Story On Revenge Novels & Stories

And as her mouth moves higher and my breath catches and the lights of Zurich sparkle beyond the windows, I think about how wrong everyone has it. They think I’m the victim. They think Dominic is the villain. They think this is a love story about forbidden desire and impossible choices. But it’s not. It’s a revenge story. And I’m going to win.

I wished there was something I could do. I really wanted my family back,I wanted to feel the peace but I was loosing everything and trying to keep them together was not working. Every sin has consequences and mine were running fast, towards me. That night I stayed up late thinking,I had put myself in a sticky situation.I remembered how happy my life was before,before I chose revenge.I remembered how Vee showed me true love too,but I shook that off.I could not just assume the way he ignored me back then. He chose my friend over me, knowing very well I loved him more than Mila could ever love him.He still chose her just because I was not pretty enough for him.Just because he was one of the pop

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”

I am eager to reclaim what was taken from me and rewrite the path of my destiny. The first step is done. My revenge has only just begun. The Davis family will soon realize that they underestimated me— I’m a woman who was given the chance to be reborn, armed with beauty, resilience, and a burning desire for justice!

Or could it be rooted in genuine paternal concern and love, wishing to shield his son from harm? Various thoughts raced through Justin's mind. He couldn't be held accountable, having never experienced that paternal affection, the protective love fathers typically harbor for their children. Recalling his father's question, Justin carefully crafted a response, "If I knew the identity of those who sent assassins after me, they'd be dealt with already. I genuinely have no clue, father," he lied. Revealing the culprit to his father would jeopardize Justin's quest for revenge, and that was a secret he wasn't willing to disclose.

I turned to face Vera and I saw Alex walk up to her giving her a handful. "Vera ! Get out of here now, Do not make me do something you will regret." He ordered, his face stern, but that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted revenge and revenge I shall get . I got up in rage, walked to where she was sobbing and making a scene of how she was going to tell her dad. Oh! how irritated I got at the sight of this spoilt brat . I immediately drew her closer, my hands digging into her skin in a face restructuring slap. She slapped me and I was only returning the favour.

She thought of all the pain Veronica had caused her. But she also thought about what Carter had told her once, 'revenge is a never-ending road, and if she walked it for too long, she might never find peace.' Nicole’s chest rose and fell in deep contemplation. Finally, she exhaled sharply and turned back to Veronica, meeting her desperate eyes. "We’ll see." Veronica's eyes widened with surprise, and her lips parted to say something, and before even uttering a single word, the clerk boomed his lungs out:

He hit his palm on the table and everyone flinched except me. "Why don't you save the next word for yourself Gianna. That word describes you perfectly. We are eating for immortal sake. Everyone should shut up." Fabio ordered and everyone became silent. But someone was fuming with anger. Viola. "Fabio." Viola called. "She is not even a part of our family. She came from the slums." "But she is our son's wife. That means she is a part of us too." Fabio defended. "She is not. I never approved of it. I want someone better for our son. Not this wench!" she yelled, glaring at me.

he insisted, still holding my hand as the car started moving. I hesitated, biting down on my words, but the story tumbled out anyway—all of it, every detail, until there was nothing left to add. When I finally finished, I realized I was staring at him, my body suddenly getting weak. “I want to seek revenge.” My voice was thin but steady. “I want them to feel the same pain they caused me. I want to get back at them for what they did.” And then, like a candle guttering out, my vision blurred, the consciousness slipping away faster than I could fight it.

I turned the gun at that evil man who was the root of all this but he just smirked and said, "Come on now I didn't kill your family he did so sweetheart let's keep the gun away from me what do you say?" "Wait so all this relationship was a lie? You never loved me, you just wanted revenge." This time a look of betrayal and realization passed through his eyes. "It was in the beginning but it was real finally but now, I don't know Sean." “Senorita please listen to me." "A melodramatic love story I am loving it I wish I had popcorn but it's fine I am still enjoying it." I tried to block all their voices and tried to decide on who and what to believe.