Weight Gain Revenge Story Novels & Stories

The moment I arrived in front of the company building, David stopped me. "Mr. Keele, I visited my son yesterday. He's lost so much weight. He feels deeply sorry for what he did to you. He can't even eat from the guilt. He asked me to pass on a message. Please forgive him. Give him a chance to start over–" I was annoyed. "Move!" I uttered. David clenched his jaw. His expression turned vicious. "Looks like my son was right about you. You're cold-blooded and heartless. You abuse your power and money to destroy other people!"

… The humiliation and torture I'd suffered in my past life were paid back in full to the despicable pair. As their screams echoed through the empty streets, my parents couldn't bear to watch and turned away, closing their eyes. Meanwhile, I kept my eyes locked on the scene and watched until both Hailey and Ronnie took their last breath. Finally, the crushing weight in my chest dissipated. "Revenge is complete, and Flint's mental block is cleared. Mental power has significantly increased! "+2,000 rage points! A special reward includes three basic power awakening potions." I looked at the three blue vials that appeared in my hand and smiled. With these, Mom and Dad could awaken their superpowe

The memory of her baby's innocent face, cold and lifeless in her arms, gave her strength she had never known before. As she stood there, a lone figure against the backdrop of the moon, Aline's vow of revenge echoed through the clearing. The winds carried her determination, her pain, and her newfound power – a power that would soon shake the foundations of the very pack that had underestimated her for far too long.

“Alright. We’ll do it your way. Have the stock prices dropped?” “Yes. They tanked within hours. What happened last night hit us harder than we ever imagined,” she says, handing me her tablet. I stare at the numbers, and right then and there, I swear to myself—no matter what it takes, I will get revenge on my wife and on Dubois. Even if it’s the last thing I ever do.

POV Amy The weight of the satin on my body no longer felt like a shroud; it felt like armor. I felt every beat of my heart like a war drum echoing against my ribs as I watched Warren’s empire of lies crumble in real time. The plan Nora and I had forged in the depths of sleepless nights was finally coming to fruition, piece by piece, with the surgical precision of a revenge that waited a lifetime—or perhaps two—to be served. However, victory had an acrid taste I hadn’t foreseen.

She said and hang up the call after getting his approval. She hissed angrily and shoved her phone on the desk. "I still have more to do and making him loss his only source of income is only the tip in the ice berg," She muttered angrily. She felt an unexplained amount of emotions brewing inside her and her thirst for revenge grew more and more. "He haven't suffered enough. I'll make sure that his flesh inside won't be seen in this world anymore. I'll make sure he dies along with those that means dearly to him," She laughed hysterically as she dialed a number.

Well, I was always surrounded by guys since they were instrumental in our vengeance plotting, but I was not really interested in any of them. I recall from my childhood that I had to devote my time and energy to exercising and increasing my stamina on a daily basis. Boys were never only a source of disruption in our plans. I couldn't allow myself to be disturbed. All of a sudden, a hazy memory of my very first rejection came flooding back to me. “Kick harder, Av! How would you kill a bear with that kick? Harder!”

Because I can never have everything in life but nobody says that I can't have my revenge on people who used me. I am Ann hamburger, a self independent woman and not sex addict, and I am back to get my revenge on everyone who used me. Get ready for a revenge love story of miss Ann hamburger, with a lots of steamy scene.... [Excerpt] “Get her, she has taken my money… she’ll have to give me more than she has taken” Alec said to his guard coldly. No one messes with him and if this harlot had dared to… she has to bear the consequences.

"--ah you pervert I don't even know why I am explaining myself to you." "Princess as much as I like your voice I would prefer not being called a pervert. It doesn't go with my status." "Yeah I know the truth hurts. But sometimes you need to look into the mirror and face the fact." I could see him getting angry and this made me smile. “You might do it every day and realize that each day you are gaining weight and becoming fatter.” He said with a small smirk making me glare at him. “You say that but still take your time in ogling me. Get your facts straight mister.” I said now giving him the smug smile.

“I want to be in your arms, Marcus. More than anything. But not as a woman who was rescued. Not as someone who leaned on another man to get her life back. I want to come to you whole. Victorious. Because then, and only then, will I know I didn’t just survive Ryan, I defeated him.” Silence fell... The fire inside me burned brighter than fear, stronger than the need for safety in his arms. I had to do this. I had to reclaim what was mine, on my own, before I could ever lean into his warmth without guilt, without fear, without shame. On equal ground. I just knew that I had to win. I just knew that I had to get back what I wanted. I took a deep breath before I said, “I’m not letting him get away