Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

"I love my wife. I will protect her with everything I have. And anyone who threatens her threatens me." "Including Richard Hale?" "Especially Richard Hale." Von's voice was steel. "He orchestrated my first wife's betrayal, stole my son, framed me for murder, tried to have me killed in prison. Those are acts of war, Your Honor. And I respond to acts of war with appropriate force." "Appropriate force?"

With this information, I can reunite Anna with her Mum. Hey Boss, yeah, Kelly come on in. This came in today and I think it's the smoking gun we need to close the Wilson case (Maria Wilson, a 30-year-old single mother was allegedly involved in the burglary of a jewelry store in Greenwood that resulted in the death of the business owner. Maria was arrested and sent to jail separated from her daughter and will give anything to see her daughter again). Hmmmn, this is good Kelly, let's use this to bring Maria home and unite her with her daughter. Thanks Boss.

“No, no, you're lying. Cecilia wouldn't kill a human.” Collins stomped his foot on the ground. “Shit! Shit! Was it your wife?” A stunned Bryan turned to Collins. “What's happening, Collins?” “It was the night of a full moon. You were attending an exclusive Alpha meeting, and we were hunting, Cecilia and I, when this woman suddenly came out of nowhere and…” Victor cocked his rifle. “And she killed my wife; ripped out her throat. I peed my pants and had to hold back my scream, or else I knew I would've been next. But I vowed to avenge my wife's death

There is nothing to prove to him after all. Instead, I stood, the chair scraping against the stone floor. "We are done here, son." For a moment, he just stared at me, his chest rising and falling with barely contained fury. Then, with a sound of disgust, he turned and stormed out, the door slamming behind him hard enough to rattle the frames on the wall. The silence rushed back in. I reached for another cigarette, rolling it between my fingers before lighting it. Some battles aren't worth fighting. And some sons weren’t worth saving. And as for Ethan, I don't care what he thinks about my wife. Not when I was the one who stole her virginity.

“and I’m not your wife. I’m Rex’s wife. I’m your victim.” Rex felt his body coil for action. Her words about being Baelil’s victim brought to mind how the twisted creep had withheld her clothing and forced her to remain naked while he used her for his pleasure. All the while, keeping her presence a secret from the community who’d sent him after her for the virus cure. The fact that he was now claiming to need her for the virus cure only added to his outrage.

“Not as the wounded wife… but as his ally. You’re the only one who can influence him to fight the right way. Together, maybe you have a chance.” Vania fell silent, her eyes landing on Karen’s photo in the pile of papers. The woman smiled at the camera, a triumphant smile that made Vania’s blood boil. Inside her, pain and anger began to mix with something else—a burning urge for revenge. But the shadow of old wounds held her back. “If I go back, Adrian… I might lose myself. I’m afraid that once I step into Devandra’s world again, I won’t be able to get out.”

"I want you to sign divorce papers!" The man angrily threw a document at the woman. "Husband, haven't I been a good wife all this time? I've done everything for you," Senna said with disappointment and anger, staring at her husband. "A good wife? Do you even deserve to say that? Seinna Zhang, you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities properly. What can you offer me now?" Evander Qin laughed. "It's not my fault. I didn't harm him. You both planned this to ruin my reputation and discard me," Senna yelled. "From the start, you and your mistress plotted to secure a place for that illegitimate child."

Damian's words were cut off as Martha raised her hand, indicating she didn't want to hear anything from him. "I don't want to hear anything. You're a cheap woman!" Martha said, calling Tania to come closer. "Martha, watch your words!" Damian snapped, not accepting the way his wife addressed the woman he had just enjoyed. "Wow! You defend her and scold me?" Martha clapped her hands and shook her head. "Damian, Damian… have you forgotten who I am? And have you forgotten your status?" Damian fell silent. "Tania, leave." Tania nodded and was about to leave.

My anger for my husband increased and I will never forgive him for the rest of my life. “What's your problem, huh?!” Haressa shouted angrily and threw the rice at her face. Those at the other table struggled to get up, and a riot started between the two groups. I could barely move because I was so scared, but my four new friends got into a fight with them. I think my four friends is enough to fight with them because they know how to fight. Furthermore, I noticed the leader in the other cell was going to Amalie with a knife in her hand. I quickly pulled out the hunting knife that Haressa gave me. And I ran to grabbed their leader.

"Not with emotion. The sweetest revenge is the one planned perfectly—cold, calculated, devastating." He stood beside Serena, looking at the photo of Tristan and Sienna on the laptop screen. "Let them enjoy their luxury life for now," he said in an utterly calm but threatening voice. "Let them feel safe. Let them think they’ve won. Because the higher they climb, the harder they’ll fall." He looked at Serena with an intense gaze. "And you—as Serena Blackwood Aldrich, wife of one of the most powerful CEOs in New York—will be the one to push them down. Slowly. Painfully. Until they have nothing left."