Cheaters Club Novels & Stories

“You know, you almost had me there for a minute.” “What do you mean?” “This place being a swingers club. Yeah, right,” Chelsea chuckled out. “I’m not kidding,” Cat said slowly. “Wow. You really have this down pat.” “Okay, hold on a minute.” Cat reached for her small black purse. She pulled out her cell. After a few moments, she offered it to Chelsea. “Look for yourself.” Chelsea took the phone. Her eyes bulked at the website. The Fox Hole A Swingers Club The best adult entertainment in the tri-state area. Singles, LBGTQ, and married couples welcomed.

The players all turned to stare at Nova and Luke, who were lying off to the side, injured. "Wow, that's a genius way to cheat. If we weren't experiencing this in person, who'd have thought a horror game could be used in this way?" "So it's because you two cheated in the game that Mr. Hale filed for divorce. You two cheaters are gross." "Poor Landon. He washed that slip dress for his wife, and she turned it into sex-play for someone else."

I didn’t care. “So here’s to getting over you,” I said, and my voice didn’t shake this time. It was clear, sharp, drunk, and honest. “To forget your name when I wake up. To laugh without it hurting. To me…” I tapped my chest with my free hand, “...choosing me for once.” I raised the glass higher. “To moving on". A humorless smile crossed my lips. "To being done. Cheers!” The glass hit my lips before anyone could clink theirs. The whiskey burned going down, hot and fast, and I set the empty glass down on the bar with a crack that made the bartender flinch.

"Naomi gave me the basics. Husband cheated, you think there's more to the story, you need documentation. What can you tell me that she didn't?" I pulled out the receipt, slid it across his desk. "This is from three years ago. Right before Carter proposed to me. Some place called The Hastings Club. There's a note about initiation and I think it's connected to a bet, but I don't know details." Danny studied the receipt, then typed something into one of his computers. "The Hastings. Old money club, very exclusive. They don't advertise their events and they definitely don't talk to investigators." He glanced at me. "You know anyone who's a member? Anyone who might give us access to their records

he said, not forgetting to shoot me a provocative look. A group rushed forward. I couldn't hold them off. Soon, more than a dozen thugs had me pinned to the ground. Gerald crouched down over me and patted my face. "You have no idea who you're going against." As he spoke, he stepped on my face, grinding his shoe into it again and again. The laughter around me was deafening. Worse still, Kayleigh looked down at me with disgust. I clenched my teeth, staring at them. "Have you thought about the consequences of laying a hand on me?"

Everyone in the city knows that Michael Shaw despises me to my core. He even takes pleasure in humiliating me in public at banquets. He sneers, "My family made its fortune through gambling. Nancy Jackson is just a pretty face who can't even recognize all the suits in a deck of cards. Marrying her would be worse than marrying an inflatable doll that at least reacts!" Still, the marriage agreement between our families comes first. On top of that, the fake heiress, who is his true love, can't have children. So, he forces me to gamble with him. "If you lose, I want your womb to bear me a child. You have to get a C-section without anesthesia," he demands cruelly. I've long had enough of him a

I had given it to him a long time ago. Fury burned within me. "You jerk! We're breaking up!" After sending Justin that angry message, I blocked him on all platforms and deleted everything that was related to him. I then took another gulp of alcohol. I no longer felt heartbroken. "I don't need a cheating man who only lasts one minute. My next boyfriend is going to be better!" I thought to myself. The bedroom door suddenly swung open, revealing Chase with damp hair and a towel wrapped around his waist. He was incredibly handsome. He had a defined chest and abs, and his legs were thick and muscular.

"Those who failed, I hope shame is enough punishment for failing to resist the temptation. To those who won, congratulations because you will be given five VIP tickets in this club." None of us were even in the mood to clap or celebrate, we just wanted to go home. But for me, I was eagerly waiting for something to happen. "Good night, ex-couples. See you tomorrow for a new activity." We were ushered outside the club. Sam, Leticia, Paul, Patty, Allison downed a drink each before leaving. By this time, I noticed that the cameras were off and probably the mics as well. And they did the right thing because Mark, Patty, Sam, Leticia, Alice, Paul and Ethan and Allison all started bickering with ea

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke cautiously, "Well… it's possible, but it won't be easy. The baby is very healthy, so I'd suggest you think it through carefully." "Alright." I didn't want to hear any more of his advice. That day, when I saw the kiss mark on Boweike's neck, I knew. The pain I felt then wasn't imaginary, nor was it just panic caused by pregnancy. Boweike had cheated on me. Later, I carefully examined his scent, and it carried Mia's perfume. Mia—his Beta. Whether by design or coincidence, news of Boweike risking his life to save me during the earthquake had spread like wildfire throughout the pack. People praised him as a devoted husband and father, and his reputation soar

She wanted to get lost in the liquor, in the music, in anything but the uneasy feeling creeping up her spine. Soon she was on the dancefloor moving to the beat and Karina was dancing with her. Chester watched them, his fingers drumming against the table. Maybe he should join them on the dance floor. Then his phone rang. His stomach dropped. Gillow Rain. He slowly brought the phone to his ear. “Alpha, sir.” “Are you at the club?” Chester shifted away from the blaring speakers. “Yes.” “Which one?” “G-Groove.” “I know,” Gillow said coolly. “The head guard informed me.”