Shemale Revenge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Even if she was finally kicked out of the Sanchez family and had nothing in her career and family, they still refused to let her go. In the end, they slaughtered and killed her. This hatred never ends. Fortunately, God took pity on her and let her be reborn, and it happened to be the night when she was framed to have an accident. Unlike before the rebirth, she didn't lose herself at the beginning. Now that the decline has been reversed, she must live a wonderful life when she is reborn. And those who harmed her, she would not let any of them go. The familiar but long-lost phone rang, Ashley was startled for a while, and then she took out the phone from her bag.

I would love to smack that shameless act on that witch’s ugly face, parade it as the greatest achievement that I have ever had, and watch her jaw break from shock and mental rejection. That certainly would be the grand fun of beginning my revenge, right? That would drive her and her conniving mother-in-law wild. She will die of disbelief that the man she snatched from me all thanks to that damn agreement was moaning my name under the sheets while he gleefully fucked me like he has never done anyone. She might suffer a heart attack for that.

I drove to where Taryn jumped off the cliff and into the sea. Black, mounting Cliff. This was the place where Taryn jumped off in despair. Wait a minute, it was not what had happened. She was not completely forced to. I missed some important info. That day, some werewolf was shooting a video, which happened to record what had happened ------ Her wolf was running, followed by some other tightly. But by the edge of the cliff, she shifted back into human shape and walked slowly. with her back towards the sea, she stretched out her arms and retreated a few steps, falling into the water.

I am sure she will look good in that but I don’t want her to wear that for her date. My initial plan was to hide her lipstick or something like that because it makes girls go crazy but I think I have a better plan. I took a scissors from her desk and I know it is mean but is revenge. I cut parts of her dress and hid the torn pieces under her bed, I was keeping her scissors back when the door to the washroom opened and Amelia came out in just a towel. This girl is going to drive me crazy. “Ahhhhh…” she started shrieking like crazy and I looked at her you know how.

“Such a greedy little whore for your stepbrother.” Lila’s mind screamed with shame and pleasure. She loved this. The pain from his slaps mixed with the deep ache of him stretching her. She came hard, her juices squirting down her thighs onto the floor. Her inner thoughts raced like a twisted game in her head. More pain. More shame. Level up this filthy need inside me.

Tomorrow is a big day for her though the marriage might be a sham but she's still getting married. Once upon a time she had wanted to get married to the love of her life live life like every normal girl and have a complete family. But who was she kidding her life is far from normal, yes she's marrying a man who was once the love of her life. Right now she felt nothing for him all she craves is revenge revenge revenge. And she's going to get it…. The car finally came to a halt in front of an impressive glass-walled building, where a valet stood ready to assist her.

She whipped around and exited the bathroom, keeping herself close to the wall, not knowing who or what to expect. Nothing that she could’ve come up with would prepare her for the sight in front of her, though. James, with that stupid smirk on his face, just like the one he wore the night of the festival. Flooded with anger and a million questions, she crossed her arms over her chest and stared him down. He chuckled. “Dressed already? Pity, thought I could’ve snuck a peak. You’re not particularly intriguing, although I can admit you possess certain…assets that one can appreciate.”

My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation. “He likely wanted to return the money for the same reason,” the Shaman added with a knowing smile. “‘Will this dead spirit drag me to hell, too? I’ll give back what I took. Please spare me!’” She laughed, but I noticed Chairwoman’s gaze shift toward me. Chairwoman’s right hand moved close to mine as she spoke again. “But she’s alive, right?” Her hand reached for mine, seeking reassurance. The Shaman’s expression grew distant, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I’m not sure. From what I see, she’s neither fully dead nor truly alive.”

How Selene favors you. “We give thanks to our benevolent Goddess! Our Mother! Our miracle bringer! The Goddess most glorious and high!” The Reverend Mother continues. “We give our devotion to the Goddess!” We echo back in confirmation. “Under this full moon, transform into your true spiritual form!” The Reverend mother turns her back to the crowd, and pulls open her robe. Her body shifting into a wolf before any of her nakedness could be viewed. Her wolf then tilts back its head and howls to the moon.

Her sulfuric pheromones burst like sparks. Gloria, having recently spent a fortune on the headpiece for Sabrina only to be neglected by her mate, was already seething with resentment. At Sabrina's unprovoked attack, her iron-gray pupils narrowed instantly, and she retaliated with a slap of her own. Iron-infused pheromones, carrying suppressed fury, lashed back. The two wrestled instantly, their wolf claws glinting menacingly as they tore at each other. Pheromones swirled chaotically in the air like boiling venom.