The Fox Revenge Novels & Stories

The fox cackled loudly, and I sneered at her and her gigantic shadow as they regarded me in disgust, as if I wasn’t worthy of their presence. “No, I will fucking kill myself and end this miserable life. My brother doesn’t have any heirs and my pup will die with me and in this way, your debt will be void. You can haunt my soul down and torture it in hell for all I care. At least I will be protecting everyone else. Who knows how many souls will suffer in your revenge war? No, I will not allow it.” I growled at the fox and she tilted her head to the side in confusion, as if she was seeing someone for the first time.

Yet, beneath the practiced sorrow lay a steely determination—a promise of retribution that would not be silenced. In the quiet of her penthouse later that night, Aurora sat curled in an overstuffed chair, watching the relentless advance of the scandal on her tablet. With each new article and broadcast segment, a part of her felt vindicated. She could almost taste the sweet satisfaction of justice as Dorian’s desperate attempts at damage control became more frantic by the minute. Every frantic call he made, every harsh command he barked at his staff, was a small triumph in her long-planned rebellion.

Because she knew that if she had told Mike or his grandfather that she had come here to take revenge on Lucas, they would never agreed. She knew very well that if she had told them that she had come here to take revenge on Lucas and that she wanted to destroy Luke completely, then Mike and his grandfather would have never given her permission to come here and they would never have let her come here. Because of this, she never told them about her revenge. Only two people know about her revenge; one is Lucian, and the other is Lina.

He wasn’t even serious with his question, but he was offended by her reaction. “Sorry to burst your bubble but, no. I know it was sudden, and you’re probably confused right now,” she said fiddling with her fingers from under the table. “Let me get right to the point. I want to get revenge. You heard my fiancé and half-sister’s conversation yesterday, right?” “Hmm,” Revan nodded. He placed his hand on his chin and tapped his lips before continuing. “Are you saying you want to use me for your revenge?”

“Why would I joke about something like that, princess?” “But why would you want to help me get revenge on my family? And how does marrying you accomplish that?” she pressed, her brows furrowing in suspicion. Sebastian leaned back, his confidence unwavering. “You ask too many questions, princess. But let me spell it out for you. The Ashfords—my family—own the biggest company in the city. By marrying me, you gain access to a wealth and status your family could never dream of. You can take back everything they stole from you. What better revenge is there than making them bow to you?”

“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.”

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.

Amanda's heart was pounding again as he sat so close. She remembered the day in his office. Their faces were close together, her body was also hot. Amanda reached out, grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV. Unexpectedly coincidentally, there was also a movie scene of two people kissing on TV. Amanda awkwardly switched to another channel. It was an animal world program, coming to the narrative and the image of the mating between them. . Amanda immediately turned off the TV and put down the remote.

But my optimism was dwindling. Fox brought the box over to the rickety table we sat at the night before, and waved her hands around it as if to say, “ta-da!” The stone floor against my bare feet sent a quick chill up my spine as I inspected the box. It was white cardboard, with a insignia of a blue eye stamped on the sides. As I reached for it a familiar smell hit my nose, I crinkled it in disgust. “VIXEN!” Fox yelled out swatting the air around her.

Relief floods her face at his words until he continues to speak. “However, she made a fatal error. She sided with a man who cut out Ransom’s eye. That’s not all. What so did to my nephew with that man and threatened to do to my precious baby brother has earned her sentence. Unless you want the same fate as her and Francis, I suggest you leave. Now,” Fox deadpans. Before he became Doc Fox, he was the Frosty White Fox. This man is the most feared Death King. He has money and power, along with the skills of a highly trained assassin. He views most people as sheep, mindless pawns for him to use on his chessboard. Fox snaps Weston’s codename, then looks back at Francesca. Weston grabs the thin, w