Tis The Season For Revenge Novels & Stories

Words of confidence and assurance of winning being thrown at him. THEME OF REVENGE Theme of revenge is a back up theme of Good vs Evil. Either evil came back as revenge for what those claiming to be good did sometime in the last or good returned to revenge for what evil did sometime in the past. Most of the characters although didn't live to exert their revenge, characters like Silva or Hilda.

She felt defeated and blamed herself for getting played. “Feeling defeated already? No, you can’t be. I am not done with my revenge yet; this is just the tip of the iceberg. The real show begins in less than 30 seconds” Sophia said, with the desire for retribution evident in her eyes as she checked her watch.

I whispered carefully, “doesn’t wait forever.” I let the word sit between us. I don’t dress it up as justice or closure. I don't pretend it’s noble. I named it for what it is, because I know Clara is intelligent enough to hear it plainly. Revenge, in my framing, is not a tantrum, but it’s timing. “And neither do opportunities.” There’s no threat in the statement. No warning sharpened into an edge. I don't suggest she’ll regret her choice, nor predict her failure if she refuses me.

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 car purred to life, and we pulled away from the estate, leaving the chaos and humiliation behind. In the backseat, I stared out the window, the city lights blurring as we sped through the streets. I should have felt relieved to be away from it all, but instead, I felt… unsettled. “Do you know the best way to get revenge on someone like him?” Dominic’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to him, blinking. “What?” He leaned back in his seat, his smirk playful yet calculating. “Alias. Do you know the best way to make him regret every single thing he did to you?”

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

All those savages should feel what it's like to live in agony. Alexander immediately reached out and asked for Andre's profile. He is the type of person who is so careful in making decisions because the consequences will be difficult if not well thought out. He even had to go through a lot of time just to come back with a new and superior performance in order to carry out his revenge. The pain in his heart that hadn't gone away for several years and he kept thinking of ways to get back at them, and of course it all needed to be a struggle and couldn't fail. “Andre... who is he?”

she opens her mouth a few times, searching for the words, but I gently hold her hands and shake my head. “It’s not your fault. Things just… turned out this way. Maybe this was how our story was meant to end. It started with a foolish act of revenge—and in the end, revenge is exactly how it died.”

Author's POV "I DON'T CARE! FIND HIM! TRACK HIM! EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO FIGHT HIM JUST DO IT, UNDERSTOOD???" Dylan ended the call as he looked at Josiah who was pacing around the office furiously. "I.. I am sorry buddy! I didn't know he would go to this length to take revenge", But Joshiah wasn't willing to hear any apologies or excuses, he angrily interrupted his sentence. "Ivy is paying for what she knows nothing about. You know this is all your fault Dylan. You told him lies about and now, all he has ever thought of is revenge. A FALSE REVENGE DYLAN! A FALSE REVENGE! Why didn't you tell him the truth?",

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?