Best Revenge On Cheaters Novels & Stories

This question caught her off guard, not only because it was unexpected but also because it mirrored an inquiry she had pondered herself. Jessica had been raised with a profound belief instilled by her mother – that her body was sacred and reserved exclusively for a deserving husband. This moral code had been ingrained in her throughout her adolescence. When she discovered Nicholas cheating with her cousin, a fleeting thought crossed her mind, questioning if her abstinence had contributed to his infidelity. Perhaps, she pondered, if she had been in a sexual relationship with Nicholas, he might not have strayed. Yet, Jessica dismissed the idea of pursuing a connection with Justin as a means of

“It’s worth it, Aisha. Every challenge we’ve faced has made us stronger both as a team and as a couple. And every life we’ve changed proves that what we’re doing matters.” Aisha smiled faintly, his words bringing her a measure of comfort. “You’re right. I just wish it didn’t have to be so hard.” The breakthrough came when Leila and her team successfully countered the cyberattacks, tracing the rogue operative’s movements and disabling their access to the institute’s systems. “They won’t be bothering us anymore,” Leila said with a triumphant grin. But the victory was short-lived. A new report surfaced, alleging financial misconduct within the project claims that were completely unfounded but d

“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.”

This unresolved case from the past had overtaken everything else, igniting a fire of curiosity and fury he could no longer restrain. Axton sped toward a middle-class residential area on the outskirts of the city. The place where the mother of his former secretary—and former mistress—lived. Axton’s relationship with Moreen had long since fallen apart, especially after the incident several months ago when Axton had nearly died. When he was at his lowest point and completely bankrupt, Moreen had heartlessly abandoned him, distancing herself as though Axton were disgusting trash. Yet after he managed to rise again, reclaim his position, and now lead Laga Group with far greater power, Moreen sudd

" I questioned. I had sat at more negotiation tables than Bethany had bought clothes. When it came to verbal sparring, ten of her could not match me. As expected, the fickle online vigilantes immediately switched sides against her. Netizen PL: [Helping a mistress? Damn, that's disgusting!] Netizen UN: [You're causing all this chaos to force the wife out? And you're so good at it. How many times have you done this before?] Netizen WD: [Nothing's more vile than helping a mistress.] But I underestimated Bethany. She had learned some tricks while mingling. After a moment of shock, she regained her composure. "Jessica, I've told you over and over. Once a man cheats, you can't keep him. If it happ

"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.

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

“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

''' I need to get powerful alright, and by doing that, it would make me get revenge on them and. ‘’So,’’ I interrupted her. ‘’you want to get married to me because you want to get revenge on your sister and her boyfriend?’’ She shifted again on her seat, clenched her fists, unclenched, and rolled her head backward for a moment, and then her eyes met with mine again. ‘’Look, you don’t have to…’’ she stopped talking when I stood up and looked behind her at the paparazzi outside the restaurant with their cameras at us. She followed my gaze and tried to look back, but I stopped her by blocking her view and leaning closer. She seemed startled initially, but I leaned in closer and whispered into h

She told me that she caught Carson humping some Junior girl at the supply closet. She got a tip from her ditzy bestfriend who by some reason was tipped off by some sophomore girl who was tipped off by...GAH! I'm not making sense. To make the sob story short, someone told her. I shouldn't have said that earlier rather than confusing myself. Moving on, she asked for my help so I agreed. I am after all the Revenge Artist of Penn Brooke High. My slogan : Let the Revenge Artist do it for you. 100% paybacks-a-bitch guaranteed.