Revenge Novels Novels & Stories

“I’m not my parents, Jack. Whatever you think you have against them has nothing to do with me.” Grudgingly, I had to admit she wasn’t wrong. She wasn’t at fault for the sins of her parents. But that didn’t change the fact that I wanted revenge, that I needed it. Her family had taken everything from me. Her mother’s manipulations had started a war, a war that ended with my parents dead and my home destroyed. I had lost everything—my family, my pack, my inheritance. I had come to Crimson to get payback, to take what was mine. And in the process, I had met Kate.

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?

“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.”

"What do you mean?" "Revenge changes people, cara. I've seen it. Good people do terrible things in the name of justice, and then one day they look in the mirror and don't recognize themselves." His thumb brushed my cheek. "Don't lose yourself to this. Elena wouldn't want that.” "Elena's dead because of him." "Is she?" The question hung in the air. "Are you certain of that?" Before I could respond, he was already moving again, leading me toward the doors.

The bathroom had expensive products arranged in order. The study room was where I found her. The desk was large and covered in papers that had been there before the accident, exactly as she had left them. Books on the shelves, business and law, but also history, also philosophy. And on the desk, half-hidden under a legal document, a single notebook. I picked it up carefully. It was filled with Vivienne's handwriting. I did not read it all. But I read enough to understand that Vivian Salvatore had been angry.

Revenge is a poisonous rage that would keep on spreading till it kills everyone. The solution now was to get to the truth that way when they do defeat Roman they won't still come for a fight. Many gangs would get into fights but when the fight ended so did their wrath for each other. They would just accept the stronger one to continue living, but with the Smirnov's gang and Ivanov's gang, it was like a history that could only be closed by learning about chapter one. What did happen?

Words of confidence and assurance of winning being thrown at him. THEME OF REVENGE Theme of revenge is a back up theme of Good vs Evil. Either evil came back as revenge for what those claiming to be good did sometime in the last or good returned to revenge for what evil did sometime in the past. Most of the characters although didn't live to exert their revenge, characters like Silva or Hilda.

Because I can never have everything in life but nobody says that I can't have my revenge on people who used me. I am Ann hamburger, a self independent woman and not sex addict, and I am back to get my revenge on everyone who used me. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Like I said, I am going to write a book2. Update might start tommorow. Get ready for a revenge love story of miss Ann hamburger, with a lots of steamy scene....

"Be careful what you wish for, mortal. Vengeance comes at a price." "I don't care," Carmen said, her fists clenched. She couldn't care less about some sick price awaiting her. She had already died once, so what other 'price' was greater than death itself? "They took everything from me. I want them to feel what I felt. I want them to suffer." Nyx extended a hand, her long fingers glowing faintly. "Then rise, Carmen. Rise as the herald of the night. Your vengeance will be your strength, and your fury will be your weapon. But remember-once you begin this path, there is no return."

I murmured over my shoulder. I stepped out of the study and closed the door behind me. Only then did I allow myself the luxury of a smile. He had no idea, none of them did. They had just let in the woman who would end their lives, and Jason in particular was the one I was saving for last. Jason was the one who would taste the full extent of my revenge. He was the one who would bleed the longest. I would not give him death’s mercy. No. I would hollow him out from the inside day by day, until his own reflection repulsed him. I would kill his mind until sleep became terror and waking became worse.