Best Cheating Revenge Novels & Stories

Seven Months Later If the best revenge was proving the enemies wrong by reaching heights they never expected, then the best satisfaction came with watching them devour each other. Justice, no matter how far it was or how long it took, would definitely be observed someday. In a way that no one would see coming. Aaron was already in a hot soup when the audio leaked and the scandal erupted, and Greg appeared at the perfect moment, shocked and angry by Aaron’s betrayal, to expose their crimes together. They’d bribed the company’s board, the witnesses, turning every evidence against Killian, marking his downfall.

If Philip, a seemingly gentle man, had still murdered my parents, Matt—who was far more unpleasant—wouldn’t hesitate to do something even worse. “We’re going to strike back where it hurts the most… well, where it hurts Matt the most.” A perverse smile spread across Leandro’s face—a smile I had never seen before, one filled with a thirst for revenge.

"You're sorry? My daughter has been hiding in a motel three states away, crying herself to sleep every night, because her mate betrayed her in the worst possible way. And you're sorry?" "I know sorry isn't enough. I know nothing I say can fix what I did. But Marcus, I—" "Beta Marcus," he corrected coldly. "You lost the right to use my first name when you decided to cheat on my daughter." "Beta Marcus," I amended, bowing my head in submission. "You're right. About all of it. I was selfish and cruel and I threw away the best thing that ever happened to me because I was too stupid to see what I had."

“If this ever were to happen, I'd say since he doesn't recognize you, getting closer to him would be the best shot at revenge. He will most definitely be in a new era of his life now, so getting closer to learn details about him would be smart. Imagine him thinking you were his friend all along, only for you to stab him right there in the back where it hurts with delicate information you have gathered about him. He deserves to go through the same humiliation you went through because of him….” I watched her while being quiet for quite sometime. Chloe was right. Straight up revenge shouldn't be how I come up to him. I should be like a slow poison. Slowly destroying him, but from the inside. An

“Clearly, you didn’t. Your child will hate you for bringing them into this world and not being around when they need you. And Celine, what she will do if you leave her after planting your seed inside her womb? “ “She cheated on me, Lauren, with my best friend. She isn’t the nave, innocent woman that you are thinking.” “So, is this your revenge plan?” “What? No,” “She cheated on you with your best friend, so you are now ruining her life by leaving her on the altar ahead of the entire California on your wedding day. The perfect way to wreck her life, isn’t it? “

Whether it was me bailing on him for a friend, smashing one of his precious collectibles, going away for a sudden work trip, or even being asked out on a date by my long-time admirer, he never got mad once. I had always thought I had found the perfect man with high emotional intelligence, but it turned out that "good temper" wasn't a virtue, but something masked by sheer guilt. After we started dating, Jared began giving me expensive gifts—necklaces worth a fortune, custom high fashion from the pack's famous designers. I thought they were proof of his love, but they were only a counter for the number of times he had cheated on me. He felt a brief stab of guilt every time he came home from fo

"It's your fault! It's all your fault!" "What? It's obviously your fault! I was on Mr. Leeds' side! You're the one who convinced me to believe Yves, saying that his major was in Food Safety, so he's smarter and more trustworthy than Mr. Leeds! Look what happened! I was the one who was tricked!" "Don't even mention that asshole Yves! He's probably hiding with his parents somewhere!" "If I ever catch him, I won't let him off the hook!" Amidst their angry shouts, Steve, who had once been saved by me but then betrayed me, suddenly dropped to his knees.

I had a mission to uphold, and as much as our bond was tugging due to our distance, I had to keep focused. My hand gently presses against my bedroom door to find Laura asleep in my bed. A strange sensation washes over my chest, sharp but bright. I study her sleeping face and steady breath. I wish for nothing more than to crawl in beside her and wrap her up in my arms, but I’m a mess. I stare down at the dirt and blood on my body, silently draw the door shut, and walk towards the guest shower. I scrub every inch of my body three times. I don’t want any of their scents lingering on my skin. Laura shouldn’t have to endure that possibility. Because she was sent for her revenge and she has all th

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

“We are, in our own way, similar to him. Remember, as part of the Revenge Club, we make sure justice is served.” “You mean, he is going to do something to the waiter?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. My heart was pounding as hard as my head with the thought of the consequences. “Aaron McArthur strikes me as the person who will squeeze out any ounce of truth out of someone before letting them go. And I don’t think that person will dare to lie to him,” Lizzie’s words grounded me, reminding me who was the savior from my dazed night. My thoughts took me to Michael, and the way he promised me justice. He couldn’t be the one behind the drugs, he didn’t need to do that.