Cheater Karma Novels & Stories

Since we are werewolves, that could be multiple times a day. There is also a rule about cheating on your mate, it’s an abomination. If you cheat, you pay big time. Now, of course, there are exception when there is a question of consent. But being a goddess, she knows everything, so if she punishes you, it’s justified, if you think so or not. But a willing cheater is rejected, marked by the goddess as a cheater, banished from pack life and the added benefit of feeling debilitating pain every time your ex gets laid. I know one guy, caught his mate bouncing on another male's dick, rejected her and then banged every she-wolf he could three times a day, until his ex was hospitalized. He slowed do

They both were suspecting that he must be suspicious of them. “Can I help you with something, Liam?” Jeremy sneered, his tone laced with arrogance. “Here to apologize, I suppose? It won’t make a difference, buddy. Karen’s had enough of you. Cheaters don’t get second chances.” He mocked, taking pleasure in belittling Liam. Although Jeremy knew the pictures were fake and that Liam wasn’t really disloyal, he relished the opportunity to add to Liam’s distress.

"You're sorry? My daughter has been hiding in a motel three states away, crying herself to sleep every night, because her mate betrayed her in the worst possible way. And you're sorry?" "I know sorry isn't enough. I know nothing I say can fix what I did. But Marcus, I—" "Beta Marcus," he corrected coldly. "You lost the right to use my first name when you decided to cheat on my daughter." "Beta Marcus," I amended, bowing my head in submission. "You're right. About all of it. I was selfish and cruel and I threw away the best thing that ever happened to me because I was too stupid to see what I had."

Ethan became a headless chicken as he sputtered uselessly, "H-Honey, I can explain." My voice turned ice cold as I hissed, "Explain what? That the video is fake? Or that the fact that you're cheating on me is just a lie?" Ethan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like prey that'd gotten its throat stepped on by a predator, me. The captain shot me a sympathetic look. "Ms. Bender, this has nothing to do with you. You're free to go." I nodded, picked up my purse, and sauntered away.

he grumbled. Kimia laughed. “Maybe for you, but some of us have,” she slammed her hand down hard onto the pile of cards, “anger issues.” “Damnit! How did I miss those doubles?” Jeremy asked. “Hey! Take the ring off, Kimi!” Kamron pointed at his sister. “What ring?” she asked. “The ring that would have left a huge dent in my hand if I hadn’t moved it out of your way!” Kamron and Kimia were known cheaters at this game.

I know I did things that are bad to you. But were they really worth it? Are you really that jealous? That you took extreme measures. Such as killing our baby and sending a gunman after Steven, to kill him too. Steven was shot in the chest, thanks to you and he was going to bleed to his death. Your little assassin did a good job. But do you really think I'd let him die? Not when I can do something about it, so I gave him my heart instead, his, was damaged. I gave him mine Raya, you actually thought I wouldn't find out. The day you told me you lost our baby, I had gone to your doctor and she told me the truth. You told her we decided to get rid of the baby. You shouldn't have done those things

We worked great together and made an excellent team. Three months later, we officially announced the launch of our high-end residential district. Pamela saw my name on the list of shareholders and came storming over. By then, Pamela was already drowning in debt. The moment she saw me, she shoved through the crowd and lunged at me. "Marcus, you tricked me! Your family's wealthy, and you lied to me about the divorce! You're a monster!" she bellowed. I shoved her off and brushed off my clothes with disgust.

"Haven't I treated you well all these years? We waited three years for this child! How could you just get rid of it? Did you even think about how I would feel? Pearl, when did you become so heartless?" His voice was strained, his anger barely contained. Beneath it, there was heartbreak, desperation, and sorrow. He sounded like the victim, as though I were the one who betrayed him. I snapped. "Boweike, you cheated on me! You lied about work while you spent your time with Mia! You traveled the world with her! You showered her with gifts and sweet words! And the worst part? You did all of that while I was pregnant with your child! Boweike, did you ever think about how I felt?"

I want deep, seated, pain that keeps him up at night. I want him in tears. I want him sobbing, not telling me he needs a friend when he'll go back home to fuck the same girl he cheated on me with. Chiara wrapped one of her arms around me, shaking me out of my headspace. “Don't let him bother you. Your revenge will happen. Karma will hit him. And he'll be crying like a baby, begging you to take him back. Then you'll flick your hair and pretend you don't know him.”

My heart sank further when I read a post from a popular blog: "Karma really is a btch. Adam Morgan cheated on his wife, Charlotte, with Eleanor, only to find out the child wasn't his. Serves him right. This is just the beginning." I clenched my jaw, the words blurring in my vision. “They don’t know a damn thing about me!” I muttered, throwing my phone on the bed. It bounced once before landing face up. I stared at it, hating the small device for amplifying my humiliation. But ignoring it wouldn’t make it go away. I grabbed it again and scrolled through the comments. Everyone had an opinion. Everyone was judging me. "Who are these people?" I said aloud, my voice hoarse. "They don’t know why I