Revenge Short Story Novels & Stories

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.

He turned to her, his expression daring her to say otherwise. Ivy grinned wickedly. “Oh, absolutely,” she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Alright, alright,” I said, holding up my hands in mock surrender. “Back to the topic at hand.” Ivy nodded, her teasing demeanor fading as she grew serious again. “So, you were saying?” I took another deep breath, feeling the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. “Revenge isn’t something I take lightly. I know it’s dangerous and also consuming, and it could end badly. But after everything Andy and his new wife did, after the way Ash stood by and let it happen, I can’t just let it go and die.”

he added. Xavier nodded, he walked with Noah deeper into the forest. On that moonlit night, his eyes widened when he saw someone he knew lying helplessly with a lot of blood on his chest. Seeing a woman running to escape, Xavier reflexively pulled out his gun and shot the woman. Xavier's gaze was very sharp, in his heart, there was burning anger that saw the events before his eyes. ** Sinokmput

Back then she had worn a white dress and a timid smile, shadowing Adam through corridors as if she belonged. Who could have thought that she would be kicked out years later? Only for her to return for only one thing and one thing alone, revenge. A junior assistant approached, bowing slightly. “Ms. Balmero. This way, please.” It struck Thea: Ms. Balmero. Not Mrs. Blackwood. Not the disgraced daughter. Ms. Balmero. She followed, spine straight, into a private conference room high above the city. Her father was already there.

CHAPTER 68 Revenge Revenge - the act of doing something to hurt someone because that person did something that hurt you 68 In our table, I was just studying Nick and Mrs. Devaloines' movements but I couldn't tell if they are together or not cos they aren't really that sweet. Nick was just sitting next to her while looking at the other guests with a drink on his hand. I feel like I'm going to explode any time soon cos I'm sharing a table with Nick.

All those savages should feel what it's like to live in agony. Alexander immediately reached out and asked for Andre's profile. He is the type of person who is so careful in making decisions because the consequences will be difficult if not well thought out. He even had to go through a lot of time just to come back with a new and superior performance in order to carry out his revenge. The pain in his heart that hadn't gone away for several years and he kept thinking of ways to get back at them, and of course it all needed to be a struggle and couldn't fail. “Andre... who is he?”

Serena sneered coldly, staring at the face she once loved so deeply. It had been love at first sight back then. But now, when she looked at him, her heart was calm—untouched, unshaken. The greatest sorrow is when the heart dies. The true opposite of love isn’t hate—it’s indifference. And that’s exactly what she felt for him now. No anger. No pain. Just silence. The Art of Revenge was never about rage—it was about letting go. She didn’t need to destroy them. Her joy was the masterpiece. And they would suffer, helplessly, watching her shine.

Chapter 7: Revenge is a dish best served cold In this part of my story, I made a decision that was fueled by hatred and the spirit of revenge. I'll admit, I'm not proud of what I did—or maybe I am. After all, Penelope and her gang had it coming. They deserved every ounce of the retribution I served up to them on a silver platter. And sure, some might argue that my actions were extreme, but compared to the years of torment and anguish they had inflicted upon me, it was nothing short of poetic justice.

In that instant, I wanted to reveal her true colors to the whole world. Jason smirked smugly and reached his hand into my shirt collar. I returned my senses with a shudder. Suddenly, I kicked him hard in the groin, grabbed the thumb drive from his hands, and ran like my life depended on it! He crouched down in pain, roaring furiously at me, “You’re dead, Cheryl Summers! Let’s see how long you can stay first in the class!” When I got home, I immediately put the thumb drive into my computer.

Alex sighed, proceeding to tell Rachel all his aunt had told him about the incident. Rachel was dumbfounded when Alex narrated all that had happened to her, no wonder those people were able to mix up the truth with falsehood, tears welled up in her eyes, she pitied herself and Alex, his case was worse than hers, she still had her mother, he didn't have any of his parents with him, she couldn't imagine how sad he felt when he knew that his parents were murdered by one mysterious organization, she knew he definitely must be planning on revenge, she just hoped that he wouldn't act rashly. "Alex I know you want to have your revenge but I think you should take this slowly," Rachel said when she s