Revenge Pranks Novels & Stories

My uncle warns him, I have never seen him so angry, not even the day he slapped me. "You know how you can torture a father? Through the children." Was Derya's answer. "For that reason I am using your son, for you to suffer and make your father suffer." She gives a mocking look to my grandfather. "You took it upon yourself to deprive me of all happiness, now I will do the same. I have planned my revenge for so many years, I could even lose count, but I don't, because every second since I left town, I have carried this pain with me, to attack you with it."

umm, harry you got ice cream on your face" "Where?" he is still oblivious to what's happening. "Umm here" I point towards his cheek and put some icecream on his cheeks and start laughing. "Har har, what are we, 12 ?" He says faking being offended so I decide to play along . "Well, one of us is" I say pointing to him. And then put some more icecream on his cheek. "Claire" he whines while I laugh. " Revenge is sweet ,don't you think?"

"But I beg you, don't do it. It's very dangerous. I don’t want to see you trapped in hatred that will bring no happiness." Cassandra fell silent for a moment. Although she knew how deeply Aunt Marie was worried, her heart was already filled with a firm resolve to avenge what Antonio had done to her. "I have to do it, Aunt. It’s the only way I can find peace. I can’t just forget what happened. I need to do this." Uncle Lionel, who had been sitting near the door, approached and sat next to Cassandra. "I agree with Aunt Marie," he said with a voice full of concern. "I know it’s hard, but seeking revenge will make your life more dangerous, Cassandra. You've suffered enough."

"I'm going to reactivate the little monkey." "Chris, don't worry. Let me finish my words." Emily stopped Chris from rushing out. He always acted maturely, and she didn't expect him to be so impulsive because of her. Emily felt warm in her heart. With Chris and Diane, her life was not just about revenge, and she wasn't overwhelmed by hatred anymore. Although she hated the unknown man for ruining her reputation, she was also grateful to him because he had brought Chris and Diane to her. "Chris, they can't bully me. I will fight back." Emily calmed Chris down and continued, "I want you to help me check their accounts. I know them well, it's impossible for them to do nothing."

“Amelia “ Williams called with his hands in his pocket . “If I were you will , I am going to run or even still kill myself because right now, I am more richer and have more power than you , I am back and this time I would not show any mercy , all those who had caused me pain would suffer “ “ if I were you Santiago, I would kill myself because what’s coming , I wouldn't be able to hold it . You don’t know when I would hit you so bad . When she finished speaking , she turned , she was satisfied with the lols that he had on . She wasn’t going to back down , this was just the beginning of her revenge , it was more like the tip of an iceberg.

The best part of these pranks were . Nobody ever knew it was me . Because i take my revenge when they least expect it . "Today was total fun....." Peach exclaimed "I know " I reply "Alright see ya tomorrow "she waves at me and i smiled "Bye bitches ....and ...Anna ... you are officially my favourite human being " Amber said I laughed . "Ok bye bye ..."Natalie said . We hugged as separated towards our way . While walking i felt a uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach ..

After three years of being poked and humiliated at every turn, three years of being ridiculed and branded a slut for something I didn’t even do, I finally snap. I grab the steel mug of steaming hot coffee from underneath the coffee machine and hurl it at Blondie. The boiling steam from the liquid swishes as it makes contact with her face. A second later, her screams fill the air. She’s flaying her arms and bouncing on the heels of her feet. Her friends flock around her like nasty little roaches. The shop is filled with chaos for a moment and in that moment, I feel satiated. Thrilled to have finally exerted some sort of revenge on my bullies.

I hated them with every fiber of my being. I wasn't just going to sit back and watch their stupid love blossom. I had to get my revenge for their sick prank!

"Everything would've panned out right, Bel. It worked in my favour. I didn't want you to be around when I met Adrian." "That's the thing. I'm not meant to be a tool in your plan. It should be 'our' plan. You didn't even tell me Diavolo was there." "He was. Far across the hall, amongst the VIPs." Inhaling deeply, I pushed back my anger, a hollow feeling that I was now familiar with, taking over me. Being tossed around in this revenge game was becoming exhausting yet I had no choice. There was no use hashing it out. "Okay. Let's forget about what you did." I dismissed, turning to address the newest information.

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.