ethan Blackwood. I’ll make sure he feels every pain he ever gave me. I swear to ruin him. To take his happiness from him completely. To destroy him. To make even breathing unbearable for him and Jennifer Anderson. I’ll have my revenge. Even if it kills me doing so.”

My helping nature, and stupid soft heart always get me receiving bullshit from him. No more!! If he is hell bent on making my life miserable, and painful with his stupid words then I will make his life miserable with my actions. Don't do it, Mia. That stupid soft voice that always has me melting whispers in my head. Oh shut up bitch, you don't know what revenge is even if it slapped you in the face. I grunt, refusing to listen this time. I will have my revenge. But first thing first is planning. What will get the almighty prim, and cold face motherfucker angry?