Novel & Cerita Best Cheating Revenge Stories

She might have still imagined them clinging together as fellow lost souls, but he merely told her to get lost. That absolute rejection ignited the last sparks of madness in Lisa, while years of regret and drowning in alcohol had left Leo with nothing but sharp, searing hatred. In their endless entanglements and mutual torment, they ground the last remnants of any affection between them to dust. Tragedy struck on a rainy night. After a fierce confrontation, a mentally unhinged Lisa drove straight at Leo. Leo narrowly survived, but his spine was severely injured, leaving him reliant on a wheelchair for life. Meanwhile, Lisa was sent back to jail for intentional assault, facing a long sentence.

"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?"

"I'm doing this for your own good. If we don't settle, you'll end up in prison. You've killed an innocent life! Forget 300 thousand—even a million wouldn't be enough." These were the same words Laurence had used in my past life. He coaxed and tricked me into giving Zoey all of my savings. At first, Zoey agreed to publicly clear my name online, but once the money was in her hands, her true colors came out. She twisted the story, claiming that the barbecue restaurant was to blame for her miscarriage. She said if I was innocent, there was no reason I should pay her anything. This time, she wouldn't get a penny from me.

A silk blindfold—on it written: touch yourself while you’re blind so Nora doesn’t kill you in your dream. Soft padded wrist cuffs. Warming lube. Feather tickler. “This motherfucker!” I scoffed, laughing dryly. “I think he has no idea his once stupid wife is now living with a billionaire.” I paused and shook off the memories flooding my head. “Trust me, Harry. That stupid ex-wife is coming for revenge, and she’s going to be another man’s obsession too,” I whispered, smiling deadly. Darien may be acting so hard, but soon he’ll be so fucking obsessed with me. And this is my first promise.

"Oh please. You wouldn't dare hurt me. If anything happened to this, you'd lose your happiness." Adrian stood frozen, a look of disbelief spreading across his face. Hearing about it was one thing. Watching Lacey cheat with his own eyes—that pain was something no one else could ever truly understand. "Okay, hurry up. Adrian is waiting for me to come back." "Not yet. I'm not done having fun." Adrian had never seen Lacey act so wanton with anyone else. He couldn't bear to watch any longer. He turned and walked away. Overwhelmed, his foot slipped, and he tumbled down the mountainside. Fortunately, his reflexes kicked in, and he grabbed hold of a vine.

Why did I deserve to die in such a horrific manner? I dropped to my knees and burst into tears. "Why me!" I screamed out loud, but it was futile because no one would hear me. I eventually lay on the ground, blacking out in the process. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the center of the road in front of a giant billboard announcing news about me. I watched as my face was plastered all over the news, accusing me. "Billionaire illegitimate daughter Elena Alonora Brown has committed suicide after being caught cheating on her husband with an unidentified lover. She set herself on fire, and this morning, her body was found along Randiok Road!"

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

My chest hurt so bad I wanted to scream. “Tell me what happened,” Damien said after a minute. His voice had an edge now. “Or don’t. Your choice.” I let out a shaky, wet laugh. “Your brother… I caught him with some girl. At our anniversary party. He looked right at me and laughed, Damien. Laughed. Like I was the funniest thing he’d ever seen.” The words spilled out messy and slurred. I wiped my nose with the back of my hand, not caring. “I swear I gave him everything. I believed every one of his lies. I even stayed when things were hard. And he just… threw me away like I never mattered.”

There were people like this in the world,people who did the right thing quietly, without applause, simply because they could not bring themselves to do otherwise. I had not known enough of them in my first life. "Thank you," I said, and I meant it. Mr. Walter blinked, as though genuine gratitude from Vivian Salvatore was something he had not been expecting. He recovered quickly from the shock. "What would you like to do?" I looked at the tablet in my hand. At the financial reports, the board meeting minutes, the quiet record of three months of theft conducted by men who had been certain that the woman in the coma was not coming back.

Antonio sits at his desk, the sign that reads Antonio Franches neatly tucked away on the table. A capital lending company. That's what people knew about Antonio. He'd made a fortune in a short time, and rumors about how Antonio ran a dirty business began to spread around, that Antonio was an evil loan shark who killed people. A fleeting memory of a failed one-night-stand caught Antonio's attention. It was the first time in his life that a woman refused to make love just because she was busy taking care of the 'pigs in the sty'. Does that sound plausible?