Revenge Made Her Mine Novels & Stories

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) - Written by Authoress Marygold_slessor - 📌Do No Copy/plagiarise📌 Chapter Nineteen (19)

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

"Then I'm going to start from scratch. I'm going to build my way up and make sure I get my revenge. I'm not just going to sit around and wait for them to catch me again while nursing their betrayal." She sighed. "Fine. What are you planning to do?”

They said revenge is a dish best served cold and I fully agree with that statement. Sometimes one needs to wait for the right time to get their revenge. Just as I did with Olivia, making her think that she has won and that everything in her life is going according to plan. Then I would appear and hit her where it hurts the most. She didn’t really know what I was capable of and what I was willing to do to get what I wanted.

After barely surviving my exile term and returning to the pack, I saw something impossible at the border. Scarlett—who had been declared dead—stood there holding Marcus's hand. Beside them was a young boy who looked exactly like Marcus. They were boarding a private jet to the Maldives, clearly a happy family enjoying life with my inheritance. All the questions that had haunted me for fifteen years became crystal clear in that moment. Rage erupted inside me and I confronted the woman who had destroyed my life. Instead, Scarlett and Marcus together pushed me into the silver detention pit. The burning sensation of silver liquid flooding my nostrils felt like it had never left.

Not after ten. She stayed curled on the floor until her body trembled with cold, her skin was soaked to the bone, her fingers wrinkled and pale. Her eyes, red and swollen from crying, felt like they could barely stay open. Thirty minutes passed before she dragged herself up, wrapped in a towel, and faced the mirror. Then the figure appeared behind the glass, eyes glinting. “You’re so pretty,” it murmured. “And he still cheated. You gave him everything. You helped her rise. And how did she repay you? She stabbed you in the back.”

My hand drifts down between my legs, not to touch, just to feel the heat still lingering there, the faint throb that says he was inside me hours ago. I close my eyes. And the question slips in quiet, like it’s been waiting for him to leave. “Am I still doing this for revenge?” The words feel small in the empty room. I open my eyes, stare at the ceiling. Revenge used to feel sharp. Clean. Like a blade I could hold up and see my reflection in—twisted, angry, justified. I wanted to take him from her. Wanted to watch her face when she realized her perfect billionaire husband was fucking her daughter instead.

he said, ignoring her jab and maintaining his calm. “Get out, Sebastian, or I swear I’ll call the police!” she threatened, her voice cold and steady. “I’m not leaving without you,” he said firmly, his resolve unshakable. Kaira’s anger burned hotter. “What more do you want from me? Haven’t you done enough? You’ve already destroyed my family. Do you need my life too to feel satisfied?” Her voice cracked, tears streaming down her face. “Destroyed your family?” Sebastian snapped, his patience wearing thin. “You wanted revenge just as much as I did, Kaira. Don’t act like I manipulated you into it!”

This had been her favorite breakfast, it almost tasted just the way she liked to make it and all of a sudden I felt sad and I quickly lost appetite for the food. My sadness turned into anger as quickly as it came and it was all directed at Jacob. I had still not forgiven him for what he did to me and I felt I still needed to face him to have my revenge before I could finally let it all go. I was aware of the love he still has for me and I decided I would use that to my advantage against him.