Revenge Novels & Stories

“If I were in your place, I would have a breakdown like you first so that I can get every ounce of feelings for those people out of my chest, and then the next day, I would come back stronger than ever and plan a revenge. I would make sure they pay back ten times more than what they did to me.” “Revenge? You really would take revenge?” I asked curiously. He shrugged his shoulders. “Why not? Those who mess with me, get their lives messed up in return. I believe in tit-for-tat.” “You are right,” I muttered under my breath as I nodded, a fire of vengeance burning within me.

For that reason, I press through the hours of the day and night until she returns. Revenge, on the other hand, is a gift. Something to distract me with. I want to make sure he suffers because of what he did to my mate. It’s a little pot kettle for sure, but I’m going to take every ounce of shame I feel about my situation and punish him for it.

I stumbled back, my legs shaky and useless, trying not to be overcome by panic. The sound of gunfire echoed through the pier, each shot louder than the last. Both moved with deadly precision, dodging and firing without hesitation, as if pure rage guided them. Every time Masato pulled the trigger, his face lit up with pure hatred. Thomas responded with equal fervor, both blinded by the need for vengeance.

he walked towards her, making her realise she spoke the words out aloud, his reply confused her even more leaving her frustrated with no answers “Revenge.” “It can turn the most righteous man to the villain, it can ruin lives just like I will ruin yours, darling.”

Then again, it is not possible because by now, Summer could have picked that up. "Revenge Wolfie. Revenge is my driving force. The faces of each one of them are engraved on my soul. My only purpose is to inflict a pain a thousandfold more than they ever inflicted on me before I kill them. I want to break them beyond repair. I want all of them to beg for death but I will not grant it to them. Their deaths will be slow and agonizingly painful. And I will be the one to send them back to the depth of hell where they belong."

“What makes for good revenge?” His need to express himself overrode his initial desire for silence, and without waiting for her response, he continued, “is revenge even worth it if it doesn’t bring lasting satisfaction?” His gaze locked onto hers, his thoughts spilling out. “I’m thinking true victory lies not in retaliation, but in transformation. It’s about turning adversity into opportunity, emerging stronger, wiser, and more resilient..”

His jaw tightened, and a muscle twitched in his cheek. He stared at the photo, his eyes searing, ready to explode any second. The easy-going demeanour he'd displayed earlier vanished, replaced by a hardened resolve. How could Matthew have done this? He had dreamt about this day every day for the past five years. The day he'd take revenge on the man who took his entire family away from him. He couldn't wait... he was going to— "I'm not handing him over." Adonis burst his bubble, his voice hard.

I remember the time, this room was ambushed as a payback cuz I shaved off some dickhead's head as revenge for cheating on my friend and later I broke his arm for another revenge. I always believe in paybacks and revenge cuz the satisfaction is so unreal. The feeling of beating someone who did you wrong and hear all those cracks is extremely satisfactory. I have also wanted to kill someone like I don't know but how cool would that be? If not kill, I at least want to shoot someone so that I don't die with any regrets. Not that I would kill someone innocent- pfft are you crazy? I would kill someone w

For them to cry blood? Ansif caressed her back silently. His action surprised him. But he let it leave. After few minutes, Simran pulled away and said “ You have not completed your revenge yet. Do the same thing my brother did with Aliyah , throw me on road like he did” Ansif watched her in shock. How could she say something like that. Though he thought of doing something like that a the beginning, he could never do that, it is against his morals.

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.