Revenge Story Novels & Stories

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.

So I asked the only thing I could: “Is he still alive?” “Very much alive,” Marcus said, his voice calm, too calm. A smirk pulled slightly at his lips, but his eyes burned. “Living his best life, I guess.” “Maybe,” I offered gently, “maybe one day you’ll get an apology from him.” “I don’t want an apology from him,” Marcus said instantly, with such force that it sent a chill through me. “The only thing I want from him is revenge. I want to take everything. I want to see him sweat. I want to see him bleed. I want him to go through every ounce of pain he put my mother through.”

He narrowed his eyes: "Sam, step aside." "I won't." I felt a soreness in my throat, choking out the words: "Kent I want revenge against Leila, and you think I'm disgusting, right? So by your point of view, I should be a saint, not resent her for all the harm she had done to me before, and even be kind to her?" He looked very agitated by my rebuttal, his face becoming even darker: "I didn't say that, Sam, There are countless ways to retaliate; please don't choose the most base one. She just beat you up. You could simply hit her back. Why resort to such despicable means?"

“If you drive me to the clinic, I’ll fully accept your offer to help.” Bryan looked hesitant and said, “Are you sure that you’re going to change your face? Just because you want to seek revenge?” “Well, taking revenge is your idea to begin with, right?” Ginger pointed out. “Plus, I did really want to make their lives a living hell like what they did to mine, so we’re even.” Bryan went silent for a while and heaved a sigh. “You don’t need to help me,” Ginger said. “Just don’t stop me, it’s all I ask.”

He died and had died for a sin he didn't commit and it had been all her fault because she had stayed close to him so much that he became too attached to her, even up to the point of taking revenge on her behalf. She had wanted revenge but not in this manner, it made her heart bleed. Was she a bad person for how she had planned her revenge. Was it worth it, even with the results that seemed as if all her efforts had not being worth it. Would innocent people have lived if she had not involved them all in her revenge plans. Walking up ahead while dragging her suitcase behind her, she stumbled and bumped against someone, a man to be precise. The cup of coffee that he had in his hand spilled all

His Dad had cut his holiday short because of this and he was sent back to london. "By the time Mummy came out of Jail, she wasn't preganant and we didn't see any baby. We were told she had a still birth due to stress. That was when we all made our decusion to revenge. We wanted Revenge by all means and f it was going to take a billion years to get an opportunity and give our sweet vengence, we would wait" "As time grew, and as I grew I decided to leave it for God. God is the only one authorised to Revenge but you see Laura and Mum. They would never do that. They would never."

She remained quiet still looking in his eyes, then he made the puppy face which made her laugh. "Stop..hehehe.. of course I will go with you, how can I say no to my fake boyfriend hmm.." she said in-between laughs. She thought this was a great opportunity for her to reinvent herself before coming back for her revenge. He got up excitedly pulling her up with him and hugging her once again.

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

Over the years, the opponents changed their clothes, their lexicon, but never changed their reasoning, there were always enemies that stain the soil with blood of both innocent and guilty. In a land of monsters, barbarism is the number one protagonist, savagery is part of the mafia landscape, and Maria De La Cruz, will be the lamb under the disguise of a hungry wolf. She will desire revenge like the desert desires water, she will desire justice, like a child desires its mother's breast, she will be on the line of good and evil at every moment.

I said, my grin widening as her face went pale. "You’re bluffing! You don’t know anything. Stop lying! You don’t know why she lost her job!" Lisa shouted, falling right into my trap. "Wait, does that mean her mother wasn’t on vacation and was actually fired? That bitch acted like she was better than everyone. What a joke!" someone from the table behind us said. Lisa's face turned as red as a tomato. Revenge was so satisfying; who would have known it would feel this good to get back at the people who hurt me? I should have grown a backbone ages ago.