Revenge Short Story Novels & Stories

You did not expect to see it, did you? This one was a bit difficult to find, I'll confess. He was very vigilant, a most cynical fellow. I had a lot of fun with him. Revenge is such an effective drive, don't you think? I hope you're not slacking. You're supposed to feel the heat. Everyone will die, and you'll be last. So no need to chase me around, we'll meet soon. I promise. Till then.

She wants to repair the irreparable by saving what can still be saved. And me… what do I want? I want to survive. I want my children to survive. I want to grow strong enough so that no one can ever hurt me again. And I want… I want to strike back. An eye for an eye. I want the whole city to taste the ashes of my humiliation. But revenge is a dish best served cold. It takes time. Patience. Resources. Strength. Everything I don't have. Everything Martha can give me.

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my revenge!

She'll rot in prison! Desperate for money, Stanley turned to relatives. However, everyone despised them now, and nobody would lend him money. With no one else to turn to, he set his sights on me again. One evening after work, he ambushed me behind my garage. Before I could react, a sharpened boning knife was pressed against my neck. My muscles tensed, but I forced myself to stay calm. "Stanley, calm down. Don't do anything dumb." The knife pressed closer.

"I should repay them for their cruel treatment of me, using you as my weapon to get revenge." Jasmine's hand clenched against her chest, trembling. "But what will I gain after that?" she asked, her voice almost fading away. Jasmine weakly clutched Mr. Hawthorne's shirt. "I have already suffered because of the darkness they've brought into my life, and I cannot endure more by living in the shadow of regret if I seek revenge. So, please..." Mr. Hawthorne gazed at Jasmine for a long time, sensing her strength and determination, making his heart tremble. Jasmine was different from him, who planned to seek revenge on the Fosters in the future.

He attacked us and raped Aditi and threw us on the roadside to die. ... I like the colour of revenge. It is scarlet red. There is magic in the word revenge and in its colour. Whenever I think of it, I experience energy firing me up. The bright colour is like bliss and it gives me a sense of immense pleasure, you people cannot imagine it. Bhai always said you must avenge wrongs done to you. The fire of revenge must ignite in you and burn bright till the day you have taken the revenge. Revenge must be taken, no matter what it takes, no matter what happens to you and no matter what consequence it brings.’

“You were being deceived for so long. Talking you out of it wouldn't have convinced you so it was good you saw it for yourself.” “What do you want from me?” I asked. “You're the cousin of the man who just left me to die after cheating on me, I know you're not here to offer your sympathy,” I added and his lips curved just slightly to reveal a dangerous smile. “You're smart. I like that. I do want something from you. And it's not difficult. At all.” Ethan said, his eyes fixed on me and I blinked in confusion. “What do you want?” “Revenge.”

"But nothing I say will make you believe me. My mother thinks I took out her favorite son, but we both know that control freak had a hand in it and not me." "You should learn to lie better, Uncle," at least take some lessons from your daughter. He was the least favorite of her two sons, he rebelled, he saw no chance of getting the company so he killed his brother. He fit the part. I had no grudge against him. It was absurd fighting for revenge for two people I never met or knew in my life, but Grandma carried the hurt and the pain, she made sure I carried it too. "Take it up with your mother, I'm only a pawn in her chessboard anyways," I threw the drive at him and he caught it, grinning at m

Some have already paid the price and in time others will follow. Jasmine ➡ Just listen to yourself.. I'm ashamed of you.. Tell me when you made those people pay, did the pain and hurt go away? Did it? Revenge doesn't make the pain go away.. Even if you kill this man, the pain won't go away.. Just look how your life has turned out.. You're married to me and the gods has blessed us with two lovely kids, you have a good home and People that love you.. What else is better than this.. And the man you want to kill, just look how weak and frail he is.. Remember in life.. What you reap is what you sow.. Don't take revenge my love.. Just forgive the man and move on.. Okay?

Fed up, looking at the damn bag with the clothes for her, he crumpled the bag as much as he could and threw it into the first trash can that crossed his way. He was damn stupid from the first moment when he thought about her well-being. She was like any other woman. That woman was going to regret what she said to that man, he swore he was ready to start a war against her. She was going to pay for it. Revenge was coming. But what he didn’t know was that the story's title now was ‘revenge for revenge’, because in the end it was Maria Fernanda the first one who declared war against him while he was already planning his against her.