Revenge Of Night Novels & Stories

The late-night session had pushed the hate-flirting into dangerous new territory but with every sharp exchange and every heated rejection, I reinforced my revenge mindset deeper. I touched my stomach lightly, remembering the child I had lost. They will pay, I whispered silently. Every Blackthorn. Every last one of them. The power struggle was escalating and I was more determined than ever to emerge victorious, no matter how badly my reborn body burned for the enemy.

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

"I will call your friends now." "Thank you," Athena said as the nurse left her room, and she let out a sigh of relief. When the doctor asked if she remembered anything, she had to lie because she didn't know if she could trust them. She remembered everything, from when she climbed up to the roof, the argument between her and Dylan, and him pushing her off the roof when things got physical. A frown formed on her face as she remembered her dream. Her promise to get revenge played in her head, those who hurt her were going to pay dearly; she was going to make them all beg for mercy.

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

Bruce asked further " I thought you said you were pure!" Shaw stressed " Fine! Am not! Am harbouring a revenge in me!" Jasper spilled out angrily " Revenge!" Bruce muttered "Revenge for what? Why?" Shaw added "My sister was raped and killed by my close friends and I have to avenge her death!" Jasper raised his voice angrily " Urn" Bruce and shaw was shocked as they felt annoyed instantly "That's why your eyes were red!" Shaw added " What do you mean?" Jasper asked curiously

The memory of her baby's innocent face, cold and lifeless in her arms, gave her strength she had never known before. As she stood there, a lone figure against the backdrop of the moon, Aline's vow of revenge echoed through the clearing. The winds carried her determination, her pain, and her newfound power – a power that would soon shake the foundations of the very pack that had underestimated her for far too long.

The storm outside reflected the storm inside him, and neither would stop until he had claimed his vengeance. He stepped out of his office and into the night, the weight of what he had to do hanging over him like a shadow. Adrian had made a mistake. He had thought he could control everything, but now Nicholas would show him just how wrong he was. Adrian might have the power, but Nicholas had something far more dangerous—an unrelenting thirst for revenge. And once he started this fight, there would be no going back. The game was just beginning.

But she had something stronger now—memory, experience, and fire. Tonight, the first pieces of her revenge would move. And the game of survival, power, and vengeance had only just begun. ,

“Even if the world blames me, even if it’s impossible.” His lips brushed mine, soft, almost reverent. “And I’ll protect you,” he said. “Even if it kills me.” --- The Road to Revenge By nightfall, Nicholas had already mobilized his men, tracking every trace of Damien’s betrayal. I stayed in the study, bandaged and weary, watching as he transformed from the man cradling me moments ago into the ruthless heir to the Rhodes empire. The contrast was jarring—softness for me, lethal precision for anyone who dared cross him.

My dark hair was tousled just enough to hint at the chaos I unleashed in private, and my tailored shirt clung to my rippling muscles, unbuttoned at the collar to reveal the tattoos snaking across my chest—reminders of a wilder youth before I clawed my way to the top of Voss Enterprises. I sipped my scotch, the burn sliding down my throat like liquid fire, matching the heat building in my veins. Tonight was about revenge, wrapped in the sweetest, sluttiest package: Isabella Moreno, the stunning wife of my most hated rival, Victor Reyes. That slimy bastard from Reyes Corp had tried to undercut me in the latest merger, leaking false rumors to the press about my "unstable leadership." I'd crushe