Cheating System Novels & Stories

I sprinted over and pulled off my jacket, wrapping all the crackers and bread tightly. My guess had been right: the system had stated at the start that overspending meant elimination, but each player only had 50 dollars in their account. There was no way anyone could overspend without cheating the limit. There was only one possibility: if you stole money from other players and spent more than 50 dollars, that counted as overspending.

A deep mechanical hum rolled through the arena, implying that the system's consciousness had diverted. “Special event concluded. Points recalculated.” The board updated: “Melissa & Gavin — 60 Points." the system announced. “Actual score amounts to 60 out of 40." How did we score so high? We didn't even conclude one round. Gasps rippled across the arena. My body stiffened. How was this possible? We had jumped from bottom to upper middle. The comments went wild. “What is happening?" “Did she just hack the system!” “She’s definitely cheating!”

I say and walk to the bathroom. I feel a little dizzy. I need to wash my face and calm myself down. Liz shouts excitedly, "My uncle took away the money and did not give it to me! And thry only want Dad's new system! Didn't you tell them that you have given Aaron the new system? You did not give it to him. why did you tell others that you have already given him? You deliberately cheated him, right?!" "Bitch, who are you talking to? How about I tell them the system can be exchanged for you? Let them tear you to pieces and Inwill ask Aaron to give them the system."

On our fifth anniversary, he was drugged and ended up in bed with the poor scholarship student he had been funding, Valeria. When he sobered up, he immediately knelt before me, crying as he apologized. "I swear I'll cut off all contact with her…" I trusted him until a year later, when I ran into him and Valeria during a routine gynaecological checkup. Valeria clung to his arm, and they were holding a baby, looking like the perfect family of three. I never imagined Wayne would lie to me and keep seeing her behind my back, much less expected them to have a baby together.

I swung my other hand and slapped Leah so hard that her face swelled on impact. “Did you forget everything Mom and Dad taught you? How dare you cheat with your own sister’s future mate!” I grabbed Leah by the hair and shoved her aside, then turned and hit Dylan again, who was still in a daze. “Dylan, we’re done. “Our mating alliance is over!”

Each word was a knife, but I forced myself to listen. "I convinced myself that the mate bond was wrong, that the Moon Goddess made a mistake, that I knew better." His voice was thick with shame. "So I took what I thought I was owed—Vanessa—while keeping you as the politically convenient mate. I compartmentalized. Told myself it wasn't really cheating because I'd never wanted you in the first place." "Did you ever want me?" I asked, the question barely a whisper. "At any point during those six months, did you ever actually want me?"

Cheat Codes Book One in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I am a glutton for punishment. Ever since the tender age of fourteen, I knew there was something wrong with me. Because of all the boys in all the world I could go and have a crush on, I fall for him.

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

Knowing someone had my back right now, quietly, without either of them suspecting it, pulled a small, warm smile out of me before I could stop it. "What are you smiling at?" Dillan asked, snapping me back. "Is that a man you're texting? Is it the one from last night?" He grabbed for my phone, but the message had already deleted itself the moment I opened it. There was nothing there for him to find. "Why are you so sure I'm the one cheating?" I asked. "Are you?" "Enough, Ava. Don't push it." He gave me a hard look, then laughed, short and cruel.

Looking at the mouth that still carried someone else's scent, my throat closed with disgust, and I jerked my head away. Lucien caught nothing but air. He blinked, and his expression turned cold. "Still throwing a tantrum? Fine. Then don't expect me to coax you anymore." He spun around and went straight upstairs. A little later he came back down, his face dark. "My system needs an upgrade. Buy the latest service package. Now." The package he meant ran five figures, all out of the owner's pocket. The truth was, an AI runs fine without upgrades. But Lucien was always obsessed with seeming high-end, refusing to be lumped in with low-end units, so I'd always upgraded him without a word.