Revenge Is Mine Novels & Stories

It is time for me to begin my revenge. Revenge is best served cold, and I will make every one of them regret for the disgrace, and pains of betrayal they caused me. I will make them beg me for forgiveness. But will I forgive? The answer is no. I won't stop until ruin them just as they ruined me. I swear it with the moon goddess name, I won't spare any of them!

If he decided I was nothing but a weak omega, would he decide to kill me? “I need your help,” I said plainly. “I want revenge against Dark Silver Pack.” There was a smirk tugging at his lips as he stared at me. “Revenge?” “Against your own pack?” His voice was laced with intrigue as he stared at me. “Against Callen Everdeen,” I corrected. The sound of his name sent a sharp ache through my chest but I swallowed the pain down. “He rejected me. Humiliated me in front of everyone. And I want to make him regret it.”

It's funny how my life has turned upside down, not like it was ever better, but I'll endure all the pain in this world if it means I get to have my revenge. This is were my revenge starts. Vicenzo De Luca, you won't know what hit you I promise. I'll pay you back tenfold for everything you put me and my mother through.

I drove towards the beach because in a few minutes, the sun will rise and I want to see my last sunrise before having my revenge later on at night. As soon as I arrived at the beach, I got off my motorbike. I took off my helmet and sat down on the sand feeling the cold sea breeze. I closed my eyes and tears started to come out from my eyes remembering why I'm starting my revenge today. I got up and opened up the seat cushion of my motor bike. I looked at the small brown envelope and took it out. I walked slowly towards the water and closed my eyes praying for my sanity to go for revenge.

My heart burned with a need for revenge, my soul cloaked in darkness hence my recent obsession with black dresses. But I didn’t want to face that darkness alone. I needed him by my side. I came back to reclaim him and to bring down his mother, Victoria. The evidence against her was ready, stacked high, waiting for me to act. But with Ethan so distant, so impossible to talk to, I was tempted to move forward alone and explain later. Yet, that might make him hate me more, and I couldn’t bear that.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. Only one person would come to my room this late.

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

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.

Lant then locked the door, and drew the curtains of the entire security room. Melissa was panicking—she knew Lant was serious. She glared at Lant's back, her eyes bloodshot. "Lant, you've done so many wrongs! Leave these people alone!" "Why would I? I enjoy watching them die." Lant laughed wildly, revealing his malice. He wanted to take revenge on this inhumane society. He sat on the chair, relaxed, and looked at the surveillance screen. He lowered his head, and glanced at the watch on his wrist. Melody would arrive soon…

Even if I was covered with hatred and revenge was the only thing in my mind, being a prostitute or entertainer would not even in my choice. I chose to be a waitress in this bar. This bar was called Padi's, and it's one of the high-end bars in the city. Most of the customers here were from the higher part of society. But even being just a waitress, crud men were all around, especially when even waitresses had to wear almost nothing. I had to cope with this shit undercover even if I complained and disagreed. Because whether I liked it or not, this was the easiest way to start my revenge for these people.

Aline's voice held a resolute tone as she spoke to her newfound ally, "I've learned who I truly am, and I won't let anyone stand in the way of claiming what belongs to me." Ethan, his eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and concern, met her gaze. "Aline, you have the power and the spirit, but remember, revenge can consume you. We must tread carefully." Aline nodded, her fingers curling into fists as she remembered the pain inflicted upon her by the man she had once considered a father. "I won't let revenge define me, Ethan. But justice must prevail. The man who cast me aside, who sold me like a pawn, he will answer for his sins."