Vengeance Of The Ex Wife Novels & Stories

I stride over, barely containing my bubbling rage. She laughs, a sharp, cutting sound. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic, sweetheart. I’m simply reclaiming what’s mine.” A firm slap hit her face, sending her gracelessly. “What’s yours?” I snap. “You're just the other woman. You abandoned Vince all those years ago, and now you shamelessly interfere in his marriage. All you do is steal from me—steal my husband, my achievements. A thief!” Darci’s beautiful face twisted up and she began to scream. Vince suddenly opened the door and rushed towards us angrily.

Andy cancelled all the meetings for the day. Rachel was continuously crying at the foresight of her future. She was waiting for the sun to set and the ruthless master to appear. Vincenzo's mood was bitter since morning. He couldn't focus for one moment. His heart was quarrelling for getting the revenge from his dumb wife. "Today she will get a taste of my real self." He gritted his teeth and fisted his palm. The picture of his mother's broken frame, her last memory was flashing in his mind. He took his leave faster to teach her a lesson.

Perhaps three years and my immense hatred for him weren't enough to erase him from my memory. Everything was still fresh in my memory, haunting me even as I attempted to forget. From the day I married until the moment I escaped my cruel husband, the memories were etched into my mind like deep scars. Despite my efforts to move on, painful recollections threatened to consume me, and the urge for revenge surged, overtaking every other emotion. But above all, I had a greater purpose—to ensure my son, Austin, did not suffer because of the burning fire of revenge within me. As much as I longed for retribution against my ex-mate, Alpha King Zander Blake, I refused to put Austin's well-being at risk

James She exhaled slowly, trying to hide how my words affected her. “After your ex-wife, what happened?” “I built a company and raised my daughter,” I exhaled. “I tried to find her, but it was like she’d vanished. No care for me, not even her own daughter. She never returned.” I shook my head. “I found ways to manage the anger. A woman betrayed me. What better way to get over that than using other ones?” She stared at me. “So you just… derive pleasure from hurting women because you think we’re all just like Tania’s mother to you?”

“But Victoria’s bound to hate her. Getting revenge on Victoria is what brought your mama back here, along with making up with your papa. But things didn’t go as planned, and now she wants to destroy both your papa and his mother.” “No!” Etha cried, her voice sharp.“Yes, my dear,” I said softly. “So you see, we have to get them together again. I don’t care what your mama does to her mother-in-law Victoria’s a witch and deserves what’s coming. But your papa’s been misled, lost his way. A little explaining, and he’ll be back on track. I know him.

“My revenge on Marcus is only getting started. He humiliated me in front of the world. I will watch him fall from the height he thought he deserved, and I will do it standing beside the man he could never become.” She didn't care if she was going to be married to a man who was ten times older than her, he did this to her. He made her this cold. The world watched her fall. Now they will watch her rise as Mrs. Damien Voss. It was only a matter of time before he got used to the fact that she was getting married to his dearest daddy.

I'll never forget that face even if it kills me. “Caroline,” I whisper. My ex wife has reappeared.

Long after he’d fallen asleep beside me in our bed, his arm draped loosely, comfortably, across my waist, I lay awake, staring out at the city lights, no longer a symbol of threat or confinement, but a horizon of endless possibilities. The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge. The phrase, once a bitter, defining label, now felt… distant. Almost irrelevant. My revenge hadn't been about destruction. It hadn't been about tearing down those who had wronged me. It had been about rebuilding. About reclaiming my life, my power, my identity. It had been about choosing to heal, to grow, to find strength in the face of betrayal, in the face of fear. My revenge was Isabella’s laughter, AJ’s sturdy embrace, the way th

Digby thought on his feet quickly and raised his voice, "You slut! You took advantage of me while I was drunk. I didn't think you'd actively seek to upset my wife to the point that she miscarried. I have to get revenge for my dead child!" After hearing this, many who had been willing to help were hesitant. That woman was a mistress who had ruined someone else's household and caused a miscarriage for the man's wife? Then there was no reason to feel sorry for her.

"You must promise me, Hayley, that you will not let this slide. That you will not let these people get away with how they treated you! You will get your revenge against all of them, against those who turned their backs on you. Who betrayed your loyalty! Who broke your trust! Who hate and punish you without reason... Who have reduced you to this state you're in right now! Who have turned my best friend into this!" As she spoke, her words incited more tears from Hayley's eyes. Emily's tone turned resolute. "You must promise me, Hayley! That you will become the vengeful ex-wife! The monster they want you to be, be it! No matter how long it takes, be it months or years. Gain the fame. Become tha