Story On Revenge Novels & Stories

This was only the beginning of my little revenge. "This isn't you, Eleanor, this isn't you..." Eloise screamed, terrified, realizing I wouldn't intervene to protect her. "Some girls dream of living a great love story. Maybe my story isn't about love, but about revenge," I replied with a serious expression on my face. I put on my sunglasses and headed back towards my room, with the help of one of the maids, still pretending to be blind. As I walked down the hallway, I felt the weight of the choices I had made, but also the satisfaction of finally starting to settle the score. The story I was writing wasn't a love fable, but a dark tale of retribution and power. And I was just getting started.

It seemed that Edward was reliable as he kept his departure under wraps and gave him a briefcase filled with raw cash,cards and important documents. When Alexander arrived at the Airport,he had already called his subordinate to pick him up.His plan was to go straight to an abandoned territory,create his empire and build his power... Power was necessary for him to take his revenge,He just had to subdue the local forces and get them to do his bid.Alexander believed he was a person who knows how to differentiate between right and wrong;If you were good to me,he will be good to you.

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

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.

He was still smoking. “And then what? Why did you move to the North?" Amanda loves to hear love stories, so she is curious about William's story. "Do you care about it?" William suddenly asked with a different meaning. “I… I just think that a beautiful love story without a happy ending is a pity. You even followed her from Glasgow to Saigon to set up a business." Amanda refused and immediately pushed the story to the direction he was telling. William was dumbfounded by Amanda's answer.

He didn't say anything, he was only listening, so I continued. "I was around sixteen when it happened. The man who killed my parents- shot my dad in the head and...forced my mom to please him before he killed her. My mother told me to run and I did...like a fucking coward. I ran like an bitch and I hate myself for it." "Do you know who-" He asked but I cut him off, already knowing his question. "Yes, and I've already taken my revenge." I lied. "Sleep with me" He suddenly said making my eyes widened, "What?"

My pulse was steady—too steady for a man who’d just set a trap. But something else stirred. Something darker. Hungrier. Something I couldn't explain yet. Zara Langford wasn’t just a pawn. She is a perfect bait to use in perfecting my revenge You just wait for me Victor, I'm coming hard for you. Zara Langford I made it to the elevator before my knees threatened to give out. Holy mother of hell.

The comet, now the size of a hill, continued its course towards Gulistan Palace, but Sikandar had other pressing matters. “What do you mean I don’t win?” He asked, confused. You might want to talk to me inside your head. Sikandar looked around, seeing Ayesha, Salman and Faizi giving him concerned looks. Aarif, Shaan and Meeran stood by watching him with interest. ‘Good guys always win.’ Most of the time and that’s the issue. The world of web novels is filled with revenge stories where the protagonist gets the last laugh and a happy ending. It’s time we delivered a revenge story where the hero loses. The author came up with the idea and I agree with her.

His name is Sébastien, he is thirty-nine years old, he is married, he has two children, he works in a small business in the city, he earns a living, he pays his taxes, he lives his life, he tries to be happy, to forget, not to think about what he did, what he didn't do, what he should have done, and today, he is in my office, he is sitting across from me, his hands are trembling, his eyes are darting away, his voice is cracking, and he tells me, he begs me, he asks me not to do to him what I did to the others, not to destroy him, not to annihilate him, not to take everything he has, everything he built, everything he loves, everything he has left, because he wasn't like the others, because h

Sophia’s chest tightened. “Who?” Marissa shrugged slightly. “They never proved it.” “But they’ve believed it ever since.” Sophia’s thoughts spun. “You’re saying they came back here for revenge?” Marissa nodded slowly. “And they planned it carefully.” Sophia suddenly felt sick. “What kind of revenge?” Marissa’s voice softened. “They wanted to ruin the people who embarrassed them.” Sophia stared at the ground. “But that doesn’t involve us.” Marissa’s gaze darkened. “Are you sure?”