Romance Scammer Stories Novels & Stories

“But… Alec, I’m confused. That was Rose Baxter who scammed me, wasn’t it?” “No, Mom. The one who scammed us was Romilda. She was pretending to be Rose.” Viviana blinked, still clearly confused. “Wasn’t Romilda the one who married that billionaire and forgot all about Rose?” Viviana asked. “I told you, I’ll explain everything later.” Alec sighed quietly. He hadn’t had the chance to explain everything to his mother before because he was afraid it would upset her again. But this incident had made things even more complicated.

Ramsey Wendel was sitting in his apartment, mindlessly scrolling through his emails when his phone buzzed. It was an unknown number. Normally, he would have ignored it, but something made him click on the message. As he read the text, his heart raced. The message spoke of a two-billion-dollar deal. The sender claimed to be someone who had once worked for him, someone he had been kind to in the past. Now, this person wanted to repay the favor by offering Ramsey a business opportunity that would change everything. The deal sounded almost too good to be true, but there was a sincerity in the message that piqued his interest. The man said he knew Ramsey was getting married and wanted to help him

"This is why I wanted you dead. You only have eyes for that Scorpion. I don't know how he managed to win your heart. But goddamn it he is one lucky bastard." His words cycled in my brain like the world’s most horrifying mantra. "You…you poisoned me?" The question was barely a whisper. Romano rolled his eyes, a dark frown creasing his brow. "Wow, it seems your lover didn’t tell you. Yes, I poisoned you. If I can’t have you, no one can. Don't forget that you are my angel. I spent a lot of money on you; that was the biggest financial loss of my entire career. I wanted you for real... but how did you treat me?" He paused, placing a hand on his chest, pretending to be hurt. "Like a piece of shit!

Saige knew how to get his ladies. His romantic scandals had been circulating in gossip magazines for quite some time but he didn't shy away from it. Instead, he admitted that he was reckless. The highest level of deception is a mixture of truth and falsehood. He was invincible in terms of hooking up with ladies. Saige was feeling quite full of himself. Just as he was about to continue with his prepared lines, the weight of the bouquet in his hands vanished. Someone took it.

However, there were still people who managed to sneak through and successfully pull these scams off. Most of the victims of these cases had been lured into the traps with promises of lucrative salaries or finding true love, then kidnapped and snuck across the border. They would either be forced to have their family members bail them out with high ransom or stay and participate in scamming others. Those who refused to listen or pay the bail were tortured in cruel ways, sometimes to the point of death. Of course, there were always more simple-minded people who would fall for these traps, thinking they would be able to make good money this way.

My mother and my sister, along with Michel, Scarlet's boyfriend, formed a small gang that scammed men out of their money. The most common of these scams was when Scarlet pretended to be a prostitute, luring these men to remote places where Michel would show up armed and take everything he could get from these fools. It might not seem like it, but Michel was very jealous. He always showed up at the agreed place before any of the idiots had time to get their hands on Scarlet. Sometimes they just drugged these men with prescription drugs my mother had access to through the friendships she'd made at the town hospital, when she worked there.

“I've decided, I'm also going to have a twilight romance! Otherwise, I'll be bullied by you guys every day! With my looks, among sixty-year-old men, I'm definitely outstanding and exceptional! All women would love me! I'll download a dating app right now and start online dating!” Dimas’ smile deepened, “Uncle, be careful. There are many twilight romances but even more online scams.” Harmonia overheard their conversation. Her voice then came from the other end of the line-

Leonel I'd made my share of mistakes, fucked women of all shapes from all over the world, and had a few decent relationships with women in my financial bracket, but those were nothing compared to the hot mess I had with my ex, Nadia Mohammad. She was the worst mistake my raging dick caused me. Nadia and I met two years ago at Harvard Business School, where her smartness and humor captivated me. We began a romantic relationship, but I eventually uncovered a string of lies.

This was too damn insane to be true; even the sexual workers standing close to the tower every night do not get this juicy offer for a night, or if they did, they wouldn't look tacky and malnourished, I guess. I leaned closer to the screen to be sure I wasn't misinterpreting the words; there was more beneath the text… "Private arrangement, payment guaranteed." My mouth went dry. I paced all around the room like there was a countdown till when I clicked yes. I hastily brought my phone out, typing "scan messages from fraudsters" on the search button; it all brought the usual "be my sugar baby" and "send two hundred dollars to get registered." But this…. This felt weird and different.

I let out a hum of frustration and astonishment, then whispered anxiously, "Is it possible that he took the money from both of us?" He scattered his hair in thought: Why not?! There are a lot of scams recently, and we may be a victim of them. He added in a disapproving tone, his eyes glimmering with a malicious glint: By the way…you haven't told me your name yet! I looked at him firmly: You are an indifferent person; in such situations you care about these ridiculous things! He raised his left eyebrow and muttered, "What if I wanted to call you?" I will need a name to call you without a doubt! And what if...