Revenge Made Her Mine Novels & Stories

“He replaced you without a second thought, even before your marriage ended. And I bet that still eats at you.” I hated that he was right. I hated that Sebastian had disrespected me in the worst possible way and I let it roll off my back like it was nothing. “Don’t you want to finally see him get what he deserves? I know you want to get your revenge, Iris. I can help you.” I was stunned, unable to speak. He was right. Everything Maverick said was right. I wanted my revenge. I wanted to see Sebastian suffer. Maverick stretched his hand out to me, pulling me up and close to him. Confidence rolled off him in waves. He knew what he wanted, and he knew how to get it.

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”

"Everything would've panned out right, Bel. It worked in my favour. I didn't want you to be around when I met Adrian." "That's the thing. I'm not meant to be a tool in your plan. It should be 'our' plan. You didn't even tell me Diavolo was there." "He was. Far across the hall, amongst the VIPs." Inhaling deeply, I pushed back my anger, a hollow feeling that I was now familiar with, taking over me. Being tossed around in this revenge game was becoming exhausting yet I had no choice. There was no use hashing it out. "Okay. Let's forget about what you did." I dismissed, turning to address the newest information.

That I would wither away in the silence you left me in? No. I had a feeling — no, a certainty that our paths would cross again very soon. And when they did, you wouldn’t find the same woman you knew before. You wouldn’t see the same Lauren Darrow who bent, who compromised, who gave more than she ever received. The next time you saw me, I would be different. Stronger. Sharper. A woman forged in betrayal and rebuilt with fire in her veins. And when that moment came, I would look you in the eye and tell you, with no hesitation, that I would bring you down. Piece by piece.

Because she was never mine to want. Because she belonged to someone else, and now that my foolish nephew has fumbled, I finally have her to myself. My grip tightens against her thigh, and I keep my expression neutral, even as something darker settles beneath it, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants at the mere thought of this woman. I’ll give her what she wants. Every bit of it. The revenge over Adrian, the control, and the fall she so desperately wants. And when it’s over, she won’t even think of leaving me.

She still found me in the crowd. And inside my mind her voice said faintly Clear.nCold. Sharp. “Make sure to get our revenge Sapphire.”

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!

“You will pay for this. I swear!” Nobody listened to him. A wealthy high-society billionaire getting violently face-slapped by a glamorous girl was pure internet gold. People were already typing captions, hitting the upload buttons, and sending the footage straight to the city’s gossip blogs. Casey stood firmly in front of Anika, her chest heaving as she smoothed down her top, looking like a fierce protector. She glared down at the trembling Lark with absolute disdain. "If you ever raise your pathetic hand against her again, I will have Vanguard's security team permanently erase you from this city, you loser. Get out of our building."