Revenge Made Her Mine Novels & Stories

“She was screaming his name while he reamed her ass, begging for more. Then she called me boring, dumped me like trash to cover it up. And she screwed over you too, stealing James right under your nose.” Vanessa’s chest rose and fell faster, her nipples poking hard against the thin fabric of her dress. She looked pissed, but there was heat in her eyes, the kind that said she was getting turned on despite herself. God, she’s soaked already, I thought, seeing the way her body tensed. She hates Ruth as much as I do, and seeing her own ex balls-deep in Ruth’s ass has her thinking the dirtiest revenge possible. “I do hate her for it,” she admitted, her voice low and rough from the booze.

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

“My revenge on Marcus is only getting started. He humiliated me in front of the world. I will watch him fall from the height he thought he deserved, and I will do it standing beside the man he could never become.” She didn't care if she was going to be married to a man who was ten times older than her, he did this to her. He made her this cold. The world watched her fall. Now they will watch her rise as Mrs. Damien Voss. It was only a matter of time before he got used to the fact that she was getting married to his dearest daddy.

Shame flickered across his face, but his stance remained firm. I gritted my teeth and pulled back the bowstring once more. I didn't care about the child in her womb. Call me heartless, call me cruel—revenge was the only thing I had left. Then Griffith shouted, "The newly mined ironstone from Avalora Pack!" I stilled.

But now, that charm flitting in the wind seemed to slap me in the face. I ripped the good luck charm off the plant and lit it on fire before tossing it into the drain. "Mr. Leeds, when are you going to pay us the 300 dollars in compensation?" A familiar voice rang out from behind me. I turned and saw Yves, flanked by a group of workers, walking toward me like he was the king of the world. Steve shouted, "Yeah! How much money have you greedily made off of us over the years? Now, you can't even compensate us? What a dirty, rotten businessman you are!"

"Are you sure you're okay, ma'am?" "Yes, yes." I nodded quickly. "All I have to do is stand and wave like the trophy that I am." I forced a smile and walked out of the kitchen. A heavy feeling settled in my guts as I walked out. Anger? No, it's rage? I could hear the chuckling and laughter of Cherry and Lucien in the living room I approached. All I wanted was to make them feel an ounce of the pain I feel right now. I was nothing but loyal and faithful to them, yet this is what I get in return?

"Hi Kourtney, you remember me, it's Irene the same girl you always had chance to hit, abuse and vent your anger on, I guess there's a turn over, the tables has changed. You're on thr receiving end now" "Xavier would surely put you behind bars again and this time you would be there for a very long time" She spat on my face, I couldn't hold my anger, walking to the table, I picked up a sletch hammer, walking over to Kourtney, I ran the edge over her jaw, staring at her blood oozing out of her mouth was a beautiful sight out behold, remembering how many times I bled due to her abuse. Revenge is very sweet especially when it's for the right course. I quickly pulled the hem of her hair,

but I glared at him. "Whatever you did was for your good... not mine. This is what you wanted right? Your revenge, and you don't care about me, you don't care if you have to lie to me or even kidnap me or make me a mental patient and even fake marry me or trap me in your fake love again... you will do everything because all you care about is your revenge and that's it. I don't matter to you at all, no matter how much you have to hurt me, you will. So congratulations... you finally got your revenge..." I said and he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him and I slammed into him. Aiden's POV

"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