Cheaters Death Novels & Stories

As Crystal watched her mother being taken away, she burst into loud sobs. Her wailing echoed in the room as I handed the officers a backup of the mansion’s security footage. A short distance away, the reporter passed me his phone and signaled for me to check it. I was led to a social media platform. A video titled [Twist of Cheating Scandal: Wife Mistaken for the Mistress, Here’s the Shocking Truth…] had been uploaded. There was a bright red tag beside it. [Trending.]

"And who the hell are you supposed to be? He loved me, not you! Do you think he cares about you? All I have to do is say sorry, and he'll come running back!" Even now, she actually believed that I would go back to her. I stared at her. "Quinn, I'm not a recycling bin. I don't take back garbage." She froze like she couldn't believe I'd actually said it. "Mateo, I thought… You loved me the most. Why?" "Because the day you and Chad hooked up, something in me died. You know this; I despise liars and betrayals." And just like that, whatever fire was left in Quinn's eyes flickered out. Layla let out a snort and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the café without another glance.

David requested. "Yes, but what do you mean one last--" David was out the door again running down to Steven's room, once inside he kneed before him, whispering sweet nothing into his ears. "Live on for me baby." Was David's last words to his lover. Before the echoing sound of a gunshot silenced everything. Panic stroked as people screamed. The doctors ran out of their respective offices. Securities ran into the room where the gunshot had been fired from. David had shot himself, making sure he got his brain knocked out dead.

Every day, she'd come home late, with a radiant glow on her face, as if she'd been nourished from within. Suspicious, he hired a private investigator, and the results confirmed that she was sleeping with the security guard. To Charles, Amy could sleep with other men, but only men that he approved. Cheating like this on her end had crossed his bottom line. That night, after receiving the investigator’s report, he rushed home and caught them together. During the struggle with the guard, he was struck in the head with a hammer. The injury was fatal, and he died from blood loss on the spot.

"You knew?" She gave another faint laugh and started the car. "Vince, you're not a child anymore. My company, the clothes on your back, the food on your table, and even Dad's nursing home—you think any of that exists without Emma?" I never expected her to say something like that. My eyes prickled with tears instantly. "But she cheated on me with Scott!" Bernadette let out a scornful laugh. "So what? You're my brother, and so is Scott. It's not like he's some random lowlife, so why are you so hung up on this?"

After the successful completion of a mission, Connor Weston, the youngest patrol division captain of the pack, had fallen into an eternal sleep on that rainy day. … After his death, my soul began to dissipate, like dew evaporating into the air under the morning sun. In my final glimpse, I saw Chris rush into the infirmary. He then fell to his knees and clutched Connor's hand, his shoulders trembling violently. Later, I saw Connor buried beside my grave. Our two tombstones stood close together, as they were always meant to be. I witnessed many pack members come to pay their respects, saying things like, "It was such a shame for a hero like him to die so young."

] [Let me summarize: side piece assaults family, trash wife protects side piece, epic family annihilation—chef's kiss! [Modern independent woman? More like a hollow trophy who abandoned her own family. Can't even protect her father!] [Look who showed up—the Keltner heiress. This just got nasty for Ashley.] [For those unaware: Chelsey Keltner, sole heir to the Gibelli Keltners, nicknamed the 'Legal Executioner'—undefeated. Ashley, you might want to start picking out your burial plot.] "Small-time fling? I love Ashley! Ashley, tell them!" Brian raged, clutching her arm and shouting hysterically.

"Is there something wrong?“ Drew asked, genuinely concerned. I believed he could see how troubled I was. I turned towards him, hoping that there would be a better explanation for what I was seeing. “Explain to me why there is an article online about the Walter brothers being back from the dead,“ I demanded. Drew's eyes went wide with shock. I believed he hadn't expected that I would find out the truth quickly. All through last night, I had thought I was dancing with a ghost. If only I knew that Drew was no longer a ghost because he and his brothers had woken up from their coma a month ago which explains their disappearance from my life. ~ ~ END OF VOLUME 1 ~

he said bitterly, staring at her like he could not recognize her anymore. His words, as raw as they seemed, touched Michelle, for the fact that he was so hurt by the news of her death and did not move on, but his next words came crashing hard, destroying every bit of pity she had for him before. “Now that I think about it, you were cheating on me. That is why you faked your death so I won’t come looking for you. I thought you loved me so much that I did not even investigate you in the least. Who knows who the father of that bastard you carried was?” Ezrah was so pained that he lacked the ability to filter his words.

His raging anger cannot be contained anymore. "This is getting boring. Why can't we just kill him?" Sebastian remembered their most respected Chevalier. Hermes Chevalier wasn't even given a chance to bargain for his own life. The old Chevalier died just for a petty reason still unknown to them, somehow. Yet, the sniper in front of them could prolong his damned life by fucking stalling them from the truth.