Revenge Romance Novels & Stories

I reminded her. “Oh! That was before. That was long before I realized I don’t need revenge to win. I just need to be better and I am. To hell with him!” she answered and I scoffed. “Are you serious? Gabriel ruined you. He took everything from you, and you’re just going to let him walk away?" I was talking as if I didn't also ruin her but all these were just part of the little game I was playing. "I already won, Isabella. And I didn’t have to sink to his level to do it. He will definitely learn the hard way,” she said and I laughed, shaking my head.

"He is. He is blinded by his sick need for revenge. He used you, Kayla. He married you just to punish your family.. The moment he got bored he threw you away like trash. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone who actually sees you." A heavy sob escaped her throat. She covered her face with her trembling hands. She didn't speak again for the rest of the drive. She just cried quietly into the cashmere blanket. Her heart was breaking into pieces next to me.. With every tear she shed for my brother I felt a twisted sense of victory. The angrier she was at Dante the closer she would get to me. Twenty minutes later I pulled into the garage of my luxury high-rise. The security guard bowed his

In his heart, he desperately craves the type of love the author writes about. “ Someone is In love.” Alice teased. “In love with her books? Yes. Double sided revenge is the latest book. It's a book on romance driven by revenge. Dark romance.” Sehun added. He removed his jacket and folded it nearly before he placed it on a side of the wide blanket.

His expression immediately changed to worry in between surprise. "No need for revenge?" he asked. "Really?" Arleena's laugh escaped. "No, it's not that there's no need for revenge, but... you don't need to help me." While Gabriel frowned, Arleena smiled a knowing smile. There was something implied by the look in his eyes that looked at the drink with a glance. "I know what's the right way to repay that jerk," Arleena said confidently. Gabriel looked at Arleena, both wondering and impatient. But because Syerin said that with a confident tone, Gabriel knew: he didn't need to doubt Arleena.

“And now that fate has thrown you this… unexpected plot twist, are you trying to rewrite the ending between you two? Hoping for a second chance at love?” Ryan didn’t respond at first. He turned toward the window, watching as the city glowed beneath him. His fingers tightened around the stress ball. Then, with a bitter scoff, he said, “No, Seb. I’m not gunning for a second chance at love with Adina.” His voice was calm. Controlled. “I want revenge.” Sebastian arched his brow. “Revenge?” His tone was incredulous. Ryan’s lips curled into a devilish smirk. “Yes. Revenge. And I’m going to get it.”

The blood on his face had already been washed away, leaving him staring blankly into nothing. "Ice," Andrew called softly, walking to stand beside him. Axel didn’t move. Andrew tried to see what Axel was staring at, but all he could make out was the the distant city lights. "Maybe a stupid question… but how do you feel?" Yes, he had finally taken revenge. But that still didn't change him. He was still cold and distant. It didn't really heal him. A small, misty breath escaped Axel. That tiny sign said more than words ever could.

--- In the car, I stared out the window, my eyes fixed on the road. His hand gripped the wheel tightly, veins stretched under his skin. “We’ll meet some other time, Stevie. Not now,” he said into his phone. His tone was low, cold. And with every mile the car pushed forward, his speed only increased— matching the storm that clearly brewed behind his eyes. This man wasn’t capable of love. He could never be, Not for me. Not for anyone. His heart was too far gone—consumed by hate, bitterness, and a thirst for revenge that would eventually destroy me too.

Dante POV Isabella made good of her word. She really was addicting. I hadn’t gotten that much enjoyment out of a woman before. The sex was good, but once I was finished, the drive was usually gone. I was a man with needs, so lots of sex was a part of my life. But it wasn’t ever with the same person until now. I fucked her once, but immediately afterward, I wanted her again. I told myself that my obsession came from the context of the situation. She was the daughter of my mortal enemy and stuffing my come between her legs felt forbidden and felt like a form of revenge and a way to get off without actually killing her.

“Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.” Dante’s entire body froze. “What?” Victor’s gaze slowly darkened. “And Peter will do the same thing to you.” Dante’s breathing immediately grew heavier. “I don’t care about that anymore,” Dante muttered quietly. Victor smirked faintly. “You can keep denying it.” The older man stared directly into Dante’s eyes now. And slowly— Dante’s anger began mixing with something far worse. Confusion. “What exactly do you know?” Dante demanded sharply.

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.