Revenge Made Her Mine Novels & Stories

"For now, it is time. Time to put your revenge into your own hands, time to reclaim everything they stole from you, your legacy, your name, your future, and perhaps, even uncover the truth about your past." He turned to leave, dismissing the maids with a nod, leaving me alone once more with the dresses, I turned and looked at my reflection in the mirror, the old Chiara was dead, yes. But Viviana Marino? Viviana Marino was about to be born, and her first act would be to tear down the world of those who had wronged her, brick by carefully placed brick. Tonight, the game began.

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.”

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!”

“Because I needed to heal. And staying would have broken me more.” I swallowed. “You could have written. Called. Anything.” “And what would I have said, Damien? Thank you for putting me back together, but I’m still shattered inside?” I closed my eyes for a second. She always had a way of getting straight to the bone. “So,” I said, after a beat, “why are you back?” She didn’t hesitate. “For revenge.” I stared at her. “He took everything from me,” she whispered. “My name. My face. My future. So now I’ll take everything from him.”