Revenge Made Her Mine Novels & Stories

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.

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?”

I wonder what made you think that you could live a happy life. How could you be so brazen to think that you deserve anything other than misery in your life. Who do you think you are to deserve that? “Let me call her.” she stepped out to make the call as I sat there waiting. They said revenge is a dish best served cold and I fully agree with that statement.

“Revenge.” ‎

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 pain. Resolve. Revenge. I'd get back at her.. She started this. I’ll finish it.

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.”

PROLOGUE They say revenge is a dish best served cold. They’re wrong. Revenge is a nine-year plan executed in Louboutins and a smile that never reaches your eyes. It’s watching your ex-husband’s empire crumble while yours rises like a phoenix built from the ashes of every tear you cried alone. It’s standing in front of cameras with your son, the child they tried to steal from you, and watching the world finally see the truth. I got my revenge. I won.

There was no way she could, no matter the stunts she played. My Revenge was still on. I wasn’t stopping that for anything in the world. I had to get back at James for what he did to my mother and my sister. But Sage wasn’t making it easy. This was supposed to be the easiest thing. I must admit, seeing her march into my office furious in those hot legs unmade me that instant.