Revenge Isekai Manga Novels & Stories

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.

“And I’ve decided I don’t like the ending. So I’m rewriting it.” I didn't give him a chance to howl. I drove my knee into his gut, folding him in half, and before he could hit the ground, my hand was around his throat. I lifted him, his boots dangling a foot off the moss. He thrashed, his claws scratching uselessly at my forearms, his face turning a mottled purple. “You’re a footnote, Korgan,” I said, my voice devoid of emotion. “A ghost Zebub is going to keep waiting for until the day Amani rips her throat out.”

Thought Esmia never expected a perfect answer, she only wants to know the consideration before she attacks, nevertheless she will still attack even without the answer so even if he didn't respond, Esmia will still judge him no matter what the past they had. "I did, I consider that fact but milady did you forget? Your family killed my entire family, and I couldn't forget that day. It doesn't mean you offered your fathers head will not make you a saint! Your not a queen! Your just like your father who see's violence as entire entertainment." So he never forget, ah? Esmia's thoughts was left with the time she spent with him, only to be broken by some kind of a revenge. Revenge to what? What wil

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

Why should I remain good to people after that? Sophia's head fell. They are on the same boat. He's lucky he still has battalion of soldiers who are still submissive to him, his wealth is still there and his mother is fighting to live. What about her? Even her dignity is gone and that's why she hates herself for loving Justin. "You never told me about this. West, revenge is sweet, but it also has its consequences. If you hurt them, you will be no different from them, I think you should…"

she said as she turned and walked away. Nicholas felt his world crumble at his feet. No! This can't be it! This can't be the end! he thought as he screamed in fear at Jessica's retreating figure, "Please, Jessica, please, I beg of you, don't let me die." His words fell on deaf ears as Jessica walked out without even glancing back at him. Jessica smiled as she made her way to Justin's ward. Victory was hers at last. Revenge indeed was a dish best served cold.

Off course she would never do this to Den if the reverse was to be the case. “Wallowing now would do you nothing, Get yourself a good degree and a good man, if there is a need. I bet you darling, that is the perfect revenge plan.” Isabella blinked back she started at Anna for a minute before cleaning her teary eyes with the back of her palm. Isabella was going to affirm that she had a loving man already but she swallowed the thoughts immediately, suddenly reminded that Ignazio was not completely hers to enjoy. However. Anna was not wrong. The only Anna perfect revenge is to be better than who you used to be, for yourself firstly, then to the face of your traitor most especially.

Leo didn’t interrupt her, not even once. When she finished, he leaned forward, voice low. “You want revenge?” Isla looked up, eyes wet, voice steel. “Let’s bring them all down.” “One by one.” Isla wasn’t just a woman scorned. She was a mother who was wronged. And the world had no idea what she was capable of. At Least not yet. ---