Revenge Romance Novels & Stories

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.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

Scarlett could do whatever the fuck she wanted to do with Kendall or whatever, because it didn't even matter as long as she was legally married to me and her dumb father had to wake up every morning to remember that his daughter was in the hands of a sick guy like me. That was all that mattered anyways. The revenge plan. I'd spent so many years planning and perfecting it for Isabella, I couldn't let some stupid chick ruin all that just like that. I liked to think she wasn't all that special, she wasn't even my traditional type. I just probably only wanted her so badly because I knew she was off limits. Right? I'd watched some dramatic romance dramas and read a few romance novels and all the

He tears his gaze away from mine, knowing how hard I might accept that. Imagine living all my life to lay hands on someone’s descendant and I did only for things to turn south. How do I avenge my mother? I don’t speak my thoughts aloud but I’m certain Stalin understands the reason for my silence. “Sometimes , Dima. Revenge isn’t the way out. Sometimes we don’t get the closure we need through revenge. Maybe life presented Dawn to you so you can get your closure through your love for her. For a man like you that doesn’t love to fall so deep in love with a girl like Dawn. It’s not a mistake. It’s real. Accepting Dawn might be the closure you need.”

She raised her head to look at Vincenzo. "In? I hope you know the deal... Or rather let me spell it out for you. I will help you get revenge and you will give me your body... Anytime, anywhere," Vincenzo said, smiling faintly. He knew she would surely come back. He had seen so many people do all they can to get revenge on those who offends them. Even if he had decided to help her with a condition, it was to their benefit. He would gain as much as she would gain too.

I knew he was right but I didn't want to accept Dominic leaned in, close enough for me to feel the heat of his breath near my cheek. “I’m not just offering revenge,” he said, voice quiet and dangerous. “I’m offering resurrection, Ava. You have nothing left so this is your chance to have it all back and rise like the queen you are.”

"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.

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.

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?