Revenge Or Love Novels & Stories

Not to hatred, not to resentment and certainly not to grief. He leaned back slowly. He found himself trapped by love, his daughter's love. He had spent twenty seven years believing revenge would be simple. Find Edward Vale, destroy him by taking Sean and walk away. Life however had rewritten every plan. Now revenge carried a price and that price might be Shannon's happiness.

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

Serena sneered coldly, staring at the face she once loved so deeply. It had been love at first sight back then. But now, when she looked at him, her heart was calm—untouched, unshaken. The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies. The true opposite of love isn’t hate—it’s indifference. And that’s exactly what she felt for him now. No anger. No pain. Just silence. The Art of Revenge was never about rage—it was about letting go. She didn’t need to destroy them. Her joy was the masterpiece. And they would suffer, helplessly, watching her shine.

Marcus: *When are we moving on the government files? I stared at the message. Didn't respond. Outside Adrian's office, I could hear him on the phone. His voice steady. Professional. Trying to hold everything together. *"I don't remember pulling the trigger."* I looked at the closed laptop again. And for the first time since that night two years ago, I wondered if revenge was worth it. If destroying him would bring Aurora back. Or if it would just create two monsters instead of one. The cursor blinked. Waiting.

I loved the place since it makes me feel close to Marcus and it happens to be the last place I saw him. The glass of Scotch in my hand tasted better than it has in a while. I had to think of the best way to get my revenge on Two faced and hurting Arthur’s business was not part of it. He is a good man that got conned into thinking he has an angel for a daughter.

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

he declares with a coldness that chills my soul. I feel a lump in my throat and the weight of guilt crushing me. But I also feel the determination to continue on my path. Revenge is my destiny, and nothing and no one will stop me. I stand up with determination, take the bag Habbab left, and prepare to embark on a new chapter of my life, where hatred and thirst for justice will be my guide. Nothing matters more than completing my revenge against Çakir Erdoğan, even if it means losing the love of my grandsons. My thirst for revenge still burns deep within me, and I won't rest until Çakir pays for what he's done.

"Your Dad took everything from us and caused my father's death. We suffered a lot until now, and I promised to seek revenge. The sight of you every day makes me want to rip off your head and smash you against the wall. Each time you hug me, I scrub myself until I bleed. Each time you try to kiss me, I move away because I can't bear to kiss a disgusting mouth like yours. It satisfies me to see you so broken, like I've seen Cathy when our father passed away. It'll satisfy me more to see you dead." He spat, and Margarita involuntarily shivered. "I didn't do anything," she wept, shaking her head as she took several steps back. She never would have expected this turn of events. Everything was hap

I turned the gun at that evil man who was the root of all this but he just smirked and said, "Come on now I didn't kill your family he did so sweetheart let's keep the gun away from me what do you say?" "Wait so all this relationship was a lie? You never loved me, you just wanted revenge." This time a look of betrayal and realization passed through his eyes. "It was in the beginning but it was real finally but now, I don't know Sean." “Senorita please listen to me." "A melodramatic love story I am loving it I wish I had popcorn but it's fine I am still enjoying it." I tried to block all their voices and tried to decide on who and what to believe.

I truly believed my life was over when everything went dark, as if darkness had swallowed me whole, and I was stranded in a place of despair with no hope of rescue. At some point, I gradually regained consciousness and saw Brian hovering anxiously over me. A surge of rage exploded within me as I instinctively pushed him away, feeling a mixture of pain and fury. "They should pay for what they did to us," Nama declared with unwavering determination. Her words began to resonate more deeply within me, and doubt started to fade. I couldn't ignore the truth in her statement any longer. As I lay there, a renewed sense of resolve formed—I was beginning to believe that seeking revenge for what they d