روايات وقصص ضمن The Female Lead Acquires Cheat Skills

“You bully. Don't worry, I'll Sherlock Holmes my way out of this mystery.” Okay, Lorraine made things much more interesting and I loved her for it. “So if an Alpha's daughter…is mated to a Beta. As a reason women slash cheat, she can only cheat her way up, right?” “That would imply I knew how the mind of a cheat works?” Lorraine chortled. “No, but think of Esmeralda. You know what she's like. We know what she's like. Arrogant, vain, likes…fancy stuff?”

"It's not my fault that she's too stubborn and too proud to put the past behind us. And it hurts me that you're taking it out on me, Rhyder." She looked at the floor, her slender shoulders slumping ever so slightly. "I don't remember you taking Grace's head off for not wanting to accept my appology or running off like that... again." For a fraction of a second I almost felt guilty. Almost agreed with Alexis. But then I quickly realized that this was just another one of her little manipulations. She loved playing these little games: twisting every word, playing on every emotion. And she was quite skilled at them - she mostly played them so well that you only realized it when it was already to

"Dakota, I know you can't accept this, but it's the consequence of your own actions. You brought this on yourself for fooling around. If you knew how it would end up, why didn't you think twice before?" I stared coldly at Zoey and Laurence, listening to their cruel comments. Even if Zoey didn't suffer a miscarriage like she did in my past life, with that test result, the public's scorn could drown me. But what they didn't know was that the test results truly weren't mine. "Laurence," I said, my voice unwavering, "when we went for our pre-marital check-up last week, the doctor mixed up our samples. You're the one with all these diseases."

She'd never imagined that the Frosts would have a camera installed in a tiny storage room tucked away in a corner of the house. Ha! This kind of setup was designed to catch people like her in the act. And now, we finally had her! Very soon, everything that had just happened appeared crystal clear on the screen. Ruth's face was twisted with rage as she shredded the silk gown with the scissors. Then, when she saw me, she quickly shoved the scissors into my hands. Right after that came the textbook fake heiress performance of pretending to catch me red-handed and screaming in misery. The evidence was irrefutable. The entire room fell silent. The looks on Mom's and Dad's faces turned ugly when t

But now, I was not that easily manipulated little girl anymore. The woman leading the shouts, wearing bright red lipstick, charged toward me. She grabbed a bag of garbage she'd found somewhere, intending to dump it directly on me. My eyes narrowed. My hand moved faster than thought. As she swung, I snatched the bag, performed a swift reverse motion, and dumped the filth right onto her head. "Selene is the real thief here." I forced my voice to cut through the surrounding noise. The woman shrieked, grabbing at the refuse on her head. "Bitch! How dare you? I'm going to rip you apart—"

"Hah! That guy? He's about to sign a new contract. Says he found his 'soulmate.' There's no way he's bringing a rotting corpse home to ruin the vibe of his big day." Paisley's fur bristled. She was fuming. "A new contract already? So he was cheating before he even kicked her out!" "Exactly," Adelaide said flatly. "He had his replacement lined up before he threw her to the curb. I also found out Queenie used to sell handmade protective charms, but the bastard stole all her money. When they found her, she only had three quarters in her pocket." Paisley bolted upright. "Are you serious? You're sure about this?"

Lena whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief and apprehension. Stephanie closed the distance between them, her voice lowered to a confidential tone. "Trust me, Lena, I've been through it myself," she confided, her words carrying personal experience. "Men are masters of strategy and manipulation. Don't let his words deceive you. If it happens again, know that he is cheating, and don't let him use his charm to sway you. We women need to be smarter than that."

“Or have you forgotten? You’re Sid’s Luna. He trusted you with an entire pack, and this is how you repay him?” She staggered back, panic flashing in her eyes. “I don’t need a lecture from a prude like you! Look at you—so self-righteous, so boring, so dull! A fucking buzzkill! No wonder Tristan got sick of you!” “You think cheating is cool? Sleeping around makes you impressive? Do you have no shame?” “Oh, give me a break! At least I have men who want me. What do you have?” She shot me a mocking smile. She wasn’t even the least bit ashamed of what she did. Like Leah, she took pride in other’s marriage. She probably found it satisfying when other women’s husbands took an interest in her.

She had manipulated emotions like a maestro conducting a symphony, and now, as the crescendo approached, she could almost taste the sweet victory that awaited her. In the end, Athena knew that in this world of deception, trust was a currency more valuable than gold. And she had played her cards with precision, using Luka's trust to build her own bridge to freedom. As the moon hung high in the sky, casting its pale light on her determined form, Athena took one final look back at the labyrinth of her making. Her escape was inevitable, a testament to her brilliance and the power of her cunning. The stage was set, the players were in position, and Athena was ready to take her final bow. The worl

“You were the Luna of this pack when you didn't cheat on your husband. I am the one who will replace you.” “If you want to play with them. Then, it would help if you were more presentable. Why don't you have your revenge on your mate? Since he's the one who cheated on you for Anaya. Did you think that he would stop fucking her because of you?” Luna didn't react when she took luxurious clothes. She glared at Leah, who didn't even flinch at her murderous glare.