Revenge Cycle Novels & Stories

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

But the hollow feeling remained. Marco shifted behind me, a silent question. One word from me, and Vincent Rossi would disappear forever. I looked at the man who had been my husband, my tormentor, and now, my supplicant. The rage that had fueled me for months finally sputtered and died, leaving behind a profound, exhausting clarity. Revenge was a cycle. Killing him, or having him killed, would not un-brand me. It would not give me back my five years. It would only make me his final victim, forever chained to his darkness.

“I have no intention of doing anything against vampires. They are responsible for the death of my family, but I do not have the power to do anything to avenge them. Besides, I’m not a fan of revenge, ”I admitted. “Even if I could kill everyone responsible for the death of my family. Where would that leave me? I would be a murderer just like them. So easily someone will want revenge on me too. And it will be an endless cycle of revenge and death. What I made of the agreement, even if it was not my words, I know that it is the right thing to do.”

It had been two days and there were still no updates about him. I sighed. Will this cycle ever end? The Vampires killed humans. The humans asked help from Wolves. The Wolves killed the Vampires to stop the slaughter. The humans betrayed the Wolves, haunted them, and killed them. The Wolves avenged and killed humans. And then the Vampires came back to get rid of both races. It was a never-ending revenge where different races stand in the battlefield to fight. Will there be a real victory here? All races will keep losing members. The more we fight, the more we gain nothing but bruises, the more we lose the love in our hearts until only bitterness and hatred remains.

And she knew, that more than anything she wanted to live a happy and peaceful life, not one filled with hate or resentment. And Vivian was more than certain, revenge would never bring satisfaction, but would only darken ones heart even more. She didn't want that, so she'd end this whole revenge cycle, she would bury the past she couldn't change behind her and create a blissful future with the man she loved. "Why were you going to Eringdalle valley?" She asked, "Was it an attempt to go and punish yourself? You blame yourself and you were going to go hurt yourself weren't you?"

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

He moved within her like a promise made flesh, and she met him stroke for stroke, gasp for gasp, their bodies speaking a language older than words. Afterward, tangled in sheets and each other, she traced patterns on his chest and thought about the days ahead. The first phase was complete, but the work was far from over. The pack needed rebuilding. The systems needed restructuring. The future needed building. But tonight, there was only this. Only him. Only the quiet, fierce satisfaction of a battle finally won. Twenty-two names. Twenty-two bullies. All of them faced the consequences of their actions. The first phase of Luna's revenge was complete. The second was about to begin.

Finally, he slammed the folder shut and shot to his feet. "Bastards! This is absolutely inhuman!" he roared. "How could they do this to their own daughter?" His eyes blazed with righteous anger. "That girl had more talent in her little finger than most healers have in their whole body! Alpha Blackthorne, you have my word. I'll help get justice for Ms. Blackwood!" He began pacing around the office like an enraged wolf. "I hereby announce that my pack is unilaterally terminating all partnerships with Moonlight Healing Studio!"

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.

"They're pushing me to my limit." Riley placed her hands on mine, her eyes full of worry. "Athena, are you okay?" she asked softly. I looked up at her, and honestly, right now, different emotions were flowing through me, but the most prominent was anger. I was so pissed that I didn't mind going along with Austin's idea. But death was not an appropriate punishment for Dylan and his buddies. "I'm so pissed. I can barely contain my rage. He really had to do this, but I'm grateful. It only makes my thirst for revenge greater," I answered, squeezing her hand softly.