Tis The Season For Revenge Novels & Stories

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

* 🥀🥀🥀 Tessa just finished having her bath, she stepped out of her jacuzzi and the maid offered her towel which was served on a neat tray. "Oh my.... today is such a beautiful day to cause trouble." Tessa said as she walked carefully to her room. "Huh?" The maid almost questioned with an arch of a brow. "Don't you agree? they say.... revenge is best served cold. It's why have kept my silence for so long but what to do? Poor things...." She let out a very sly smug at the edge of her lips. Her gaze so lost in space. Things just started getting better for her!

"To talk. About what happened to you. About Dominic Kane and Ivy Blackwood and the spectacular way they destroyed your life in front of everyone." "I'm not interested in…" "I'm offering you revenge," Miranda interrupted smoothly. "Real revenge. The kind that will make them both suffer the way you've suffered. Are you interested or not?" Sophia should have hung up. Should have blocked the number and moved on with her life. But the word "revenge" sang in her blood like a promise. "I'm listening," she said. In his penthouse, Sebastian Thorne smiled. The pieces were all falling into place.

“And ever since then… I’ve been thinking.” Her voice darkened. “If I can’t have children…” Her lips curled into a slow, bitter smile. “Then Isabella doesn’t deserve to have any either.” A heavy silence filled the line.Even her ally didn’t speak immediately. Vanessa stood up slowly, walking toward the mirror, watching her reflection like she was looking at someone already far gone. “This isn’t personal anymore,” she added softly. “This is revenge.” She said, and with that, the line went dead. ***

Renee muttered in a low voice. There was a sense of gratitude Renee felt when she was still given a chance to live. That's because Renee still wants to carry out her revenge. Renee will not be willing to die just like that before she avenges her revenge that has been hidden for so long from Robin and his family. The resentment was so firmly embedded in Renee's heart that it could not just disappear. A vengeance filled with great hatred Renee felt so strongly in her heart that she had to rise and avenge it perfectly.

Then he added, “We’re not here for you, Laura. We’re here for him. The son of Carlos and Bethany. He’s going to die for what they did to our prince!” I froze, for less than a breath. So that’s what this was. Revenge. Just not mine. But Sebastian’s blood belonged to me. My vengeance. My closure. My blade. No one ends his life unless it’s me. The vampire lunged, and I moved with him—fast, hard, violent. Our bodies collided in a flurry of fists and claws, my wolf seething under my skin as I ducked under a swipe and landed a sharp blow to his ribs.

“Taking advantage of someone’s weakness?” I drove my knee against his abdomen. “It’s revenge.” My fingers trailed his taut abs. Taren’s eyes darkened. He seized my wrist, pulling it above my head, binding it with his tie. “Wrong.” His black hair fell forward, brushing over my chest. “This is revenge.” His teeth sank into my neck. The sharp sting melted into a hot lick that made me arch back, trembling. His palm slid beneath my skirt, fingers finding me with unnerving precision.

“If you hurt them, I swear to God, I’ll break every damn bone in your body.” Reuben laughed, the sound hollow and bitter. “You think you can scare me, Caden? You think you can intimidate me?” He looked back at Ronan, then at me. “None of you understand. This was never about the damn kids. This was never about anything but me and my revenge. I’m going to make you all pay. Every single one of you.” A chill ran down my spine, but I refused to back down. “You’ll never win, Reuben. Not like this. Not when you’ve already lost everything that mattered. You can’t even see it, can you?”