Revenge Novels

1. I was never a child of the Croft pack. I was war loot. Salvaged from the slaughterhouse ruins of a rogue wolf massacre. That night. The air thick with the stench of torn entrails and fresh blood. My mother shoved me down into a narrow, damp cellar and used her own body to brace the flimsy wooden door. I crouched in absolute darkness. My hand clamped tight over my sister Emily's mouth. All night. The sound of fangs tearing through flesh. Bones being crunched alive. At the breaking point o

1 Five years after being welcomed into their fancy life, Chad, the adopted son, totaled my leg in a car crash. My folks and Emily, my childhood sweetheart, lost it. They rushed me to the ER, and when the doctor said I might be wheelchair-bound for life, Emily proposed right then and there. She promised to take care of me forever. My parents cut ties with Chad, demanding I hand over any evidence so they could deal with it. They wanted me to focus on recovery. Later, they said Chad panicked

A new marketing director just parachuted into our company. The new guy wanted to assert his dominance immediately. On his very first day, he dug up an old, dusty account to frame me and suspended me from work. What he didn't realize was that I held eighty percent of the marketing department's client resources in my palm. Since he wanted to squeeze me out, he shouldn't complain when I decide to let everything burn once they beg for my return. 1 The former marketing director was transferred t

1. I sat on the fifty-thousand-dollar Italian leather sofa in my Upper East Side penthouse, my fingertips ice-cold. The bespoke gift box from a high-end stationer in my hands, meant to hold my ten-year dream, now felt as heavy as a tombstone. It held our wedding invitations. I'd spent three months picking the perfect paper texture for this. I remember Spencer glancing at the samples, barely interested. "Just get the most expensive one, Chloe. We need everyone to know the Whitman wedding is fl

While waiting in the hospital lounge for my vasectomy, I stumbled across a trending thread on an anonymous forum. "What is the ultimate revenge against another man?" The top upvoted response instantly caught my eye. "Simple. You act as his absolute best friend while quietly taking away everything he holds dear." "To be completely honest, that is exactly what I am doing to my childhood buddy right now." "Before he even realized it, his wealthy parents began treating me like their own son, gi

1 My childhood sweetheart got a do-over. The first thing he did in this new life? He ignored me, bleeding out in a totaled car, and ran to my stepsister, cowering in the distance. Last time around, Ashley, my stepsister, engineered that car crash to steal my inheritance. I ended up a vegetable for three years. Jake, my childhood best friend, hated her for it. He swore revenge at my bedside. And for three years, I watched him torture her. His favorite method? Using his body to punish her e

The second before I died, Willa leaned into my ear. "Your house, your savings... it's all going to be my husband's soon. Oh, wait. I mean your husband's," she whispered. I opened my eyes. I was back in the dressing room on my wedding day. My gown wasn't even fully buttoned yet. In the mirror, my bridesmaid was adjusting my veil with a gentle smile. I picked up my phone. I opened a livestream app. I typed a title with only two words: Wedding Live. 1 When I died, the back of my head hit the

To test my worth, my old man made me work as a server on our family's private submarine. When we hit 200 meters, I sensed something wrong with the engine and the cabin pressure. I rushed into the main hall to warn everyone. Instead, I ran into my gold-digging ex-boyfriend. He was holding his new girlfriend, pinching his nose as if I smelled. "Nora, you're just a waitress who clears plates. What do you know about engines?" "You're just making up stories to ruin my proposal, aren't you?" "Ar

1 I'd had a crush on Ethan for ten years, and he'd been annoyed with me for just as long. Finally, one day, I took matters into my own hands, leaving him with nothing but his pride and two hundred bucks. He was humiliated and vowed revenge, but I vanished. I dodged him for three years, until my dad passed away, leaving me an orphan. Ethan's parents, always kind to me, said, "Our home is your home now, and Ethan's your brother." Looking at Ethan's face, a mask of horrified disbelief, I chirped,

Three days before our wedding anniversary, Silas changed his phone password for the sixth time. I watched the unnatural twitch at the corner of his mouth―his classic tell whenever he lied. I didn't start a fight. Instead, I spent the afternoon pulling every hotel record and bank transfer from the past six months. He had spent two hundred and eighty-three thousand dollars on a college student named Lexi. On the night of our anniversary, I didn't wait for him to come home. I spread twenty-one pag

I used to live a simple life, running a deli and raising my little girl. Then, one day, my daughter was snatched away. I thought it was the man who had betrayed me years ago. I took off my apron and headed to the storage room. I pulled out my dusty, long-forgotten gear. I would never let anyone who touched my daughter get away with it. But what I didn’t expect was that the real mastermind behind her abduction was actually her own biological father. 1. I stood in the surveillance r

1 It was our fourth anniversary, the secret milestone of our love. I was at home, surrounded by a surprise I'd spent hours preparing. I sat there in the dim light, waiting for him to walk through the door. Then, my phone buzzed. It was Tristan. The background noise on the other end was a chaotic roar of a party, but his voice cut through the static like a jagged blade. "If I wasn't trying to piss off Sienna, do you really think I'd ever be with Willa?" "Every time I think about being with

Ever since I was a little girl, I followed my Nana to learn the ancient arts―reading faces, auditing home energies, and breaking cycles of bad luck. For years, I silently absorbed the negative karma for my family, shielding them from disasters and ensuring their lives were smooth sailing. But instead of being grateful, my parents and brother looked down on me. They called my skills "creepy," "primitive," and "delusional." Even my fiancé publicly broke off our engagement, mocking me in fron

My company had just landed a massive deal, and we were celebrating at a gala. My wife, Mila, suddenly claimed she was having an allergic reaction and begged me to go buy medicine. I spent forever searching for a pharmacy and finally found one with a long line. While I was waiting, an old man charged in and tried to cut ahead of me. I stood my ground, but the old man suddenly suffered a heart attack and died on the spot. Public outrage exploded, and I was crucified by millions of strangers o

My childhood sweetheart and my biological brother hated my guts. They were convinced I had bullied their precious little angel, Misty. To get revenge, they publicly slandered me at my own promotion gala. Pierce, the man I’d loved since we were kids, pointed a finger at me in front of everyone. “She’s a toxic bully who harassed her classmates. A woman this vile shouldn't be in a position of power!” Under the spotlight, Misty Sterling made her entrance with a fragile smile. “I’ve found peace

I was skydiving with my wife and her secret obsession. Suddenly, my parachute jammed. It wouldn't open. My wife, a professional instructor, saved me in a heartbeat. But in doing so, her lover's chute failed, and he plunged to his death. From that day on, she looked at me with nothing but pure hatred. She claimed I had planned the whole thing to kill him. To get her revenge, she lured me back into the sky years later. She sabotaged my gear and watched as I fell four thousand meters to my d

1 On the day Tristan's condition took a turn for the worse, needing urgent surgery, I did something unthinkable. I called him a burden in front of everyone. I abandoned him despite his desperate, tearful pleas. Seven years later, he returned as a world-renowned billionaire. He was back for blood. To get revenge on the woman who broke his heart, he silenced my mother and sent my father to prison. He used every connection he had to find me. He wanted to see me crawl and beg for mercy. Finall

1. After I discovered the marriage certificate was a forgery, I stopped answering Eamon’s endless calls. I also stopped managing the trivial affairs of the Sterling estate. I spent my days and nights away from home, losing myself in the underground bars of lower Manhattan with my best friend. Eamon didn't seem to care. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum like some immature high school girl. That is, until he returned from a ski trip in Aspen with his female executive. At the family's T

1 I spent five years in a marriage with Cooper Sinclair that was built on resentment. He was forced to marry me because of our families. So, he got his revenge the only way he knew how: fast cars, endless partying, and a permanent place on every gossip blog in the country. He made me a joke. Tonight, at the Sinclair family dinner, he brought another pretty, innocent-looking starlet. Just like always. Waiting for me to crack, to fall apart. But not this time. This time, I wouldn't give him

1 My adoptive parents' golden boy, Scott, took a bunch of underage kids up a mountain without permission and three of them ended up dead. And guess who they decided to throw under the bus? Me. Dad forced me to kneel in front of the victims' families, using a hiking pole to smash my leg, inch by inch. "He's the one who used these legs to drag your kids up there! I'll make sure he never hikes again!" he screamed. Mom didn't even flinch as she ripped my name off the family insurance policy. "S