Best Cheating Revenge Novels & Stories

“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.

They might just end up cheating later on. Hence, they all believed that Chester was far too trusting. How could he still be so calm when things with Harry and Giselle had gotten so out of control? Shouldn't he yell at Giselle and break up with her? The haters waited anxiously, and the keyboard warriors tapped even more furiously. "Is Chester some kind of saint? He's been cheated on by his own girlfriend, but he hasn't done anything at all. Is that what rich people are like nowadays?"

Hurt her so she could also feel the amount of pain that drowned me. The high of having succeeded in half of my revenge plans still enclosing me in a world were all I thought of before I went to bed was how to ruin one certain Skyla Jefferson. “Hey mate,” Charlie’s voice cut through my thoughts. He waltzed in, a brown envelope tucked underneath his arm. My final masterpiece sealed within, out of sight. “How’s everything coming along, Charlie?” I asked, gently clicking close on the video of Tanya sabotaging Skyla’s image. She acted the part so well that she actually deserved an Oscar.

"Yeah! How could you hit him?" I sneered. "Pamela, you cheated while we were still married. The divorce isn't even finalized yet, and you dare show up in public like this? Your family used to be dirt poor. Now that you have a little money, you're out here shamelessly keeping a side piece. "You're even acting as if you have class. It's the first time I've seen something like this." "What did you say? Who are you calling a side piece?" William lost it.

"And I thought I was being smart. If there wasn't an unlucky twist of fate... I could've gotten away with it." "What did you do?" I insist. I can't wait to hear the end of this story anymore. She takes a deep breath. "When Patrick admitted to having cheated on me, I- didn't take it well," she stands up, unable to sit still as haunting memories consume her. "I decided to have my revenge, to hurt him as much as I could without hurting my children in the process. And I knew he'd feel the most pain if Valeria died. But I wasn't willing to risk my freedom, of course," she rubs her hands, "so I devised a plan."

We went to celebrate our victory, or so we thought. Anyway, ladies and gentlemen, meet me, Alessio Romano, the eighteen-year-old leader of the Russian Mafia and the world's best hitman. It's a pleasure to meet you.

I want deep, seated, pain that keeps him up at night. I want him in tears. I want him sobbing, not telling me he needs a friend when he'll go back home to fuck the same girl he cheated on me with. Chiara wrapped one of her arms around me, shaking me out of my headspace. “Don't let him bother you. Your revenge will happen. Karma will hit him. And he'll be crying like a baby, begging you to take him back. Then you'll flick your hair and pretend you don't know him.”

“A man like you could have anyone. Anyone better than her. Why waste your time on leftovers? She’s not even tight anymore so why bother? And her tits are saggy. You might want to check that before you commit.” I smirked proudly, throwing every word that I could think of to make her sound like the mistake he’d regret making and Olivia had helped perfectly, enough to make it certain that in a moment he'd see reason and his jaw would tighten, his arm would loosen around her waist, and he’d step back from the beautiful disaster I’d just laid bare for everyone to see. And with the look of things, I'm certain he would leave her just hearing all this from me because surely a man like Caesar Dominic

"You want to talk about real? How about the real reason you're even in this picture? You've been circling Pierce like a vulture since day one, Madison. Playing the sweet, supportive friend while whispering poison in his ear about me." "I never—" "Save it." I looked between them, feeling nothing but exhaustion and disgust. "You deserve each other. You really do." Pierce's hands balled into fists. "You still haven't answered my question. Did you or did you not cheat on me with Preston?" "I didn't cheat on you with anyone, you paranoid asshole. Unlike you, I actually have standards." "Then why are you so desperate to end this? Why now?"

“But because I am your FRIEND, I thought of informing you about the incident.” Vivian inhaled sharply. Until now, she’s bothered at the painful fact that her husband is cheating. “So, what is your plan? Now that you know your husband is cheating, what will you do next?” Lance asked. Jane quickly set her eyes to Vivian. She’s also curious. What will be the result of her unexpected revenge?