Revenge Beauty Manhwa Novels & Stories

Revenge was a complex game, and I was playing it for the ones I loved. I had scores to settle – against the three men who had caused so much pain in my life, Chirkov for his deeds against Anya and my mother, and Maksim for his attempt on her life. It was time to unleash the full force of my determination. Walking back to my room, I paused at the entrance, steeling myself for what lay ahead. Anya was in there. As I entered, I found her peacefully asleep on my bed. An overwhelming warmth filled me at the sight.

For that reason, I press through the hours of the day and night until she returns. Revenge, on the other hand, is a gift. Something to distract me with. I want to make sure he suffers because of what he did to my mate. It’s a little pot kettle for sure, but I’m going to take every ounce of shame I feel about my situation and punish him for it.

Chapter 7: Revenge is a dish best served cold In this part of my story, I made a decision that was fueled by hatred and the spirit of revenge. I'll admit, I'm not proud of what I did—or maybe I am. After all, Penelope and her gang had it coming. They deserved every ounce of the retribution I served up to them on a silver platter. And sure, some might argue that my actions were extreme, but compared to the years of torment and anguish they had inflicted upon me, it was nothing short of poetic justice.

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…"

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

Sparks flew and the air crackled with energy as they fought with a ferocity rivalry born from years of wanting revenge. Reene helped to disturb Amelia and Zemirah struck her down with a swift and decisive strike. She fell to the floor, gasping with her eyes wide open. Zemirah said something to her before leaving her to die on the floor but Amelia did something nobody expected. She produced a blade and struck Zemirah with it, causing her to fall on the floor. Alpha Aurel who had been fighting the rogues felt that and went mad with the thirst for blood.

His powerful jaws snapped, his claws swiped with deadly precision, and he swiftly dispatched the assailant with a final, decisive blow. As the enemy was defeated, the forest fell into an eerie calm. The adrenaline of battle faded, leaving behind the lingering scent of victory and the primal satisfaction of protecting our own. The pack slowly returned to their human forms, their bodies glowing with residual energy. They gathered around us, their faces etched with awe and respect. Ethan, now fully healed, stood beside me, his gratitude evident. "Thank you, Ashley," he repeated, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. "Your healing powers are incredible. We're fortunate to have you."

"It's time to face our demons and make them pay for every tear we shed because of them." At that moment, determination burns stronger than ever. The night of the banquet approaches, and I am ready to confront Derya Arslan and the Arslan family, to expose their true nature, and to put an end to the oppression we have suffered for so long. Revenge is about to be fulfilled, and there will be no mercy for those who have hurt us. Justice will be served, and I will be the instrument that will carry it out. Enise approaches me and embraces me tightly, and I reciprocate the gesture, gently stroking her back. I can feel her gratitude and affection in that hug, and her words deeply move me.

Crying, she said, “I loved you all more than my life… But you all were not worthy of me. If God has given me a second chance, then you will meet the new Sia—whose heart will only have hatred for you.” As soon as she said this, blood started coming out of Sia’s mouth. Her lips turned blue, and slowly her eyes began to close. Ritu’s devil smile widened— because Ritu had poisoned Sia, and no one knew this truth. In a luxurious room, a girl lay on the bed. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she stared at the ceiling above.

"I need the rest of that document. Now." "You know where to meet me," I snapped before ending the call. There was no time to waste. My car came to a halt for a second and my heart couldn't stop poundig in my ears. I knew already that this was going to go well. This wasn’t just revenge. It was justice. Since Zayde wanted to throw me away for that snake, Ariana, without knowing who she really was and without knowing the secrets she kept. Well, I was about to show him and the world.