Revenge Cycle Novels & Stories

If I soften too early, if I fold in the face of a man’s sorrow, I may hand him the leverage he needs to undo everything. I cannot let that happen. I will test him the way the law will test him: with facts, witnesses, and records. If he truly wants to repair this, he will accept that scrutiny. Revenge is a defensive strategy. It is the only language available to someone who was rendered invisible in a previous life. I sit on the bed and breathe, counting the small practicalities. That is the work I have to do. The rest… the personal wishing, the hunger for a version of the man I loved… has to be managed and contained.

They kept their eyes wide open, looking like a savage hawk, ready to attack any signs of malice. For a moment, they were silent, craning their neck now and then. It was until Marjorie cleared her throat did silence was destroyed. “You know, with everything that’s going on, I see no doubt that the death rate will mount. Wars put scars on both sides. It’s a never-ending cycle of revenge. Those who win weren’t victorious. They were just strong enough to squash the losers.” Marjorie clenched her fist on her spear. “But there’s bound to be a survivor on the losing team. The spirit of vengeance will make them stronger, eviler. It’s no doubt that while hatred exists, war will continue to prosper, c

New blood replacing the old. My father had wanted me to choose. Between revenge and survival. I chose both. I survived. And in surviving, I got my revenge on the cycle that killed him. That was enough.

They murdered people, they kidnapped me, they’ve hurt me in so many ways. “I'm going to go back to my old pack,” I say. “I thought you said you couldn't go back,” Caleb says, looking rather confused. “I don't want to,” I explain. “I need to. I need to get answers. I need to get revenge.” “You don't need to do any of that,” Caleb insists. “Revenge just starts a nasty cycle. It's not anything that will help you. It will only make your life worse. You shouldn't seek revenge.

If I were to lose Rainbow, then the same would happen to me too. But I kept my anger and opinion to myself and listened to Red share all the information she had on Circe with us. "If you kill Circe on any other day aside from when she will be at her most vulnerable," she paused to stare us all in the eyes. "Then she will reincarnate again and so will you two. All three of you will be back and we will resume this cruel cycle of her revenge," she stated. My heart sank as I thought about it. This was definitely something that I did not want to face again. I certainly did not want to come back to this world for the third time.

“But this has never been about safety. It’s been about control, and fear, and passing pain from one hand to another.” Adrian stepped closer. “We will go together,” he says immediately. “No discussion.” I shook my head. “No, I'm going alone.” I replied. “That’s exactly how this cycle keeps going.” Leo frowned.“What cycle?” he asked, though his eyes softened. “Blood for blood,” I replied. “Rescue for revenge. One wrong answer with another.” The room felt smaller. The walls closer, the ceiling lower, as if the house itself is holding its breath.

It has moved toward staircases, the erased footage, the diamond bracelets appearing inside handbags and towards Vivian remaining perfectly calm through all of it. And somewhere beneath the growing anger settling inside my chest, one realization finally became impossible to dismiss. Someone inside this family had stopped playing harmless games.

her eyes widened with sheer horror. “But they weren’t successful. He is currently in the prison clinic,” my eyes never left hers as I spoke, “and I am sure they would come back to finish the job. I can tell that those guys are ruthless. See how they just abandoned you after using you like that?” I didn’t care if I used lies to get answers from her. Her nose twitched with rage. I hoped what I was doing was working. She needed to be fueled by revenge to divulge their secrets.

His hand moves to my chest instead, tracing the scars there with reverent fingers, and we sit like that in the back of the car as it pulls smoothly into traffic. "What's next?" Carlton asks quietly, and I can hear the question underneath the question— where does this go from here? What does forever look like when forever is built on blood and obsession and the kind of love that burns too bright to be anything but destructive? "I find Target Seven," I tell him honestly, and I watch as understanding settles over his features. The work continues. The revenge continues. The cycle of violence continues even as I'm holding the one thing that makes me human, the one thing that ties me to something

But I never saw the bitterness brewing beneath it all. It wasn’t until the day I died that the truth hit me. The fire tore through my skin, but all I could feel was the burning need for revenge. A vengeance so deep, it threatened to consume everything in its path. I wasn’t just given a second chance to make things right with Sebastian. I was given a second chance to destroy those who destroyed me. I was reborn through flames. And I will lay waste to them all. I lay down again, but I couldn't sleep.