Revenge Pranks Novels & Stories

"And so are you if you think your feelings matter in this, because it doesn't. Right now, you're a stupid twenty-three year old who peaked in college and has no prospects for the future. You should be grateful to me for giving you a future you could only dream of!" Brandon’s throat bobbed as he swallowed. Then he took a step forward. "You told me we were building something. That we would take back what was stolen from us. But this isn’t a strategy. It’s just pure revenge for you. You're not helping me secure my future, you just want to hurt your enemies." I studied him for a long moment. "Revenge is the purest form of strategy," I said finally. "It eliminates doubt and it forces action. And

Because as Brian made love to me that night, I knew that we were in this for the long term. I didn't regret pranking the wrong guy. It brought me to Brian. If not for the revenge plan, I would've never met the good boy of our high school. And to think it all started with a revenge plan gone wrong. Maybe we were just destined to have something between us. THE END

"You guys, what is even going on between you two? On other days, you two would be at each other's throats and these days, you two are like, I don't know, showing your half naked selves to each other and then being awkward afterwards. Should I expect you to pop out babies the next time?" "Shut up." "This is messed up. You should figure out what you want with him, Julie. Just don't react to him. Show that he doesn't affect you. That's the best kind of revenge you can get." "I can't!" I cried out. "I'm never going to do that. That's basically saying that I give up and I can't fight with you anymore. I'll never do that and give him the satisfaction of winning over me. I don't want him to feel th

Here it comes. “Why the fuck do they need us to be there?” Kylani asks. “We don’t even care about any of the shit they discuss. We never have.” Mykenzie adds. Oh, this is music to my ears. I just stand there with a smile on my face and watch the meltdowns start. It is glorious. I really shouldn’t enjoy this as much as I do, but I can’t help it. This is the one way I can get my sisters back for the pranks they played on me during the latest prank war. I have to get my revenge somehow. This way is safe and hilarious at the same time. They do this every time. It never gets old.

"Because of the Roth gang, I lost my little sister, Debbie. Because of your family, my mom and dad were hurt. Because of you all, my home was bombed. Because of you all, I've had to look over my shoulder every damn day, wondering what the fuck is next. Were those just pranks, Orla?" Her hand trembled against her reddened cheek. "How could you hit me?" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm a woman!" I smirked coldly. "It's just a prank, bro!" Her mouth opened, but no words came out. I sighed. "Ah, it doesn't matter anymore," I continued. "It's not going to end here for you anyway. My actual revenge on you starts now. Enjoy the last few moments of your real life."

he tapped the bridge of my nose. "You pranked me first you idiot for doing nothing. I didn't do anything to you!" "It's what I do, cupcake. I prank" "Of course it is. It's probably the only thing you ever do. Prank people for the sake of fun, to make yourself happy, putting a smile on your face but ruining other's reputations. I was fine before I met you, very fine and just because you noticed me, you decide it would be nice to ruin my life. Let me make this clear Dylan, once you prank someone, you ruin their reputation and it's fucking annoying. All you do is to sit down, think of how to apply sadness to a person's life and execute your dumb plan. Don't you have other things to do,l like th

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...!!!!'

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.

Using AI-generated photos and videos was actually my idea. I had someone tip Mira off on purpose. I pretended to be nervous and evasive, hoping she would blow things out of proportion. So, when the truth came out, everyone would know I had been framed, and my career wouldn’t be ruined. Second, stirring up her family’s attention made it easier to investigate Mira’s bullying. The reporters eventually exposed everything online. My innocence was finally proven. Many netizens who had once cursed me flooded my account with apologies. Hospitals that had previously rejected me now sent job offers.

I could feel his rage burning through the phone, even though he was miles away, like a heat wrapping around me. “They did this to you? You lost your leg for that bastard and they still mistreated you? I’m going to ruin them. I swear it.” “No!” I snapped, sitting upright, swiping tears off my cheeks. “No, Ric. That won’t be sweet enough. That’s not the best revenge.” There was silence. Then, quieter and more focused, he asked, “What do you want to do?” “I want to destroy them myself,” I said, voice calm, a dark certainty hardening inside me. “But not fast. Slowly. Gently. I want them to rot from the inside out.”