Cheating Second Chance Romance Books Novels & Stories

If they knew, they would only push me into attending another second-chance evening. I had once made the mistake of going. The set-up resembled human speed dating: women seated at tables while men moved from one to the next. The difference was that we wolves spent those five minutes holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes, searching for a connection. Once past the age of thirty, the mate bond is no longer overwhelming, though faint traces of it can still be found. No one truly knows what those ‘hints’ are, as they manifest differently for everyone. That evening had been the longest and most uncomfortable of my life.

One of the messages, which was the first the lady had sent about three months ago read. ‘Hi Jessica, I am Ashley King Crawford. I don't know if that name rings a bell, I am Christopher's elder sister. It has been a while since I have been onto finding you and thankfully the media as always came to my rescue. Your I*******m handle popped up in one of the interview you did in an article I came across. I was surprised to find out you and Chris are no longer together. It came as a shock to me in actual truth. I knew he wasn't one to juggle a woman's emotions. Probably, you both had an argument and that is quite understandable. I had hoped you both would get back together soon, until Christopher

“We’ve been married for 7 years, Esi. Do you think I would go one more second without securing my bloodline?” “I thought we loved each other, Sy” Tears were starting to roll down my cheek, they stung my lips and I bit them as if in reflex. “I love my pack, Esi. I did my duties to you as a husband for 7 years. Now I have to do my duty as an alpha.” “That’s such a shit excuse.” The anger was finding its way back into the tone of my voice. “You didn’t have to cheat, and you are not going to justify it in any way to me. I was hurt too!” I turned my gaze to the woman he was with.

I stroked them using my both hands and they were so hard. He then carried me without breaking our kiss until we reached his bed. He slowly laid me down and immediately leaned over me. I closed my eyes and feel the hot sensation he was giving me. I know that it is a sin but it's so good. As they said, cheating is not a mistake, it's a choice. This night, Soren and I chose to cheat on someone. He's cheating with Rachel and me, cheating with this man I met earlier at the bar, Rhys. To be continued...

This was also why I didn’t slap him when he tried to kiss me. One thing about me was that I despised no hated men who cheated. Then, it didn’t matter, even if that person was the richest man or the most handsome guy in the world. I wouldn’t bat an eye to castrate him if he dared cheat on me. Second chance was also impossible. There was a line I had come across while reading a book that left a deep impression on my mind. “Once a man cheats on you, he wouldn’t hesitate to do it the second time. If he truly loved you, no matter what the circumstances were, he would never betray you. A second chance meant indulging his behavior.”

I replied. “Oh, Elina,” she softly said as she pulled me into her arms and gently patted my back. “Kieran and I slept together when I was eighteen. I had always had a crush as a kid. It was stupid. I left because he rejected me and I couldn't see him love another. I guess I was a coward. And now fate throws me this. A second chance but he was still never going to be mine,” I said softly. “The goddess gave you a second chance at love, you should take it. You have been through a lot and don't let the promise my stupid mate made with the Alpha stopped you from having happiness,” she said as she pulled away, standing up.

Charlotte's touch ignited a fire inside him, a slow-burning blaze that consumed every doubt, every shadow of their past, leaving only the raw, aching truth of their love. She held his gaze, her hazel eyes locking with his piercing blue ones, unblinking, a silent promise woven into the depths of that stare—I am yours forever, no contracts, no games, just us.

The pack’s experience with Ralf’s betrayal had made everyone wary of pack politics and power struggle and the appearance of Draco raised doubts as to his purpose with the Still Moon Pack. Was he here just to amass additional land to his territory, or was it just an innocent coincidence? But some were more concerned with the news of our mate bond. Grace looked pleasantly surprised as she bombarded the room with questions. “Second-chance mates? I read all about that in the history books. They are rare and haven’t existed in the last century. They are even more special than female alphas!” she exclaimed with a squeak. Even Daphne looked seriously impressed.

he asked, his voice teasing yet firm. I hesitated, my heart racing. "A-Ahm... Money..?" I trailed off uncertainly, unsure of how to articulate my intentions. The man chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. Suddenly, his hand touched my knee, his fingers tracing a sensual path up my thigh. I felt every hair on my body rise, my skin tingling with unease. The man’s eyes gleamed with excitement, his gaze intense and unnerving. "Maybe I can help you with that," he suggested, his voice dripping with innuendo.

And I’d be damned if I didn’t make her fall for me again. This time, I wasn’t leaving anything to chance. Flashback I still remember the second time Susan and I gave in to each other, every detail etched into my memory like a vivid dream. It wasn't just about attraction. It was raw, consuming, and completely unavoidable. It was a quiet Friday night in my apartment. Campus was alive with noise and chaos, but inside these four walls, it was just us. She'd come over with her notes and books, claiming we needed to study, but we both knew how the evening would end.