Revenge To Ex Novels & Stories

I ended up participating vocally and didn’t leave till she had come all over her finger, a sight which I was certain I wouldn’t be forgetting anytime soon. But I was determined to forget though, because now that we’ve returned back to our normal lives, my revenge had officially begun, so I couldn’t afford to feel anything for her aside from hatred. Presently, I was in my office, going through the list of things I had already planned in beginning my revenge. The first on the list was making Dave’s company fall into a very huge debt.

Yes you do, and you don’t even realize it. Valor seats on the table, facing me directly. “When you came here, you found your hate, you found your purpose in your revenge. You wanted to clear your parents’ names and make those responsible for their deaths pay. Tell me Alexa, what happens to your revenge now? Do you just stop because your ex, emphasis on ex, mate died?” I can’t say anything back to him, too shocked to reply.

PROLOGUE They say revenge is a dish best served cold. They’re wrong. Revenge is a nine-year plan executed in Louboutins and a smile that never reaches your eyes. It’s watching your ex-husband’s empire crumble while yours rises like a phoenix built from the ashes of every tear you cried alone. It’s standing in front of cameras with your son, the child they tried to steal from you, and watching the world finally see the truth. I got my revenge. I won.

I froze, holding my breath as he leaned back into his chair. “Do you want revenge?” he asked, his voice now sounding more serious. “Very much so,” I replied firmly. “The best revenge isn’t by berating them in public or crying at their feet. The best revenge is by standing so much higher that they can no longer touch the hem of your dress.” Rex set down his cutlery, then interlaced his fingers on the table. The sound of the waves behind us seemed to vanish, replaced by the tension that suddenly filled the air between us.

That's on her. But him luring her away and using her to swing at me - metaphorically - that's on him. My cold night in lockup left me with one thought - the best revenge is moving on and finding my own happiness. I’ll never let him influence me again. He’ll never have the power to make me angry again. I’m over my ex and I’m over all the shit he’s put me through since I was a kid. Of course, there’s no way I’ll tell Ellen any of my thoughts. Instead, I offer a simple cop-out answer.

“Revenge.” ‎

he tells me, trying to calm me, but I just slap him away. “No Xavier you’re not listening to me know I want my revenge you promised me and if I don’t get it, I’m leaving you!” I threaten as my anger burns beneath the surface. He looks a little shocked before a possessive stare takes over and he grips both my arms. “You’re not leaving me Ren!” he growls at me as I scoff, trying to wriggle out of his hold. “Don’t you dare! Whilst you have been out seeing your ex-girlfriend and doing goddess knows what, my ex killed my grandma and he is going to kill me. So, give me my revenge or I walk!” I tug out of his hold as he looks at me, shocked.

“Why would I? I don’t need him. Men only bring pain, and I’ve had enough of that.” Mrs. Cassiopeia leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. “Who hurt you?” Elowen’s gaze dropped to her teacup, a faint smile playing on her lips. “My ex-husband. He took everything from me. Stripped me of my life and tossed me aside like trash.” Mrs. Cassiopeia’s eyes narrowed. “And what are you going to do about it?” Elowen sat back, her posture relaxed but her eyes gleaming with determination. “I’m working on it. I came back for a reason, and I won’t leave until I get what’s mine.”

With a helpless smile, Levian retorted playfully, "You always take advantage of how much I dote on you." "That's because I'm spoiled by all of your pampering," she playfully agreed, blinking at him. He fought back the sourness and tears. She admitted, "I stopped thinking about those things. With you by my side, I know I can accomplish anything!" All she wanted was for her family to live in harmony. As for those who wronged her, she was determined to handle them herself. As she pondered her revenge, a sudden realization struck Melody. "Wait a minute, you two. I have a suspicion," she declared, her expression turning serious.

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.