Vengeance: A Love Story Novels & Stories

But as their passion ignited, the kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more demanding. They moved to the bedroom, their bodies entwined, their movements driven by a primal need for connection, for solace, for release. They made love with a raw intensity, a desperate attempt to fill the void in their hearts, to find solace in each other’s arms. As they lay together, exhausted but content, Jenifer felt a sense of peace wash over her. She knew that what they had done was not a betrayal of Victoria’s memory, but a celebration of life, a testament to the enduring power of love.

I wiped my tears and looked straight into her eyes. "You can take your money to hell for all I care. I will never accept it. I wish both of you rot in your grave. But before I leave, I need you to know that, it won't end here. I will come for you and your son when it is VENGEANCE HOUR, even if it will be a hundred years from now" I said with so much determination and stood up but stopped by the door of the limousine and looked back at her with a straight face.

After the wedding, I knew Zac would help me bring down James' company. I knew I had too much to do but that was less than the pain I felt during the hours they hid me. I want to hurt them over and over. I want them to kneel at my feet while crying and apologizing. I'm not going to stop until I get what I want. I will torture them and abandon them. I will exact my vengeance until the day I die. I was so angry that I just burst into tears. I retouched my make-up again and they reminded me not to cry too much because my make-up was a waste. They thought so I was crying out of excitement. But what they didn’t know was the anger and pain so I cried.

Because I made a vow long ago – anything that captivates Viaan Adams must belong to me. I vowed it ages ago. Everything that allures Viaan Adams has to be mine. And this time it is the woman I desired and he dared to call his own. I’ll make him taste the same pain he inflicted on me, and show him that everything he holds dear will slip through his fingers into my grasp. Show him that not just things but even the woman whom he thought is his will be mine. He deserves no happiness, and I’ll make sure of it!’ A sinister smirk adorned my lips as I gazed at Kiara’s radiant photo on my screen. The burning intensity of my desire for vengeance filled me with a sense of exhilaration, knowing that the

Don Lorenzo looked at me, “What do you want Vanessa? I am sure we can work something out.” I walked closer to him and kept looking into his eyes, “I want revenge for the death of the she-wolves. For the death of Allie. For anyone of the pack that you hurt, mistreated, or raped over the years. And when I am done with you, I will take over your pack and make sure you will be forgotten. That precious legacy you cared so much about will be gone. No one will remember the weak and cruel Lorenzo Romano. He will disappear into oblivion and his whole bloodline with him.”

Anirudh asked Abhiraj holding his hands. "I will make you the most powerful mafia. We will avenge our family. We will make them regret their doings. I promise you that." Abhiraj promised Anirudh holding his tiny hands. "I will always help you. I will try my best to always be there for you" Viraj said coming forward. From this onwards, the child Anirudh died. A monster rises inside this innocent child's heart. Now this monster only want one thing and that is "REVENGE "

But she isn’t. Lauren didn’t steal anything from her. That was the bitter little story Cassandra tells herself at night, the one she repeats until the lie feels like truth. It’s a self-soothing fable: the world wronged me; someone else got what I deserved. That kind of thinking breeds resentment, not competence. And now that deceit has ossified into something uglier, a hatred for Lauren so bright it blinds her. She wants revenge. She wants a title. She wants to be seen. That single-mindedness has narrowed her focus until all she can taste is the idea of Lauren’s downfall. That’s good for me.

​A wave of absolute, toxic jealousy crashed over me. ​It hit me so hard my knees actually went weak. I was staring at my own mother, and all I felt was pure, burning hatred. Why does she get to have him? The sick, twisted thought ripped through my brain. I hated her for being the one in that bed. I hated that she was taking his heavy thrusts, feeling the exact same overwhelming fullness that had completely ruined me just hours ago. ​Then, Vance lifted his head. ​Through the dark room, his eyes cut straight to the door. He looked right through the crack and locked eyes with me.

I love you, I love you too Ash…. (Christabel heads towards where Kelly is seated and converses with her) Eddy right? Dam, he still got it. What do you want, Christabel? Kelly asks. Why so hostile? I come in peace. Can I have what she's having? Christabel says to the waiter, as she moves her seat closer. I saw you talking to Eddy, not sure what he told you, but I felt I needed to tell you something. I slept with Eddy at Jessica's second wedding. Why are you telling me this? Don't believe anything he tells you. Eddy is a liar and a cheat. After we slept together, we kept on hooking up secretly. He promised he was going to break up with you and be with me, but he never did. Remember the night y

The heart of a woman is truly sensitive and vulnerable, it can crack just by a single pain and sometimes that crack will eventually turn into big and hatred will be soon felt. "I somehow pity her, she's a victim of love. Why would a man betray a woman who truly loves him? She turned evil because of him, it's his fault." Hera said. I remembered what happened to me, it's the same scenario, the only difference is I didn't choose to be evil and get revenge, I know my limit of doing things and I don't want to lose myself after losing everything I had. It's the only thing that left in me. I will never trade it for anything. "But she killed many people, she deserves it." Lore replied to her stateme