Best Cheating Revenge Novels & Stories

" I leaned slightly closer to the glass, watching the fear grow in his eyes. "Your so-called best friend, Denise, made a deal for a lighter sentence. She handed over every one of your secret ledgers and identified you as the mastermind. "According to her, she was nothing more than your unwilling accomplice." Jason froze. Then he jerked his head up, his eyes blazing with fury as his features twisted into a mask of rage. "That bitch! She betrayed me!" He threw himself at the glass, pounding on it like a madman as a feral roar tore from his throat.

He grabbed Kael by the collar and roared, "100,000? To repay everything Veya has sacrificed? She helped you pay off 10 million in debt!" Hearing Chris’s words, one of my business partners immediately offered to find the best lawyer to help me fight this in court. But Kael remained unfazed by Chris’s fury. Instead, he smeared my reputation further. "Oh, is this your lover? Looks like you’ve been living quite well since my fake death. You probably paid off those debts by sleeping with these men, didn’t you? I mean, how else could an Omega manage a company?"

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

Bianca felt she was exacting revenge for Dorian throwing her aside. She felt she had discovered his financial misbehaviour entirely on her own. The truth, though, is different. I had arranged every last piece of evidence in her way. Knowing she would not object to the chance to be the one bringing him down, I had made sure she discovered the offshore accounts, the illegal transactions, the political bribes. Her perfect weapon was her need for retribution. And now that weapon has been released. I breathed gently, savouring the thought that within hours Dorian Tempest's meticulously chosen empire would start to fall apart.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

stage. Who would have thought things would change so fast? Not long ago, he was resentful toward his father for being a cheater, and now he had done the exact same thing to me. They were no different. They were both womanizers. And things would certainly get intense if I ended up with his father. That thought jolted me awake. Maybe Lesly was right—revenge is a dish best served sweet. There is no rewind in real life; Mark cannot undo his mistakes. It was my turn to do something that would make his blood boil.

“Mine cheated with his trainer. I found out he was the one who curated the same playlist my boyfriend and I fuck with. It was a messy one.” “Hold up! He cheated with his male trainer?” Isabella asked. “So he’s a closeted gay?” She roared in laughter, the rest of us joining her. “And he wasn’t even a top,” Chloe adds amidst the fits of laughter she’s having. “Anyway, I stayed for two months just to fuck his childhood best friend as revenge. Best sex I’ve ever had.” Isabella laughs softly. “I caught mine with his assistant on my birthday. I still went home and fucked the guy who delivered the apology flowers the next day. Sometimes you just need to feel wanted.”

Then, she leaned in, gestured toward a line on the menu, and patiently explained. A few minutes later, Ava nodded and waved her off. Then, she took a bite of the steak. This time, her eyebrow arched. Finally, she finished her dessert and turned off her recording gear. Then, she immediately started editing the video. 20 minutes later, Stephanie called me and announced, "Ms. Roe, she just posted." I clicked on the video with a blunt title. "Epicure Group's 298-dollar set. A total rip-off or a real comeback? Today, I tested it out myself."

He flashed a seductive wink before turning to stand side to side with Phil. Anika quickly found a corner to hide where the crowd were, she was still watching though. Silently rooting for them. The third thug came from the side. Christopher caught his fist and slammed it into the edge of a nearby table, it shattered instantly, next following the thug’s scream. Phil faced the forth, punching him hard on the face his nose broke, that covered his face in blood. The last thug standing directed attention towards Christopher as he smashed a bottle on the wall, grinned wickedly and lunged with the broken neck of the bottle.

Caught myself on a display case. "You really thought you'd win?" Natasha's voice was pure venom. "Thought you'd swoop in and save Calloway? Take everything that should have been mine?" "He was never yours." I pulled free of her grip. "You cheated on him. Manipulated him. Tried to trap him with lies." "And you're so much better?" She laughed. "A pregnant divorcée who trapped him with someone else's baby. Oh wait—turns out it was his after all. How convenient. How perfectly, impossibly convenient."