Revenge Cycle Novels & Stories

“Isn’t it enough that I am damaged as you say, do they have to be damaged as well? I think not and the first step to achieving that is making sure they don’t get to experience violence. It mustn’t be a norm for them.” What I was saying wasn’t too much to ask. I just wanted my kids to live in peace, and they won’t have that if we continue to kill people. The cycle of killing and revenge will never end. What kind of legacy will we leave them then. “I don’t care what you are saying, I am going to finish what I started and if that boy wants live then he will forget revenge or I will gut him like the animal he is.” I looked at him wondering who the biggest animal between was the two of them.

All those savages should feel what it's like to live in agony. Alexander immediately reached out and asked for Andre's profile. He is the type of person who is so careful in making decisions because the consequences will be difficult if not well thought out. He even had to go through a lot of time just to come back with a new and superior performance in order to carry out his revenge. The pain in his heart that hadn't gone away for several years and he kept thinking of ways to get back at them, and of course it all needed to be a struggle and couldn't fail. “Andre... who is he?”

I drained my champagne glass. The great hall erupted in applause. Robin, completely melted by my performance, leaned down and whispered possessively in my ear, "Soon, they'll all be calling me Don Gallo." The hunger for the Moretti family's wealth and power was practically boiling over in him now, an ambition he could no longer hide in his eyes. Three days until my revenge. I simply smiled at him, then turned to my brother, Marco. "Brother, I feel a little dizzy," I said, pressing my fingers to my temple and swaying slightly.

“He acted the same way I did. He and I… we’d rather make the woman who once loved us suffer than face the fact that she moved on and we no longer mean anything to her. Hurting her felt better than watching her be happy with someone else. That’s what Lefebvres do—we bring pain to the ones who once loved us most.” His voice trails off with a trace of melancholy. “I only found out about this a few months ago,” he continues, “and that’s when everything started to make sense—why my parents hated yours so much. My dad wanted revenge, even though she never did anything wrong. And my mom… she resented your mother, because deep down, she knew my dad never truly got over her. Even after all these year

I swung my legs casually, watching Daniel's temple veins bulge with malicious amusement. My brother once asked why I didn’t simply ruin him outright. I'd smiled slyly. As they say, the best revenge is destroying what someone values most. I wanted to ruin everything Daniel cared about. "Kandice Henderson! After all our time together, I never realized you were so vengeful!” Seeing negotiation was hopeless, Daniel furiously threw his documents and pointed at my face. I stood up, my jeweled ring catching the light. "Just figuring that out? I'm going to make you lose everything. Isn't your company your precious baby? Don't you care most about your reputation, dreaming every night of being on top?

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Ivan, now on the receiving end of my unbridled wrath, bore the consequences of his actions. As the room reverberated with the sounds of our struggle, I felt a desperate need for retribution. The cycle of betrayal had spiraled out of control, claiming the lives of those I held dear. In that moment, revenge became an all-encompassing force, a primal instinct urging me to make Ivan pay for the sins he had committed. The darkness within me, fueled by the memories of my father's cruelty and the loss of my loved ones, surged to the forefront. I was a man driven by a thirst for justice, a force that would stop at nothing to avenge the betrayals that had stained my family's legacy.

The stronger her enemy was, the more persevered she had to be. She was no longer the woman from five years ago. She returned as if she was reborn. She wanted to avenge Bennett and the two children.

“If you drive me to the clinic, I’ll fully accept your offer to help.” Bryan looked hesitant and said, “Are you sure that you’re going to change your face? Just because you want to seek revenge?” “Well, taking revenge is your idea to begin with, right?” Ginger pointed out. “Plus, I did really want to make their lives a living hell like what they did to mine, so we’re even.” Bryan went silent for a while and heaved a sigh. “You don’t need to help me,” Ginger said. “Just don’t stop me, it’s all I ask.”

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.