Revenge Weight Gain Story Novels & Stories

Why should I remain good to people after that? Sophia's head fell. They are on the same boat. He's lucky he still has battalion of soldiers who are still submissive to him, his wealth is still there and his mother is fighting to live. What about her? Even her dignity is gone and that's why she hates herself for loving Justin. "You never told me about this. West, revenge is sweet, but it also has its consequences. If you hurt them, you will be no different from them, I think you should…"

her comparison between me and adophus made anger crawled into my system. My fist balled on it own, all my veins threatening to burst out. The star that's saving her is that she's my fucking mother. "Return his daughter to him while it's still early" she warns. "Over my dead body mum." I growled and then stood up to face her though I towered over her. "Enslaving aduphos daughter isn't even enough to make him pay for all the pains he cost me and this is my revenge." It took all in me to keep my voice at a low pitch. Mum stared at me for a while. her face suddenly went pale and soft.

Every time it sees those families get to be happy, the pain increases and it’s rage does too. My name is Vivian Dongalion, I am that lone wolf, and I am going to get my 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.

“Have you seen it? Everyone’s talking about it. She’s done, she's finished for sure and better, she's out of the picture completely!” Jessica arched a brow, keeping her expression cool despite the rush of pride swelling in her chest. “I’ve seen it,” she said, setting her phone down on the armrest. Jamie perched on the edge of the chaise, grinning like a cat that had just found a bowl of cream. “This is it, Jess. We don’t even have to lift a finger now. I've gotten my revenge against that hypocrite. And for you, well, it's clear, Aaron will never look at her the same way again and at all he'll look at her.

And it all started with ‘Revenge’ to avenge the humility she went through, she decided to turn evil. I must be wasting your time. I know. But it just keeps getting interesting on how every powerful being joined hands together, but are still unable to stop Krulisa and Borham. Now you know, Revenge can make you unstoppable. You just keep pushing yourself to do it, until one day, you finally realise, that revenge made you lose your own world. Now, don’t stop here! Let me tell you what happened next. Back to the story. Heatherhalls Institute.

That was because I knew she wasn't truly seeking forgiveness. She had made another deal with the system. All she needed was for me to say I didn't blame her or that I wasn't angry anymore, and she'd be able to swap our weights again in an instant. I also learned that our weights couldn't be changed once the system locked in a new body weight. That meant she would never gain her weight back, no matter how much she ate. She would be stuck looking like a half-starved, barely human stick figure forever. The thought almost made me smile.

The man I knew, the Masato who always seemed in control of everything, had gone through that? "When he finally got out, he wasn’t the same. And that’s when his revenge began." Thomas moved closer to the table and, in a somber voice, said: "He went back to that orphanage. He ordered it to be set on fire, with all the staff inside. None of them survived." I felt the blood drain from my face. I couldn’t imagine Masato, with all his charm and self-control, ordering something like that. I mean, yes, there was danger in his eyes, and I knew making him angry was definitely risky, but…

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?