cheating trope

The entire planet was dragged into a mysterious space known as the "Civilization Trial," with various apocalyptic trials following one after another. The crisis began with a parasitic threat, parasitic monsters silently replacing humans, and no one knew whether their relatives, friends, or comrades-in-arms had been masquerading as monsters. As everyone was steeped in deep fear, Shen Hao stared blankly at something extra that appeared before him. [Civilization Trial Cheats Collection] Begin with a mandatory draw of a Red Mythical Talent, friend-or-foe marking map, loot box probability adjustment, points acquisition multiplied by a hundred... Monster: "Run! This civilization is cheating!!!"

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?” AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

After being betrayed by the woman he loved, Michael was granted a second chance to rewrite his past mistakes. In a world governed by an AI virtual reality game, every individual is assigned a random number of lifetimes displayed on their wrist, a counter that dictates their existence on planet Earth. When the timer reaches zero, life ends. With no means of replenishing lifetimes outside the game, more than half of humanity immersed themselves in the AI Virtual Reality game. This game is unlike any ordinary game played on phones, PCs, or tablets. It plunges players into a perilous virtual world where they must battle monsters or other players in brutal, life-or-death matches. Death within the game results in actual death—no respawns, no second chances. Only by surviving and being the last one standing can players win additional lifetimes and valuable rewards. Success hinges on a combination of luck and skill. Then, without warning, the gods revealed themselves. Unfortunately, not all of them were benevolent towards humanity. Will Michael join forces with his friends and family to confront the gods and protect humanity? Or will he walk a solitary path, demonstrating to the divine beings precisely why he was called Supreme? Let's find out. ________ Ok let me stop there, this is my third book, if you want, you can give it a try. I will release two to five chapters a day depending on my health. Thanks for checking out my book. Please leave a comment and review after you read past the tenth chapter. Thanks again. No excessive explanation or complex grammars, just as simple as the title. Note: I'll try to focus on characters and world building, to make it more understandable. Please leave a comment and review. Those of you who are wondering if it's related to "Solo Leveling" "Shadow Monarchs" or "Shadows" it's not. The MC Leveled up while playing Solo, but after a while he stopped because... Oh! The MC might be a bit of a fool and crazy in the beginning, but gets smarter and cooler ahead. ________________ Check my other Book. A 30yrs old Man who have lived four life times got reborn as a child, and became the strongest child in the whole three Continents. "Reborn With The All Seeing Eyes." _________ My New books. "Return Of The Supreme Beast Tamer." "Betrayed Hunter: Rise Of A Kingdom."

He cheated on me while I was pregnant. I came back untouchable.I loved him for eight years. He married me because I was pregnant—and never loved me back. He flaunted his mistress, promised divorce after the baby was born, and treated me like an obligation.A scandal nearly killed me during childbirth. I disappeared the next day.Five years later, I returned—beautiful, powerful, filing for divorce. That’s when he realized the elegant woman everyone desired… was the wife he threw away. And I was no longer alone. Powerful men stood at my side. Even his own cousin protected me. Rivals openly pursued me.For the first time, he felt replaced. He blocked the divorce. Used our daughter as leverage. And made a desperate deal: three years living as a family. If our child agreed to let me go, he’d sign.He thought I would always wait. Now I’m the one being chased— and I watch other men get closer every day.

What turned out to be a joke from him was forcing me to sign the divorce papers. I refused to sign until I knew why, he became cold, aloof me a lot and paid no attention to me anymore. 8 months ago, I signed a contract marriage with one of the richest billionaires in town. Not until I saw him shamelessly romancing with his ex-girlfriend, they were happy together, so I concluded inside of me, I signed the divorce papers and flee into the dark night alongside with a miracle. Pregnancy! 3 years later, I returned to the city as a successful businesswoman alongside my son I kept away from the world. My mission is to revenge.World turns in my favor when his company became bankrupt and needed shareholders. My miracle has come, I'll anonymously reap him off everything he ever cherished. What happens when our parts crossed, and he founds out I had a child with him."Come back home WIFEY, you left with my heart." I heard his screeching faint voice begged me.BUT, will I ever forgive him for cheating on me?

Ugly. Good for nothing. Useless. Disgusting. These are the words Zara hears every single day. *** I was the Alpha's fated mate but my rejection was worse than one thousand needles pierced to my skin. "I, Weston Bruce Furrow, Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack reject you, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack. A pathetic runt weakling like you is no match for me." I could feel my heart breaking, Tuna was howling inside me, and I could feel her pain. "I, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack, accept your rejection..." *** Being the Alpha's daughter doesn't shield Zara from the pack's cruelty. Especially when her own father is her worst tormentor. Years later, the man she once hated most returns. The same man who rejected her, who humiliated her, and now, she doesn't understand why he's back. Worse still, she's being forced to negotiate with him. Zara wants nothing more than to forget how he made her feel. But her pack needs protection, and he's the Alpha who can offer it. Which means she has no choice but to put her pack above her pain.

To punish my cheating ex, I slept with his stepbrother. Best decision of my life? Or the worst mistake I never saw coming? My fiancé Christopher had been caught with his pants down—again. This time, I wasn't going to cry. One wild night with Lance Laurent—Christopher's estranged stepbrother, the heir to the Laurent empire, and the most dangerous billionaire in Los Angeles—was supposed to be my revenge. One night became two. Three. A dozen. Every time Christopher cheated, I'd moan louder in Lance's bed. An eye for an eye. A betrayal for a betrayal. When the dust settled and Christopher came crawling back, tears and pleas dripping from his lips, I felt nothing but cold satisfaction. "Too late," I smiled. "I don't recycle trash." But turning my back on Christopher was easy. Turning back on Lance Laurent? He's never a man you use for revenge. He's the devil you sign a contract with. "Thinking about him while you're underneath me?" His grip on my jaw was brutal, his hips relentless. "You started this fire. But I decide when it burns out." Some men you can't walk away from. Some debts you never stop paying. And the devil in my bed expects me to stay.

Shayla Jenson, a mother of two boys, Ethan and Shawn, finds her life turned upside down when her car breaks down one day. Terrance, her husband, comes to help but reveals a shocking secret: he's been having an affair and has a secret child. Devastated, Shayla decides to leave him and move to Georgia with her children to pursue her dream of becoming a landscape designer. In Georgia, she meets Christopher Langston, a secret billionaire who becomes her first client and eventually her love interest. Christopher helps Shayla with her divorce. Meanwhile, Terrance's life spirals out of control. Will Terrance retaliate or accept defeat?

"You feel so f**king good." a deep voice, one I knew all too well, grunted. I watched my husband Daniel and my assistant Esme banging each other right on my table. My hands flew to my mouth as realization dawned on me, the shock from seeing and hearing them made me shift back, stumbling against the table, and I pushed the chair backward. "Did you hear that?" I quickly dodged and stepped back from the glass view. "What?" Daniel hissed impatiently. "I think I heard-" Esme trailed off, "Never mind, just hurry up already." "No need to rush, there is still time before the b*tch lands." His statement was like a slap to my face, my ears were ringing. "Really?" "Yes, baby, a few more rounds for us." "Once she's back, I can't have you." "I know, but it's just for a while, you know it's you I love, it's her money that's keeping me." Their mixed chuckle ran across the room, traveled up my nerves, and made my heart sink to my stomach. *** When Elsie uncovers the affair between her husband and her trusted assistant, her world shatters. The dual betrayal by the man she loved for years and the assistant she relied on leave her devastated and nearly hopeless. But after the initial shock, Elsie regains her strength. She contacts a lawyer to prepare for divorce and makes a bold move- switching jobs and joining the company of her longtime rival, Albie. What starts as a search for solace turns into something much more dangerous. Albie's relentless pursuit leaves Elsie feeling increasingly drawn to him, despite her resolve. Will she lose herself in a passion she never expected, or find a new path to healing?

The MC was 25 years old man who is a type of otaku who can consume everything from military to magic occult. One day he got to an accident that cost him his life. It turns out, a god from other world are the perpetrator. The god told the MC that he want MC to help his world from an impending dissaster few years ahead.