Revenge Novels Romance Novels & Stories

"Are you sure about this? Really sure? Because once we're married, once we've turned over the evidence, there's no going back." "I've never been more sure of anything." Damien turned to face her. "But I need to know something. If this all works out—if Vincent and my father both go to prison, if the company survives, if you get immunity—what then? What do you want?" Isabella had been asking herself the same question all night. What did she want? The revenge she'd craved for three years would be satisfied, but not in the way she'd imagined. Justice instead of destruction. Truth instead of schemes. And Damien—damaged, forgiving, impossible Damien—offering her a future she'd never let herself im

She went there to take her revenge " Laura replied. "Revenge? How? Maureen asked, confused. "I don't know, " Laura replied. "She needs to come back. I didn't ask her to take revenge for me.You're going to give me her new number and I'm calling her right now " Maureen said. "I won't, " Lauren replied. "You will," Maureen said and forcefully collected her phone. Laura wanted to fight back but because Maureen was older than her and because she respected her, she let her be.

Irene sighed before making an attempting to answer the question, "I am sorry, I have heard such word before, but I don't you can ever live without Loving. Love is a sweet thing. It even matters to you most especially. You haven't turn to wolf, then who knows maybe falling in love, thinking about his nude would make you shift just immediately." " I am not a kids, darling. I know but nothing to think about his heaven smelling body, I am sorry. I want you to go and tell him, if he wanna fuck and ruin My life more. Let him come. I'll open my legs for him to rape me again. Until if he gets better and good for him. I don't care about him again." Ruby replied. Ruby had never spoken this way before,

This man and his father had shown me cruelty. “Yes, the same way you forcefully penetrated me at the age of thirteen. The same way your father’s silver bullet penetrated my parents' bodies, tearing their skin most painfully. That same way!” I couldn't see my face but I knew it was cold as hell. My anger had simmered, I was deeply angry and soaked with revenge. “Read my lips, Arden. One day, I will revenge against you and your father and you both will smell death in the most painful way known to man!” I promised, our eyes met when I made this promise.

They looked like they were trying to kiss but something was keeping them from doing so. It seemed ironic that Layla would be reading a romance novel when she seemed like the last person on earth who wanted to fall in love. It was also ironic that she was stuck in a harem for a man that seemed revolted by affection. Rebecca looked away. She went to rub her face to alleviate some of the burning, but she remembered she was wearing makeup just before she was about to mess up Yasmine’s hard work. She lowered her hand and clenched the dress’s fabric in her fists.

And I felt something rising in my chest that was enormous and burning and had nowhere to go, and I didn't try to contain it. "I want to destroy them," I said. "Every single one of them. I want —" "Ivonne," Thorin said sharply. "Stop. Look at me." I couldn't look at him. I could only look at Seraphina, who was watching me with those steady, ancient eyes, and I said, "How do I get revenge? Tell me. Whatever it takes." "Ivonne, don't —" Thorin started. "Tell me," I said again, directly to the girl.

“What do they want in return?” “The Ravens want revenge against the Blue Hawks, just like I do. They’re going to use this opportunity to weaken Thomas and his gang, but also to strengthen their own power in the underworld. After that, they’ll leave us alone, at least for now.” He paused, watching me closely. “This alliance is dangerous, but it was the only way to reach you without condemning us both.” A wave of relief washed over me, but also a new surge of fear. The gang wars, temporary alliances, and hidden betrayals reminded me that peace was a fleeting illusion, something that never lasted long in this world.

“You were being deceived for so long. Talking you out of it wouldn't have convinced you so it was good you saw it for yourself.” “What do you want from me?” I asked. “You're the cousin of the man who just left me to die after cheating on me, I know you're not here to offer your sympathy,” I added and his lips curved just slightly to reveal a dangerous smile. “You're smart. I like that. I do want something from you. And it's not difficult. At all.” Ethan said, his eyes fixed on me and I blinked in confusion. “What do you want?” “Revenge.”

And on this storm, there were two tragedy-weary and blood-sister women scheming against their vengeance. No daughters anymore. No victims anymore. Revenge of the man who first loved them.

My breath immediately caught in my throat as the electric eyes flickered over me, and a second later, recognition set in them. "If it isn't Victor Kane’s little whore of a wife," his mouth pulled into a humorless smile. Cold washed through me immediately, replacing the heat from being so close to him. I flinched away from his hold at his crass words, even though they were true. I had never personally met Mr. Wolfe but I had heard my hus- I mean, Ex husband- talk about him severally. From how Victor had spoken about him with unconcealed disgust and hatred, I'd expected him to be another fat, hideous man not the adonis that stood before me. The rivalry between the two men was legendary, and