Cheating Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sofia’s world had just imploded. She turned on Marco, her eyes blazing with the fire of ultimate betrayal. "You lied to me!" she shrieked. Grabbing a fruit knife from a nearby table, she lunged and plunged it into Marco's shoulder. "You said you were a mafia prince! You said I would be a Donna!" Marco howled in agony as blood blossomed across his white shirt. "Sofia, calm down—" "Calm down?" she laughed, a high, unhinged sound. "I gave you five years! I gave you a son! And for what? To be tied to a broke, pathetic liar?"

Danika’s POV Even before she got married to my father officially-when she was just staying in the pack house with Lucan, she was cheating on my father Cheating was like a hobby to her. Or would I call it a curse? I take my mind back to all those times that I caught Elaina cheating on my father. She slept with anyone she considered powerful - even when alpha visitors came to our pack and my father never saw it. She has always been like that. I will not be surprised if she has already thrown herself at Alfonso. She is a whore like that. I just wonder to myself what his reaction was

Add the fines for fraud, misuse of corporate funds, and illegal occupation of my property, he would not be able to pay it all off even in his next lifetime. Not long after, a headline trended across every major platform. [Beran Corp Heiress Demands $1.6 Billion from Cheating Husband in Damages.]

NINA'S POV “Yes! Fuck me harder!” I had my whole day planned out. Graduation, after-party with my fiancé. I never imagined I would walk in on my fiancé—the man I pledged my life to—deep inside another woman. On my graduation night. I've heard stories about cheating men. About the pain they cause. I never imagined my Jason would do it to me. And how creative he got with it. My feet stay rooted to the ground, ears filling with the raucous moaning and grunting behind the bedroom door.

I didn’t realize shifters could have micro-penises. I’m about to sneer a snarky remark, when the most unimaginable pain shoots through my heart and chest. I know exactly what this is and my heart breaks. All faith I had in my bond is gone – Josh is cheating on me. I scream out in physical and emotional agony just as the full force of the aphrodisiac kicks in. I lay back into the tree, continuing to cry out while I pray for Selene to take me, just as Jean-Claude descends to make his claim.

I scoffed and took another sip. “But guess what?” I whispered, letting the words fall heavy between us. “It was all in vain. He cheated on me. With someone muscular, someone with a penis instead of a vagina. And I realized then that no matter how hard I tried, I would always be disposable. A stepping stone to someone else’s fantasy.” I met Morgan’s eyes, saw the ache in them, and it made me angrier.

“Sneaking around are we?” My eyes widen and I glance back at Stace. Oh shit, what can I say? “Yes, on my husband… with my lover.” I tilt my chin towards Stace and her eyes rise to him again. He sits with his legs spread and his muscles on show, the epitome of an alpha. She smirks and widens her eyes. “Boy, I don’t blame you,” she whispers. I smile. “I know,” I whisper back. She types into her computer. “Have fun while you can, I say.”

“It’s a tempting idea, but no. That won’t fix anything. Mike has to figure out for himself that Mabel’s playing him. And there’s a good chance she’s cheating on him, too.” “Cheating?” Caspian says. Oh, crap. I wasn’t supposed to say that. I hadn't told him about the strange guy I saw at the dress fitting, the one who had been way too familiar with Mabel. But now’s not the time to drop a bomb like that. I don’t have all the facts. “It’s nothing,” I say quickly, hoping to brush it off. Caspian gives me a look, clearly not buying my excuse, but he lets it go—for now—as we pull into the wedding venue.

] I stared at the screen for a long moment, my emotions a strange, quiet storm. Then, without hesitation, I took a screenshot of a flight to the Shadowfang Pack and sent it to him. [I’ve waited for you for so many years, Alpha Jay.] [I’m tired of waiting.] [Let’s break up.]

I said, “My fiancé cheated on me six months ago. Now he’s in a relationship with the chick he cheated on me with. It’s all over Facebook. Her name is Samantha, because she’s a total cliché. Do men never cheat on women with chicks named Susan or Deborah? No, they’re always Brittany or Tiffany or Samantha.” “Probably because Susan and Deborah are both sixty-five,” said Liam rather gently. I waved away his logical explanation. “David cheated on me. I don’t want to think about it anymore. So I’m going to win this slot machine and you’re going to stop asking me questions.” I pulled the lever, but I didn’t win. I sighed. “You know what I think?” Liam now stood over my shoulder. His breath was hot