Shemale Revenge Novels & Stories

I thought in my mind. "I hope I didn’t spoil anything. You don’t mind me staying here for a bit do you, hi I am Louise Peterson and you are Tiana, the legend." The girl prattled out without pausing for breath. "Wait, what did she say… I just found my first target, and I didn’t have to even look. Damn revenge is sweeter than I thought. I am so going to enjoy this." My mind said sinisterly as I brought out a hand for a handshake.

“Leave the clothes there. Now get the fuck out of my office, you pathetic slut.” I ran from the building, sobbing uncontrollably the entire drive home. The image of his cock slamming into her tight pussy replayed endlessly in my mind, mixing with his degrading words. I cried on the bathroom floor for hours, mascara running, then in a fit of rage and hurt, I stripped and fucked myself viciously with my biggest dildo on the bed, pounding my “loose” pussy until I squirted everywhere. My phone buzzed with an unknown number. Unknown: If you want real revenge on that cheating piece of shit husband, come to Eclipse Massage Parlour tonight at 9pm sharp. Don’t tell anyone yet. You won’t regret it.

She knew the greatest revenge was not to kill your enemies—it was to let them live, to watch them squirm, to let them realize they had never truly known you, and to torture them slowly with regret and powerlessness until they longed for death but could never find it. “How dare you—!” Rach screamed, lunging forward to strike back. But Selin caught her wrist mid‑air without breaking a sweat, then drove her knee hard into Rach’s stomach. Rach doubled over in agony and stumbled backward, crashing into a nearby table. Fine crystal glasses toppled and shattered across the floor, and expensive red wine spilled all over her designer gown, leaving her looking disheveled and ridiculous. The surroundin

Someone jumped into the driver's seat through the open door and started the car, driving off before I could even process the situation. I looked through the side mirror to see the cops chasing after the car. That would mean... The woman driving took a glance at me and cursed. "Fuck! Don't you dare move." She ordered but I wasn't even the tiniest bit scared. I could recognize her figure, the years did nothing to change it... She was the one who murdered my mother. Renee.

I scrub, I scrub until my skin is red, raw, as if to tear off the stain, the smell, the memory of that night. But it doesn't go away. The pain between my thighs is a constant reminder. The stain on the sheet is seared into my memory like a brand. I thought I was at the bottom of the well after Raphaël's betrayal. I was wrong. He had only pushed me to the edge. That night, in that unknown bed, I hit rock bottom. A muddy, icy bottom, where nothing matters anymore. Where you are nothing anymore. I collapse at the bottom of the bathtub, hot water streaming over my body that is no longer quite mine. And in the roar of the water, a new oath is forged, darker, more definitive than all the others. A

“I'm thinking I don't need to break Anessa,“ I said, my mind racing. “I just need to break her mom. That woman is a coward. She's terrified of going to the gutter. I'm going to blackmail her. I'll tell her that if she doesn't find a way to poison that marriage, if she doesn't break the bond between Darius and Anessa from the inside, I'm going to pick up the phone. I'll call that man. I'll tell him where his 'property' is currently hiding. I'll tell him that Anessa is playing queen in the Steele manor and I'll give him the keys to the door.“ I stood up and paced the room, the adrenaline finally overriding the hangover. “I'll destroy them both. Anessa thinks she's safe because she has Darius's

Of course she just lived a free life yet it wasn't close to what she expected. Her eyes turned dark as she gazed at nothing, all those memories she tried to keep kept flooding back, in the past she would have cried and wailed but now only revenge was clearly seen in her dark eyes, though she had nothing to loose yet she could put her self in a lot of danger. Her dark eyes glistened, she trusted her family yet they let her down, she fell blindly for who she was not supposed to fall with. She smirked, revenge would be so sweet but first, her plans has to go on flawlessly, her family would taste what she tasted.

," River said, patience filled in his voice. I nodded as I thought critically. River sat there patiently waiting for me to decide, so they could give me a new life immediately. I sighed deeply. I was determined to use this rebirth as an opportunity to seek revenge on those who had wronged me. And with River's support, I felt more confident than ever that justice would be served. I knew the reason I was given a second chance was to avenge my death and that of my parents who were brutally killed by the ungrateful Constance and her now-husband. As I thought about my revenge, the answer to River's question clicked in. "I want to be known as Elara," I finally said, my voice steady and determined.

“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.

“Lucian if you are here to pay respects at my father's memorial, I suggest you sit and let the ceremony carry on. Do not cause any distraction, we will sort out whatever issue we have later on.” I clenched my jaw, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. For years, I had lived in the shadow, which made my revenge slower than I wanted. I decided to show my face to Damon now to let him know I was ready to take back what was rightfully mine. With how impatient he is, I know showing myself to him would greatly trouble him, I was certain he was going to snap and try to stage an attack on me, and that was exactly what I wanted. He needed to come to me on his own. Straightening my tie, I replie