Fiction Books About Being Cheated On Novels & Stories

"I do. She was furious when I told her I wasn't going to immediately reject you. And she has the money and connections to hire rogues." I pressed the antiseptic-soaked cloth against a particularly deep gash, maybe harder than necessary. He grunted in pain but didn't complain. "So your mistress tried to have me killed because you wouldn't reject me fast enough." I laughed bitterly. "That's quite the love story you two have." "She's not my—" He stopped. "I ended things with her. After you left. I realized—" "Realized what?" I interrupted, my hands stilling. "That cheating on your mate was wrong? That planning to use me as a broodmare was fucked up? Or did you just realize you got caught and ne

He took a sip of his coffee, "What was the fiction?" It was a direct question. It deserved a direct answer. The closeness, the howling isolation, pressed the words out of me. "That I was loved. That I was chosen. "I leaned against the bookshelf. The cool leather against my back felt solid. "My Fiancé, David, my step sister, Chloe, they were having an affair. In my home. For over a year. I was the last to know. A cliché with a library card." I said it plainly. I watched for his reaction. Pity would have made me angry. Disinterest would have been worse.

I opened the unknown message first. "Nina, please, give me a chance to explain myself. What you saw wasn’t what it looked like. Please give me another chance. You can't throw away our years of relationship like that" Anger immediately filled my chest. Wasn’t cheating enough? Now he was trying to convince me that what I saw wasn’t real. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Then I opened Liana’s message. Honestly, I already knew what she would say, but curiosity got the better of me.

They dumped them on the spot. Anyone who wanted to be the guy who got cheated on could wear that crown themselves. "Adrian, you're not a real man. Lacey loved you so much, and you humiliated her in front of everyone." "Loved me? Ha. If she really loved me, why did she end up in your bed?" Lacey choked back sobs. She stood there crying, shaking her head. "Adrian, don't talk about me like that. What woman is still pure before marriage? When you've dated people, these things just happen."

It was as if the dramatic scene from moments ago had never occurred. I turned to Jaguar and furiously demanded, "Your family is filthy rich. Why on earth were you pretending to be a helpless stray?" He locked his eyes on me and suddenly said, "When I told you I knew you in my past life, I wasn't lying to you… "I don't know if it was a dream or if I was truly reborn, but in that past life, you married Adrian. You were really unhappy, and while you were pregnant, he repeatedly cheated on you.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

“Wow, just wow. I have no words.” She moved towards her bedside table, opening the drawers. Blair pulled out her phone charger and the current book she was reading. It made her pause. The book was a drama about a cheating husband. True, Dan hadn’t been her husband, but still someone she hoped would stay faithful to her. After living with Laura’s parents and her uncles with his cheating ways. Blair was surprised that Laura didn’t see the pattern. Once a cheater, always a cheater in her book. If Dan had fooled around on Blair. Who’s to say he would stay faithful to Laura? No longer interested in the book, she threw it on the bed, packing the charger.

He thought the talk about the divorce would stop for a while. But he was wrong. The alpha wasn't compromising. Uea frowned deeply. His waist continued to be massaged while the alpha also assisted, reaching every part in his walls and hitting the right places. Uea thought deeply. The plot had been changing for a while, and he wouldn't be surprised to know that the main character had also changed some of the plots before he crossed over. Could it be that the main character truly cheated with that lover and was caught by Xander? Uea could remember his principle for this book. Aside from the male leads, the main character couldn't sleep with anyone else, and neither could the male leads do that.

"You are sick, Aria; you are sick for thinking everything is a fairytale, as you make your forty million followers think." There is a word called fiction, a world where nothing is real... Emotions are fake, and just because I write about the fake world doesn't mean I expect him to be like the male lead of my novel. "It's all fiction, Caleb. Everything I wrote was fiction, and as a human I have every f*ck*ng right to fantasise, so don't blame your betrayal on my books." "And you dare blame this on my womb?" This was the height of it; I took off the wedding ring from my fingers and held it tightly... I couldn't bring myself to return it.

We both looked at one another in confusion. He walked over and pulled a book off the top and slid back onto the bed, opened it and shook his head, “I guess we need to read these,” he shrugged, as he read the title, “FATED or CHOSEN BONDS.” He began reading as I lay there listening, but when he got to what would happens if either mate was intimate with another, I couldn’t help but gasp, “did I just hear that right, you’re saying that if one cheats on the other, the one that isn’t cheating feels pain?” I lay there now aware that I had made the biggest mistake of my life, he had never once cheated on me, I never felt any pain, other than what my poor wolf was feeling for not being marked. No