Cheat Bom Master Novels & Stories

"She has a backup plan." She wasn't here to die. This bomb was just a greeting, the opening move of a game. "This is between her and me." My focus returned to the bomb. Every component, every wire, was broken apart and reassembled inside my head. It was a brilliant trap, and an absolutely lethal one. Its core logic overturned everything in the manuals. There was no fixed disarm sequence. Only Gilbert's abnormal kind of "inspiration" could control it. Any standard procedure would turn it into a fireball instantly.

I asked hazily, "I thought I had to get married to pass this dungeon…" "Yeah. You have to marry the Sea God." Cyrus' lips kept trailing south the whole time. I could vaguely see a red tuxedo materializing on his upper body. That was when I suddenly recalled the Sea God's statue in the chapel. It had countless tentacles forming its lower body. Did that mean Cyrus was the Sea God? My boyfriend wasn't just an NPC in the survival game—he was also the final boss? As soon as that thought popped into my mind, I felt myself getting enveloped by the water and the tentacles. I could also hear Cyrus' enchanting voice.

“You still don’t get it. I was never going to win the war. I was going to end the game.” He pointed to the server behind him. “One button, Dino. All your work — the future you dream of — goes up in flames. Every ally you made. Every nation that helped you.” “You think they’ll fall for your bluff?” Alejandro’s finger hovered over the keyboard. “I don’t bluff.” Silence. Then Dino said softly, “Neither do I.” He reached behind him and threw a small disk forward. It clanged once — then exploded in a burst of electric light.

I beg you, don't cheat on me with other she-wolves. After assuring me that he would never cheat on me, Matthew proceeded to provide me with instructions regarding what I should communicate to the alpha king regarding my checkup. Matthew vowed that he would never deceive or cheat on me ever. "And while we're on the topic, make sure you tell the alpha king that I gave you some medication to speed up the process of getting pregnant so that you both could start a family as soon as possible. Also, make sure you take these vitamins regularly. In the event that he had any questions regarding the medicines."

My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I laid Emma down as gently as I could, my hands shaking with adrenaline and fear. Her blood—too much blood—was pooling beneath her, the silver poisoning already spreading dark veins across her shoulder and chest. *"Medic! I need a medic at the northwest corner NOW!"* My father's voice boomed through the mind-link. But I couldn't wait. Couldn't hope help would arrive in time. Vanessa stood twenty feet away, her wolf form practically vibrating with satisfaction. Behind her, the remaining rogues were regrouping, preparing for another assault.

"The system has detected a prospective host, Rowena Hurst. You have met the conditions for the Infidelity Cashback System. Would you like to activate it? If you do, whenever your partner spends money on his infidelity partner, twice the amount will be transferred to your bank account." As I stared at the cheating couple who were all wrapped up in each other's arms, as if they were alone in this world, I agreed without hesitation. "Yes. I'll activate it. I want him to pay through the nose—until he goes broke!" … When Michael got home that night and saw the empty dining table, he frowned. "Why haven't you made dinner yet?" Swallowing back my anger, I faked a smile and said, "Well, it's Valenti

So, he talked even faster and louder. "You're doing this again. Remember last time when I planned that whole surprise for you, but you thought I was cheating? You burst into the hotel room like you wanted to kill me. In the end, it was a misunderstanding, just like now." He stepped toward me, but I instantly retreated as though he were a plague. Taken aback, he stood there somewhat helplessly, glancing between Luciana and me. "We're done," I said flatly. "And I'm not joking with you. I'm serious about dissolving our mate bond."

Six minutes. “Can you disarm it?” Celeste asked Damien. “I can try,” he said, kneeling. Red, blue, green, and yellow wires. “Classic,” he muttered. “Cut the wrong one and we’re dust.” “So cut the right one,” Celeste said. “Which one?” Gunfire echoed above—Rylan’s men fighting. Five minutes left. “Blue,” Elena said. “Blue’s lucky.” “That’s not how bombs work,” Damien said. “You got a better idea?”

She nodded once, eyes locked on his. “Yes.” Mark reached into his pocket and pulled out the small black remote he had prepared earlier. He pressed it once. The thick stainless plug inside her shifted, then began to vibrate at a low, steady hum that pressed directly against her G-spot. Emma’s hips jerked involuntarily. The sensation rolled through her in heavy waves.

"Emma, let's not ever meet again in the next life." Emma finally panicked. "Vince, no!" I turned around and leaped. Down on the ground floor, Bernadette—who had been hiding there smoking a cigarette—stared in stunned horror as I plunged down and landed right in front of her.