Best Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

The happiest day of my life would be. "Quiet? Of course, why wouldn't you be? Your lover has been found dead, and you were with him the night before. Hmm, so complicated. Even the police would be cautious of how they would question you around me since it involves a man you constantly spent the night with. What a cheating wife. That would be the words buried in their mind as they question you. Their eyes will keep meandering the house, wondering why you would cheat, and when they leave, they will talk between themselves and say women can never be satisfied. Pitifully, that is nothing but the truth."

She spent all her life loving a man the world called the devil. Three years into a loveless marriage, she kept hoping, wishing one day he would love her back look at her like she wasn't just another piece of furniture. Her hope crumbles when she finds him in the arms of his supposed childhood friend. The night of betrayal drizzled away any hope of love. She doesn't scream, doesn't make herself known. She slips back, turns, and runs, ready to hide away and cry her heart out, but fate has another plan, she is thrust into an accident. She survives. He thinks she died. She runs away, hiding her pregnancy. Years later, their paths collide again. Only this time, the Devil who

It was easy for us. "That one was mine," Duncan smirked. We answered Ingrid's question next. "Have you ever cheated or been cheated on?" Almost everyone answered no, except for Ingrid, Gerard, Chastity and me. Ingrid said she had been cheated on numerous times by a few of her exes. But as for Gerard, Chastity and myself, we did most of the cheating. "Who was the last person you licked?" This question did not sit right with me, but I decided to answer anyway. "Zoey."

Camila didn’t sleep. Her thighs were sore. Her lips still tingled from the roughness of his kiss. Her neck was marked. Her sheets smelled like him. And her mind was a chaotic mess of shame, confusion, and arousal. She told herself it was a one-time thing. A slip. A moment of madness. But she knew better. Dante Moreau didn’t do “moments.” He decided, and the world bent to his will. Including her. ⸻

“You’re the third crying girl I’ve seen tonight. It’s always either a cheating man,a cancelled bachelorette trip or someone realizing their ex got hot. I just picked the first option.” “Well,” I hiccuped dramatically . Mine’s the deluxe combo. Cheating fiancé. Best friend. My house. And get this—he didn’t even use a condom.” “Ouch,” she winced. “That’s not heartbreak. That’s a disaster.” “Right?” I clutched the edge of the sink like it was about to whisper advice to me. “I walked in holding takeout. Thai noodles,his favorite. You know how long the wait is for those?”

"I crossed a line. I fell for Ilaria." On our wedding day, the car had barely pulled away when Matteo Rossi turned to look at me. He pointed at the seat beneath me and said coldly, "Last night, she sat right there, wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me. I couldn't hold back. We had sex in the car. "I guess I'm no different from any other man. I finally understand Luca. Ilaria really does have more fire in her than you." Luca was my ex-husband and Matteo's half-brother. Ilaria had been my only friend since childhood. Three years ago, I walked in on the two of them in my bedroom. The shock caused a late-term miscarriage. When I fell into the dark, Matteo was my light. And now he had b

I'm such an idiot! The shocking part wasn't necessarily that Edwin had cheated on her, which Cherish realized sounded hypocritical since she cheated on her husband while Edwin had no commitments to anyone, including her. No, the shocking part was, he did it with her sister, Faith, Mrs. Goody Two Shoes, the rule follower. Even with Faith's newfound zest for life busting through the walls of her timidity, Cherish never would have thought her sister would actually stray from her marital bed. It seemed like too far of a stretch. Yet, Edwin tossed Cherish to the side so he could sleep with Faith, working his way through the Driscoll women. At least with Grady, everyone knew he was an outright sna

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears as she recounted the painful events. Ann continued, "It all started with Mark's girlfriend, Jane. She suspected him of infidelity and, in her desperation, she turned to a television show called 'Charlie Brown's Cheaters.' She believed the show could reveal the truth." As Ann spoke, the weight of the story became evident. Mark, a victim of circumstances beyond his control, had been unwittingly thrust into a televised spectacle of betrayal. My heart ached for him and the injustices he had endured. "Charlie Brown's Cheaters," the notorious show that specialized in exposing unfaithful partners, had orchestrated a scheme to trap Mark. Jane, driven by her doubt

Tomorrow was supposed to be the day Kane and I left New York for Europe, the day he was set to join my family and start our life together. I thought we were each other's one true thing. I was wrong. Three years together, and it had always been a con. He'd been playing me for my assets from day one, while his heart had never left his childhood sweetheart. The moment I heard the truth, my chest seized. When we first met, Kane was the illegitimate son of the Stafford Family, cast out, hunted by enemies, bleeding out in a dark alley with nowhere left to go.

I never expected things to turn out like this. "I don't care that I missed the exam. As long as Cassandra can secure the spot, I'll be at peace. I just hope no one misunderstands me. I really didn't cheat." The replies below were a mix of sympathy and outrage. "Don't cry, Sharon. We get it! It's obvious someone's jealous of you and trying to screw you over!" "It's scary when you think about it. Cassandra seems so quiet normally. Who would have thought that she'd be so evil!"