Revenge Romance Novels & Stories

he grumbles, "but what intrigues me now is why you changed your mind. Instead of just pretending to be lovers, you also want to marry me? You say it’s so I can silence the rumors about my sexuality, but honestly, that shouldn’t matter to you since we’re not close. What do you gain from marrying me?" "It’s very simple. Today I found out that Oliver and his lover are expecting a baby, and that during the company’s anniversary event, he plans to ask me for a divorce and announce her pregnancy. I think the best revenge I can take is to make him believe I also cheated—and that I’ve fallen in love with someone else. And who better than you, his number one enemy?" I confess the plan I began forming

I said bitterly. “As if I’d ever want to again.” Valerie snorted. “Let him choke on his guilt. You don’t need him. Or your selfish father.” The burn grounding me as I I took a slow sip of the brandy, I didn’t know what tomorrow held. But tonight, I was with someone who cared. And maybe—just maybe—that was the first step toward healing. And maybe—just maybe—it was also the first step toward revenge. Just as I close my eyes to rest my head on the bar table, Valerie's phone buzzes. She glances at the screen and freezes. "What is it?" I ask curiously, lifting my head slowly.

"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

I need him to believe he got away with it. Step four is the one that makes me feel something I am not entirely proud of but also not sorry about. Step four is the part where Vivienne Callahan finds out that consequences exist. I close the laptop at midnight and go back to bed. I sleep better than I have in weeks. Derek comes home Friday evening with flowers. Pink peonies, my favourite, which means his guilt is substantial because he only remembers my favourite flower when he has done something worth feeling guilty about. The last time he brought me peonies was after he forgot our first anniversary and spent two days overcorrecting.

Then I walked away — back to the dining room, back to Giovanni’s side, back to the cage I was starting to call home. But Antonio’s kiss lingered on my lips. And for the first time since the pregnancy test… I wondered if revenge was the only way out. Or if there was another path. One that might break me worse than any bullet ever could.

“I-I'm really sorry, sir. I didn't mean to. I ended up getting your clothes dirty.” “It's okay,” he replied briefly. I could feel the woman accompanying him glaring at me. Her expression was so hostile that it seemed as though she wanted to burn me alive with her eyes. “Iza, let's go,” the man said before walking ahead and heading out. The woman passed by me and deliberately bumped my shoulder, causing me to stumble backward. I immediately picked up the scattered items before watching the man walk away. Suddenly, I winced when I accidentally touched a shard of broken glass, cutting my finger.

“I am always calm, and you sleep with women I don’t like, even though there is no purpose for that. It’s for your own pleasure, while I have to sleep with a man who destroyed my family. Besides, he wouldn’t insult you if you acted like a good fiancé.” Miles looked angry beyond words, and I wasn’t in the mood to stroke his fragile ego. I had work to do, and I had revenge plans to execute. His insecurities didn’t mean anything to me when he had given me plenty over the years. “I can’t believe this. You had sex with him, and his girlfriend was sitting right here, wondering what all the tension was about.” Miles said. “She’s also part of my revenge. I don’t feel sorry for her. By the time I am d

My breath immediately caught in my throat as the electric eyes flickered over me, and a second later, recognition set in them. "If it isn't Victor Kane’s little whore of a wife," his mouth pulled into a humorless smile. Cold washed through me immediately, replacing the heat from being so close to him. I flinched away from his hold at his crass words, even though they were true. I had never personally met Mr. Wolfe but I had heard my hus- I mean, Ex husband- talk about him severally. From how Victor had spoken about him with unconcealed disgust and hatred, I'd expected him to be another fat, hideous man not the adonis that stood before me. The rivalry between the two men was legendary, and

“But then I heard about Topher’s big, stupid Halloween party. And it just… I snapped. It hit me so hard. Not because I felt left out or actually wanted to go or anything. But I was like, no. No fucking way is he going to get away with moving on, and throwing parties, and having a grand ol’ spiffy time after what he did to me. He put my entire future career at risk, Wick. That fucker doesn’t deserve a happy ending, so… So I’m going over there tonight and I’m leaving my stupid bra that he gave me along with a fake used condom in his room so he’ll think I moved on and had sex on his bed with someone else. And he’s going to feel my goddamn wrath. He’s going to see up close and personal just how

I drove towards the beach because in a few minutes, the sun will rise and I want to see my last sunrise before having my revenge later on at night. As soon as I arrived at the beach, I got off my motorbike. I took off my helmet and sat down on the sand feeling the cold sea breeze. I closed my eyes and tears started to come out from my eyes remembering why I'm starting my revenge today. I got up and opened up the seat cushion of my motor bike. I looked at the small brown envelope and took it out. I walked slowly towards the water and closed my eyes praying for my sanity to go for revenge.