Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

"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."

My breath immediately caught in my throat as the electric eyes flickered over me, and a second later, recognition set in them. "If it isn't Victor Kane’s little whore of a wife," his mouth pulled into a humorless smile. Cold washed through me immediately, replacing the heat from being so close to him. I flinched away from his hold at his crass words, even though they were true. I had never personally met Mr. Wolfe but I had heard my hus- I mean, Ex husband- talk about him severally. From how Victor had spoken about him with unconcealed disgust and hatred, I'd expected him to be another fat, hideous man not the adonis that stood before me. The rivalry between the two men was legendary, and

Ethan I absorbed everything without letting it show. "And what were you instructed to do?" "He instructed us to kill you." A pause. "And your wife." The room was completely quiet. God, my wife... I can't believe Victor Kane has the guts to target me and my pregnant wife. Something moved through me that I did not let reach my face.

It’s against the Werewolf legendary rule," I said sternly. She grinned from ear to ear as she kneaded her elbow. "Yes, you will be crowned the Werewolf queen this year." "First and foremost, I must assassinate those five assassins." Nyka later went to the Felis farmstead to carry out our plan for tomorrow. I went into my room and looked out the window. His large eyelashes and the lamp light near his bed table fell on his face as he slept blissfully. It accentuated his attractiveness and sped up my heartbeat. Amethyst, just don't forget about your vengeance and divert your attention away from it. With a shake of my head, I exhaled deeply. He abruptly awoke from his slumber and gazed around, a

The TV screen loaded for some seconds before it played some shameful moments of Aubrey. On the first part, The TV screen was dark and nobody could actually see it clearly, but it would could squint his or her eyes properly one could clearly see a woman on top of a man, she was holding a bottle of Vodka as she threatened the man. "Hey, if you don't do what I say, I will make sure to end your family life, you know I can do that, oh and I will make it look like you raped me in front of the camera" She drank the bottle as she spat on the face.

"If you ever speak to my wife that way again—" "Your wife?" Victor interrupted. "Is that what you're calling her? The woman who spent three years plotting your destruction? Who used you, lied to you, manipulated you into falling in love with her just so she could tear you down?" "She told me the truth. She chose me over her revenge. That's more honor than you've shown in your entire life."

she adds softly. I stare at the hand, imagining its tendons severed. Hate. Hate. Hate. Kill. Maim. Destroy. Valentina collects her fingers, hiding them under the table and her eyes seem to search my face for an answer to my rather disturbing mood. She must find it because she looks away sharply, her fingers shaking on her fork. There’s murder in my eyes, has been there since I returned home and found that my wife has been behind the mysterious strings of unfortunate incidents surrounding me recently.

Her arms and legs had been covered with bruises. The caption had read: "Silence does not mean weakness. I’ve put up with you again and again, only to be met with escalating harm. We should have zero tolerance for domestic violence." She had even deliberately tagged several local public-interest news outlets. She had intended to repeat her old trick—using public opinion to pressure me again. Unfortunately, she hadn't known that from the moment I decided to fight back, I had followed my lawyer's advice. All my phone calls with her had been recorded.

“Without even knowing, he stirred the hornet’s nest with his own hands. And whoever does that… should have no complaints when they get stung.” My wife laughed, that beautiful, musical laugh that held a blade’s edge. She bent down, her dark hair brushing my chest, and kissed me. It was a soft kiss now, full of promise and poison. “We haven’t stung yet, my love,” she whispered against my mouth. “We’ve just landed on the skin. The stinging… that comes next. And it will hurt so much more.” She had ideas. Villainous, wonderful advice on how to turn the heat up. How to make Victor’s world crumble from the inside out. How to target not just him, but everyone close to him. The girl. The boy. The cri

The rouge guards were so speechless and felt ashamed of themselves that they had been defeated by a woman. The rouge guards felt the sharp pain in their bodies caused by the fighting against Rizine. Because they never thought that a woman like Rizine could be that strong. Because they never knew that Rizine had become that strong. The last time they check she is just a weak wolf-she. But they never realize they would be severely wounded by a woman. "Attacked her!" Beta ordered them.