Revenge My Evil Bestie Novels & Stories

Ben hissed, his eyes filled with anxiety and fear. As the rain gradually stopped, Ben sat on the side of the road, his gaze fixed as he watched the rescuers carry out one charred body after another. Remorse and anger flooded his mind. With scarlet eyes, one person immediately came to his mind—Kingsley. "It must be him!" Ben's heart burned with rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll make him pay!" But then it occurred to Ben that he had lost everything, so what could he use to seek revenge on Kingsley? And Charlotte—it was all because of her!

Then, just before she sensed he was about to administer his final revenge, she thrust upward with both hands against his chest, toppling him off of her and following up her surprise attack. "All right, Mr. Jensen," she responded with a frightening menace that was slightly undermined by the ragged arousal in her voice. "I'm entitled to retribution, too! She began to unfasten the buttons of his shirt, her gaze firmly holding his as she fired questions at him. "Did you or did you not plot the seduction of this poor, vulnerable girl laying atop you who is now struggling for her rights?" Michael at first shook his head, his chest still heaving with laughter; nevertheless, in response to Estel's a

"that I will make sure your deaths are worse and painful." He dusted his clothes from the shoulders, forearms and knees and looked back in the front, at the dazed enemies who were giving him infuriated expressions, and completed his oath, "And that I will take revenge for every freaking amount of pain you made my sister and other cubs go through. You shall burn right here and now, assholes." The sniffles coming from Milan pumped his fueling up aggression. Intense power homed his body and with a long leap post a jump, Zander kicked the long haired guy in the face. That was called 'an eye for an eye'.

They might have thought that we were on our way to the wedding and they had thus set traps for us. But for now, I needed to get better before I started thinking about revenge. I was done with them walking all over me. The good girl was gone, thanks to them, and a new evil ‘Serena’ rises. I was a bird of prey and I was going to show them what ravens do to those who they want to destroy. No wonder I was a Vale. I was a raven and ravens are black and I was going to merge with nature and bring calamity to those who thought they could hurt me again and again without consequences. I was going to spread my wings and sweep them all.

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?

This disastrous and unfortunate battle has left a void in my soul, a void that can never be filled, except by revenge. l will make sure I avenge my fallen pack members, and until I have his head on a platter... Shit, I don’t even know his name. What a shame, I’m such a disgrace. How do I explain that I do not know the name of the evil beast that invaded my pack, and wreaked unimaginable havoc on my pack?

I stood up and wiped my tears as I looked at the handsome devil standing away from me and speaking to someone in a language I didn’t quite comprehend. I had only one thought in my mind. Oh my friend you don’t know what you are getting yourself into. You made the wrong decision Sean because you just made me desire revenge even more and I don't think after what happened today I will even be able to forgive you. It's like the old saying 'don't dig your own grave ' but I am sorry my friend, my bad, I meant enemy you have already dug it and now we need a body to fill the grave. I glanced towards the kitchen where he was but no one was there. I felt a presence behind me and looked at Sean, his hai

The man's loyalty extended only as far as his own ambition. A bitter smile touched my lips. He was so utterly, transparently predictable and that predictability was going to be his ruin. My revenge wouldn't just be about taking back my money, it would be about destroying them from the inside out, using their own greed and disloyalty as the tools of their destruction.

Well, I was always surrounded by guys since they were instrumental in our vengeance plotting, but I was not really interested in any of them. I recall from my childhood that I had to devote my time and energy to exercising and increasing my stamina on a daily basis. Boys were never only a source of disruption in our plans. I couldn't allow myself to be disturbed. All of a sudden, a hazy memory of my very first rejection came flooding back to me. “Kick harder, Av! How would you kill a bear with that kick? Harder!”

"Hmph. Those two old fossils don't like me, but now that I'm pregnant with Philip's pup, they have no choice but to help with our Marking Ceremony! "Once I become his mate, I'll make sure they regret everything." I frowned. I could not believe we were having our ceremonies on the same day. I sighed and stood up, ready to head into the hall early. I had no interest in running into ghosts from the past. Alas, fate was never kind that way. Just as I stepped out, I bumped into a drunken man. I tried to avoid him, but he grabbed my wrist tightly. "Grace? Is that you?"