Ariana Grande Cheating Novels & Stories

Ariana Mends was auctioned to pay for her father's debt but never did she expect to fall in love with the man who purchased her, especially after finding out that he was the heir of the legendary Blade family and betrothed to another. Caddaric Blade was cold-hearted, ready to take over his dangerous family's multi-billion dollar company and rule the dark mafia, which he already did behind the mask. Being prepared to marry his betrothed, he wanted nothing from Ariana, and gave her her freedom but what was that strange thing cruising through his blood every time he saw her? And why would he kill anyone who dared to hurt her? These feelings were forbidden but with Ariana, they felt just right. Caddaric’s perfect life might just come crumbling when he gives in to those strange vibes especially when a seed is planted or maybe, his stone-cold heart, might have a taste of what he loathed the most, LOVE… This book is a read alone, though a sequel to *Trapped by the ruthless Billionaire*

"Say you're mine little mate." He whispered in her ear, hands pinned to the bed. "I'm—I'm yours." She moaned reluctantly "I'll make you beg for it my little mate. I'll fuck all the reservations from you this fucking night." Levi growled. ~~~ Ariana had always believed her life would be simple. Love, loyalty, and a fated mate chosen by destiny. She trusted the man she loved, the friend she confided in, and the future she thought was guaranteed. But on the night her wolf awakened, fate revealed its cruelty. Her mate was not her lover… but his brother. Alpha Levi—the feared Lycan King, who is rumored to have murdered his own parents and bathed his reign in blood. Terrified of the bond, Ariana ran away from him only to run straight to betrayed. The man she loved had never loved her at all. Her best friend was her enemy. And her life? It was just a prize in a deadly game of power. With nothing left to lose, Ariana makes a choice that confuses everyone. She accepts the bond she once rejected and marries the Alpha everyone fears. What begins as survival turns into something far more dangerous. Desire, loyalty and... love. But enemies do not sleep, and the throne is soaked in blood. As secrets unravel and war looms, Ariana must discover who she truly is—not just as Levi’s mate, but as the unseen power meant to rule beside him. Because in a world built on betrayal, loving the wrong Alpha might be the deadliest choice of all.

Ariana Black is rejected by Alpha Lucas Klein, who in turn chooses another woman to be his mate and Luna. Ariana leaves that place for good, vowing to herself, never to come back. But destiny has other plans for her. Four years later, Alpha Lucas is knocking at her door requesting her help. He needs her by his side to fight off a group of vampires who have killed his pack members and caused chaos in the pack. What he doesn’t expect is that she is married to another man and is pregnant now. Will she help him or will she revenge the pain she has faced?

In this sequel of Being His Wife, our very much loved couple -Ariana and Damien- get to see how what seems like postpartum depression leads to Ariana's yearning for something more, above ordinary. This leads to a series of intense fallouts with her husband, a possible separation and even a divorce. It doesn't stop at that with a high possiblity of infidelity from our retired playboy's end and the return of a vengeful family member. Wanna see how all this unfolds? Stay tuned and prepare for the rollercoaster ride... Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction and some scenes may or may not sit well with certain readers. Your discretion is therefore advised.

On the day of her wedding, Ariana Montenero found her husband sleeping with another woman in their newlywed bedroom. When she ran out of the room in a daze, she was caught by a mysterious man and had a gun held to her head. Before she could grasp what was happening to her, a group of gunmen ambushed her wedding and started shooting everyone on the scene. The last thing she saw before she was taken by her kidnapper was her husband turning away to save himself. Follow Ariana's journey of survival as her story unravels from past to present in my first Thriller/Suspense/Romance - Animal Instinct.

While visiting a property development with my fiancé to buy our first home, I ran into a two-faced real estate agent.   She showered my fiancé with compliments, praising him for being young and successful enough to afford a Rolls-Royce.   Then, she suggested I was a fake socialite with a knockoff designer bag, implying that I was just using my charms to snag a free house.   When she found out the property was meant to be a marital home, her voice grew loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.   “I just think the sugar daddy who bought you those two properties last time treated you pretty well!” “Oh, wait. Miss Gwen, don’t you have several sugar daddies? Do they all know about each other?”   I chuckled. What she didn’t know was that my “sugar daddies” were my godfathers and I really was a socialite.   The kicker, though, was that my so-called wealthy fiancé wasn’t rich at all. In fact, he was just a scholarship student I had been financially supporting!

In the final second before the elevator crashed down, my husband finally picked up my desperate call for help. I begged him, who was in charge of elevator maintenance, to save me. "That elevator was just serviced. What game are you playing?" he snapped. "Wasn't your silent treatment so strong? Keep going and stop bothering me. It's Marina's birthday today." I never reached out to him again. I died. Later, he'd have given anything just to see me one more time.

Our seventh wedding anniversary. I sat at the dining table—alone. My phone buzzed, lighting up with two messages. First, from Tom: [Working late at the office tonight.] Second, anonymous: [Tom is incredible. Can you even keep up?] Attached was a picture of him, lips locked with a woman I didn't recognize. I blew out the candles on the anniversary cake. Eyes shut, I typed back: [Let's divorce.]

My mother-in-law got kidnapped, but my powerful husband, who ran both sides of the law, was too busy throwing a birthday bash for his old flame's dog. The kidnappers warned them they'd kill her if he didn't show up. I didn't beg him to act because, in my past life, I dragged him away from that party despite being eight months pregnant to save his mom. His old flame, who tagged along, got spotted by the kidnappers' lookout. They assaulted her and brutally killed her. Her body parts were left to be eaten by dogs. Furious, he gunned down the culprits and vanished for a month. When he returned, he never mentioned it. Then I gave birth to our son and was full of joy. But he threw me into the woods, weak and defenseless. Wild animals tore me apart, leaving nothing behind. "You were jealous of Alicia and had the kidnappers kill her?" he accused. "You don't deserve her happiness." When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day his mom got kidnapped.

My boyfriend, Drew Myers, has proposed to me 99 times. Meanwhile, his childhood sweetheart, Tammy Fowler, has relapsed into depression 99 times. When Drew makes his 100th proposal, Tammy's depression strikes once more. As usual, he picks up Tammy's call, a gentle smile playing on his lips. With a tired sigh, he turns to me and says, "She's having another breakdown. We'll have to put the proposal on hold this time." Despite it being my birthday, Drew starts clearing away the freshly served dishes as if it were any other day. Fearing I might complain, he shoots me a cold, disapproving glance. "I know you're jealous of Tammy, but she's the one who's struggling. You're a soldier. You should be the bigger person and give her some leeway." Not only does Drew want me to eat Tammy's scraps, but he also orders me to bring them climbing gear at midnight. When Tammy shares intimate photos of them hugging online, his only reaction is to lash out at me. "Do you honestly find satisfaction in pushing Tammy to another breakdown? Is this the honor of a soldier? Your cruelty sickens me!" Over and over, he tears down my character and mocks my integrity. But this time, I simply look down at the special forces recruitment letter in my hand and say nothing. Drew remains oblivious. At last, I'm the one who's letting go.