Revenge To Ex Novels & Stories

“Have you seen it? Everyone’s talking about it. She’s done, she's finished for sure and better, she's out of the picture completely!” Jessica arched a brow, keeping her expression cool despite the rush of pride swelling in her chest. “I’ve seen it,” she said, setting her phone down on the armrest. Jamie perched on the edge of the chaise, grinning like a cat that had just found a bowl of cream. “This is it, Jess. We don’t even have to lift a finger now. I've gotten my revenge against that hypocrite. And for you, well, it's clear, Aaron will never look at her the same way again and at all he'll look at her.

he said, his voice a low, "Regardless of you trying to take your company back, the most important part of it all is to live while getting it." I stopped laughing and listened to him."Revenge can easily consume you," he continued, his hand slowly rubbing my back. "It can turn your heart cold until you forget what it means to actually be happy. You can get your company back, and you can destroy Marco but if you do not stop to breathe, if you do not live your life along the way... then the revenge has already destroyed you." He looked away from me for a brief second, staring out the window toward the ocean. "I know how it feels not to live," he muttered quietly, almost like he was talking to hi

She always knew where she stood. And I realized something terrifying. We were more alike than I thought. I didn’t come from her world, didn’t wear sharp suits or perfect lipstick, but deep down, the part of me that craved order, the part that longed to be seen and undone and chosen—it was the same. Zoey leaned forward, her eyes pinning me to the booth. “I know what you’re doing this for, though.” I tensed. “What?” “You want revenge,” she said plainly. “On your ex. That boy who broke you. You want to make him feel what he made you feel.”

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

"Wear this ring here, on your chest, and when you feel its weight press down on you, remember that what your mother felt was a million times worse. When the sun hits it and burns your skin, remember that what your father felt was a thousand times worse. Don't hesitate, don't give up, you must avenge your parents." Angrily I wipe away the tears that continue to fall my cheeks, I swallow thickly as I nod with determination. "Remember, Habbab, feelings cloud your better judgment, get rid of them before this all begins in reality." My grandmother pulls back. She's right, I can't feel anything for Melek, everything I'm doing is but part of the plan, part of the revenge. The pain in my heart, and

Now, the two lovers set fire to the company building that has caused them so much suffering. Fransisca felt a mixture of happiness and sadness. On the one hand, she felt very happy because she had finally succeeded in taking revenge and freed herself from the shame and sadness she had felt all this time. However, on the other hand, she felt sad because she realized that her actions would have a bad impact on Miss Veronica and also Mr. Alexander. However, despite all that, Fransisca felt happy because there was nothing that made her feel embarrassed or sad anymore

Whether she becomes the grand mistress to the company or not , she was still going to have her revenge on those who had hurt her, “ Amelia thought to herself . The last thing that I would ever do is let this gold digger take my place , I don’t know what made you guys believe , she might be just a good digger who wants Nothing but to use the family wealthy to have her revenge on her ex husband , but I can see her more than that , the last thing that I would ever do is let a stranger come take my place . It better be good that you both accept the fact that my sister is dead and not alive and not this fake scammer that has come out to take what doesn’t belong to me .

“It was a mistake Cynthia, and I said I'm sorry.” “Jamie you're not a child, so I'm not buying your bullshit, it was a mistake story.” Jamie’s hands trembled with restrained anger. “So what is this? Revenge? You want to fuck your ex in our home to get back at me? Will that make you feel better?” She stared at him. “Yes, it will make me feel better.” He looked at her like he didn’t recognize her. For a moment, the only sound was the simmering stove. Then Jamie grabbed the bottle and threw it toward the trash. It missed, hitting the cabinet with a loud bang.

There is a dead mouse stuck in the air conditioning unit during summer, filling the classroom with a foul odor. Henry Hudson, my homeroom teacher, instantly blames it on me, saying I don't shower. He mocks me for reeking of pigs and polluting the air in the classroom since Mom and Dad raise pigs for a living. He even insists that Mom and Dad sell our pigs to buy new air conditioners for the classroom. I flush with shame as I repeatedly insist that I shower every single day, but my classmates still mock me and call me "Stinker Tucker". I am forced to transfer to another school after enduring the endless insults and hostile glares from countless people. Years later, I head a major biophar

I hung up when she started another round of cursing. I really was setting myself up when I thought I could make this family work, wasn’t I? Now I knew better and all I wanted to do was exist by her side, with my ring on her finger and my face between her beautiful boobs. First things first, someone has to pay for putting hands on my pride and joy and I wanted a smoking hot revenge.