Revenge Books Novels & Stories

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“Sir, I know you have lots of questions, I will tell you, but please don't ask me for the name of the man or the family that did this to me.. Sooner or later I will tell you” He nodded, and for about an hour, I narrated everything to him, without mentioning Logan, or his family’s name. I told him about my plans, and how hungry I was to take revenge on the family. “I hope you find your redemption, Ava.. I will take my leave” Lucas stood up to leave but I grabbed his hands. “Please, sir.. Help me out.. I have no one or anywhere to go.. Please help me” he sat down back on the chair, and I saw his eyes lit. ”Revenge is a dangerous game, you might also end up dead, and..”

The isolation that had once been about survival was now about peace. Raven sat on the porch swing, a laptop balanced on her knees as she worked on the book that had become her passion project. The working title was "Justice Served Cold: A Story of Redemption and Revenge," though she was still debating whether to publish it under her real name or maintain the fiction of Raven Steele.

Smiling, I knew exactly where I would spend most of my days. Taking this time to explore the books on all the shelves, I can’t help but find all sorts of novels within them. Books ranging from History all the way to Fiction. Law books to Art books, books even leaning towards the Erotica side of things. There was even a shelf solely made for cooking. Hmm… Thinking as to how I was going to start my revenge for all the shit they put me through, I knew only one thing when it came to mind and that was they were definitely way too serious, which was never a good thing. They needed to relax.

Now, he’ll know what it feels like to have one’s life snatched from him right in front of his eyes. I traced my hand over the cardboard: not missing each of their faces. “I have drawn the first line by taking Maren away. I waited for this moment for years to avenge my clan’s death and their sacrifices.” “In the coming days, each one of you is going to die…” I paused, smirking, “…your death will be more terrifying than Maren’s death.” “Revenge is also a kind of justice. Every member of your evil circle will pay for all you have done. I will snatch each and everyone of your lives.” I spat, my tone rising with indignation. “Each and every of your screams will avenge my parents’ death.”

"Warriors in their own right. We support each other, plan together. It's about taking back our stories, writing the endings ourselves." "Taking back our stories," I echoed, the phrase resonating within me, a call to rise from the ashes of victimhood. "Can you… can we really do that?" Lizzie's nod was solemn, resolute. "Yes, Roanne." She reached out, her fingers brushing against mine, grounding me back to reality. "The Revenge Club operates in the shadows," she began, her tone shedding any remnants of casualness, morphing into something steel-edged and formidable. "We're a collective of souls, bound by shared scars, who channel our pain into retribution."

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

At that moment, it seemed to be as if his actions weren't born of revenge, but something else entirely. You don't make your enemies feel loved in revenge. She opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the intensity of his gaze. Those dark gray eyes seemed to draw her in like a magnet. They were dark and deep and mysterious like the night sky. "Why did you do this?" "Wanted you close to me,” he replied and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Wrap your legs around me." Kevin's voice was a sultry whisper as he urged her to wrap her legs around him but seeing her hesitation he slowly pulled her soaking gown up—his touch was soft and patient— exposing her bare thigh and wrapped it

he walked towards her, making her realise she spoke the words out aloud, his reply confused her even more leaving her frustrated with no answers “Revenge.” “It can turn the most righteous man to the villain, it can ruin lives just like I will ruin yours, darling.”

I thought I could redeem my action by apologizing and end the hatred he must have kept. But, too late, he lifted it to meet me for a second with a serious face. “Revenge.” “I see.” I hummed, curling my lips upward hollowly. “If you ever feel like putting us equal and end this, you can slap me back. I won’t mind.” I sighed, fidgeting my fingers around my dress, feeling a strange clench in my heart. “I don’t hit people.” He mumbled, rolling his eyes off. “What are you going to do for the sake of it then?” I asked, curious to know if it wasn’t an eye for an eye then what could it be.