Revenge Fanfic Novels & Stories

Was it because they feared she couldn't handle Cyril, so they sent a helicopter specifically for her? Thinking of Cyril still under her blade, Melody quickly redirected her gaze back to him, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery. "Throughout your scheming, did you ever consider that the past was just a misunderstanding?" "A misunderstanding? Don't deceive me!" he exclaimed. Seeing his sudden change to a fierce expression, Melody remembered Philip and sternly reprimanded, "If you had a shred of conscience, you wouldn't have ended up in this situation. You're willing to harm even your own biological son for revenge. Do you even have a conscience?"

explained Xavier. "Why don't you just leave it to the police, let this be their business," said Maria, who did not understand her son's way of thinking. "Mom, this is not an easy thing. I want to avenge James' death. I don't want her to just sleep in prison peacefully, I want to make her suffer, hurt..." Maria felt short of breath with what her son said. "Xavier," Maria said, cutting Xavier's words. Her hand moved to grip her husband's hand that was on her shoulder.

Amanda smiled, unexpectedly the guy who just a while ago was quiet and gentle, now he immediately turned into a completely different person. "I didn't think you had this aspect!" Amanda still smiled and looked at William. "She was so rude to talk to you that I couldn't help it." William is still talking about what happened earlier. The anger in his heart still hadn't subsided when he saw such an ungrateful girl like that. Witnessing William's defense of Amanda was not only the girl and a few people next to him, but also a pair of cold eyes behind them looking at them. A pair of eyes filled with anger, jealousy, annoyance at the door. "Hello the director!"

She went there to take her revenge " Laura replied. "Revenge? How? Maureen asked, confused. "I don't know, " Laura replied. "She needs to come back. I didn't ask her to take revenge for me.You're going to give me her new number and I'm calling her right now " Maureen said. "I won't, " Lauren replied. "You will," Maureen said and forcefully collected her phone. Laura wanted to fight back but because Maureen was older than her and because she respected her, she let her be.

“I’m not going to force you. If your gut says no, then tell him. But just know, Reed’s probably out there screwing Evelyn in some overpriced hotel suite while you’re here, playing sad ex-wife with dignity.” Her words hit hard. Too hard. Pitiful. I didn’t want to be pitiful. I sat up straighter. “You’re right… I’ll do it.” Her squeal nearly cracked the ceiling. “YES! Now that’s my badass bestie.” She grabbed both my hands and squeezed them. “Go get your revenge. And if full-blown sex happens, even better.” “Okay…yes to revenge, no to sex,” I said quickly, glaring at her.

This power-hungry lunatic is nothing more than just a pawn in my grand plan, doing my dirty work. My mate chose Alpha King Matthew Stevens over me, without a second thought. I woke up from my coma wanting revenge, and four years ago, fate gave me the perfect opportunity—his mate. I will take her away from him, just like he did to me. I will make him suffer as I suffered. I will make him walk the void I walk. I will make everyone who thought Nina White was a pushover pay, and only then, my revenge will be complete. Taking a scalp from the tool kit on the working table, I slice open the palm of my right hand open and let the blood drip onto the book's pages.

“Alright, alright. But I feel like a burglar on his own wedding night.” “If you keep talking, I’ll throw my pajamas at your face.” “Oh? That sounds more like a reward than a punishment,” he muttered teasingly, still smiling, still keeping his eyes shut. I shook my head, holding back a smile, and changed as quickly as I could. My heart pounded uncontrollably. I was really doing this. All for revenge. For the pain he’d caused. And yet here I was like this, in front of the man I supposedly hated. Maybe.

“Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.” Dante’s entire body froze. “What?” Victor’s gaze slowly darkened. “And Peter will do the same thing to you.” Dante’s breathing immediately grew heavier. “I don’t care about that anymore,” Dante muttered quietly. Victor smirked faintly. “You can keep denying it.” The older man stared directly into Dante’s eyes now. And slowly— Dante’s anger began mixing with something far worse. Confusion. “What exactly do you know?” Dante demanded sharply.

Perhaps… His hand shot out, seizing my chin, forcing my gaze to meet his. His eyes were ice. “What have you accomplished that’s remarkable? Did you build me an empire? Serve me the world on a silver platter? You were always nothing.” He pushed me away. I stumbled, hitting the ground hard. The divorce papers floated around me like snow. “And don’t you ever…” His face was inches away from mine, twisted in something like hatred. “…use your martyr act to make me feel guilty. I don’t owe you anything.”

“Most people won’t care whether you’re happy or miserable. All they’ll see is a girl throwing away the chance to become Luna.” I nodded. He wasn’t wrong. My father had said the same thing. “So what?” I snapped emotionally. “I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life beside some bastard who comes home smelling like other people?” Zayn shook his head. “No, you make him regret underestimating you.” The way he said it made my stomach tighten. He didn’t sound angry. He sounded serious. And that was when the idea of revenge slowly started forming inside my head. At first, I almost laughed it off as I thought Zayn was joking, but the moment I looked up at him properly, the amusement died inside me a