Revenge My Evil Bestie Novels & Stories

"Chase, this is your last chance to insult me. Once I make my comeback, I'll never let you stand anywhere near me again." In my previous life, I helped Evonne stage such a glorious comeback, yet she still found me disgusting and thought I was an insult to her. It was not just being anywhere near her, she didn't even give me a chance to exist. This time, without me, I would wait and see how she would ever rise again.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

RHONDA Malcolm walked into the room, his eyes fixed on my neck. “How? I thought...” “My wolf is back,” I quickly told him. “When?” he asked curiously. “When this motherfucker tried to take advantage of me,” I nodded towards the unconscious man on the floor. The rage blazing through Malcolm’s eyes intensified as he marched over and used one hand to pick him up. “He better hope that he is dead, else I would give him the most brutal death ever known!” he growled as he slapped his face repeatedly to wake him up.

Usually, I attempt to hold back this strong desire, but at this moment, this irresistible force has control over me. Without hesitation, I launched an attack on Vienna. My long claws were like sharp knives, effortlessly slicing through her skin and fur, revealing my overwhelming thirst for revenge. The pursuit of revenge can truly transform someone into a powerful fighter. Before she could mount a defence, I seized her neck in my jaws, swiftly piercing her flesh with my teeth. I experienced the sensation of her blood trickling, moistening her furry neck, and even the taste of her blood touched my tongue. Her painful cries for mercy only made me feel more satisfied, a strange satisfaction tha

"A bold accusation. He was your project, wasn't he? You're the one who made him." "I raised a dog that bites its master," I said coldly. "Now, I'm going to put him down myself." "And how do you plan to do that?" "I'm turning my wedding into his execution," I said, my voice calm but laced with venom. "I will try him and sentence him in front of every family. I want everyone to see what happens when you betray the Morettis." "And for that, Don Falcone, I need your help," I said, looking him directly in the eye.

He tilted his head to look at my hands before he locked his eyes with mine. “I have a proposition. Hear me out please.” I begged. “You have ten seconds to say whatever you want to say.” “I know you want revenge on Evans. I want revenge too.” My eyes searched for that soft part of him. He was trying hard to mask it but I know that part is there. “I want to strike Evans back.” I went on my knees to beg. I was desperate. Pride wasn’t going to help me now. Kneeling wasn't a problem. “There’s only one person who can help me get revenge. That person is you.”

Evie mused, while I shrugged. "What's done is done. We can't change it, but I'll certainly make him regret everything he's done. That's a promise," I declared earnestly, feeling a surge of determination that almost led me back to the mansion to confront him head-on. "Uh, you don't mean physically, do you? You've never trained in your life. Sure, you work out, but actual training?" Evie interjected, giving me a pointed look. "Stop trying to dampen my desire for revenge. It won't work. I don't care that he's our mate because he certainly doesn't. I'll ruin his life without a second thought," I fumed, fists clenched.

Maybe we need some damage control online" Axel suggested. "Let me deck that dude, Ev!" Owen's jaw clenched and a dangerous glint entered his eyes. He muttered through gritted teeth. Eva shook her head, a playful glint in her eyes. "Revenge isn't my style" Eva smirked. "No need to worry, Eva reassured them a resolute glint in her eyes. "I won't stoop to his level but Xian will learn from his actions." Eva plotted her revenge in the gleaming sheen of the freshly painted Bugatti Veyron. The once familiar car was now a shocking shade of pink, a bold statement that roared louder than any engine.

Since then she has again disappeared. The more I thought about it, my heart and mind agreed that we should forgive Badar. But not before we have some fun. Let him think that I haven't forgiven him yet. Let him struggle to get me to forgive him. Let him feel the pain that I felt. Let me get some revenge for what he did to me. Well not harmful revenge but little harmless revenge. **Badar's pov**