This story follows a man named West Steinberg, who betrays his wife, Bianca, with a woman named Faith. But this isn't a moment of weakness or regret. His betrayal runs deep, absolute, and intentional. There's no remorse, no hesitation, no turning back. It's a choice he fully commits to and believes in. At its core, this is a story about obsession, betrayal, and rage, and where those emotions can lead. In the end, it results in the murder of one of the women. The story is told entirely from West's perspective, capturing how he lived through those moments. You know what happened from the very beginning. But there will be a twist. Please consider yourself warned. 😊

It started with a key. A simple, harmless gesture or so he said. Christina was just his childhood best friend. The girl who "had always been there." The one he trusted. The one he couldn't turn away. And I tried. I tried to be understanding. I tried to be secure. I tried to believe that love meant trust. But how do you trust when another woman walks into your home like she belongs there? When she knows his silences better than you do? I'm not losing him in loud, obvious ways. I'm losing him in glances. In quiet moments. In the space where I used to exist. Now, we live under the same roof. Him. Me. And the girl who was "never supposed to be a problem." But the worst part? He still calls her his best friend. And I'm starting to feel like the other woman in my own marriage.

Mica Paul has spent fifteen years loving the one man she could never have, Reese McKeenan, her best friend's boyfriend. From the boy who politely rejected her in high school to the man who chose her best friend, Reese was always just out of reach. But when a devastating car accident kills two of their closest friends and leaves the survivors shattered, Mica makes a choice that costs her everything. To honor a dying promise, she lies under oath, protecting a secret that wasn't hers to keep, and becomes the town's most hated woman overnight. Abandoned by her friends, vilified by strangers, and viciously blamed by the only man she's ever loved, Mica flees with nothing but guilt and a broken heart. Five years later, she's forced to return home to say goodbye to her dying father. The wounds haven't healed. The hatred still burns. Especially Reese's. Their reunion ignites old resentments, buried passion, and a dangerous chemistry neither can deny. Hate turns to heated nights and stolen touches, but when long-buried truths about the night of the crash finally surface, revealing betrayal, affairs, and lies far deeper than Mica ever imagined, Reese's world collapses. The woman he spent years destroying may be the only one who ever truly protected him. Now the man who ruined her life is on his knees, desperate to prove he was wrong. But after everything he's taken from her, her reputation, her friends, her peace, can Mica forgive the love of her life? Or are some mistakes too devastating to overcome? He was her first love. She was his biggest regret. And this time, he'll fight like hell to make her his forever... if she'll let him.

I stayed when I shouldn't have. I stayed through half-listened conversations and promises that disappeared the moment someone else needed him more. I told myself I was overthinking. That things would change eventually. So I learned how to swallow my discomfort. My loneliness. My doubts. Until everything fell apart. Now I can't stop wondering why it took almost losing my life to finally understand what I already knew all along: I should've left him long ago. ............. Warning: This story uses mature language and scenes. © IcecreamSundae5. All rights reserved.

Blossom Brooks expects a proposal from her boyfriend of three years, Henry Harrington, any day now. They've talked about it for a year. He kisses her and tells her "soon." He smirks and calls her Mrs. Harrington. And then one night, on a romantic date, Henry drops the ball. He tells her he never wants to get married. Never. 🍭 Second Chance Romance 🍭 HEA Original Couple 🍭 Betrayal and Grovel 🍭 Sweet FMC x Sour MMC 🍭 Miscommunication

For years, Kate has been defined by her illness. Through every diagnosis, flare, setback, and disappointment, her husband Kevin was there beside her. So when he suddenly announces that he's accepted a months-long overseas assignment, Kate finds herself feeling conflicted, abandoned, and alone for the first time in over a decade. Realizing she'd lost herself somewhere between tracking good days and bad days, Kate sets out to reclaim the parts of herself she left behind-her dreams, her confidence, and her independence. With her brother Mike's return from military service on the horizon and an unexpected reunion with his longtime best friend Tom, Kate begins to imagine a future that looks very different from the life she was living. With Tom's help she even tackles something she thought she'd never do when she signs up for a running club. But the more she changes, the harder it becomes to ignore the growing cracks in the life she built-and the possibility that some relationships survive only as long as the people inside them aren't growing. When she and Kevin are reunited and the future she thought she had begins to unravel, Kate discovers that the hardest part of a race isn't learning how to keep going-it's figuring out where you're supposed to stop running.

Marriage did not break Aeries. It eroded her slowly. Five years ago, she married Mateo out of obligation after one reckless night left her pregnant with twins. What began as duty became routine, and routine became survival. Mateo provided everything a woman was supposed to want: a beautiful home, financial security, a complete family. Except fidelity. Aeries spent years swallowing lipstick stains, unfamiliar perfume, late-night excuses, and the humiliation of being loved only when Mateo feared losing her. Every betrayal ended the same way-flowers, vacations, apologies whispered against her skin, and promises that never lasted long enough to matter. Until one day, she stopped crying. And that terrified Mateo more than her tears ever did. As Aeries grows colder and more distant, an old childhood friend returns and reminds her of the woman she used to be before marriage reduced her to merely surviving. For the first time in years, she begins to wonder if love is supposed to feel this lonely. But when she finally leaves, Mateo realizes too late that the wife he took for granted was the only person who ever truly loved him. Now, after destroying the woman who stayed through everything, Mateo is left with a painful truth: Sometimes love does not die all at once. Sometimes it disappears quietly. And sometimes, the cruelest thing in the world is realizing someone stopped loving you long before they walked away. (The plots of my stories are originally mine, but I had help with AI in writing the prose. This is just experimental and for fun. I have another account where I actually do it traditionally)

After many years of trying...and the pain of loss, I was finally pregnant. The night my sister got married, my husband drunkenly confessed to me that he had been in love with my sister for two years. I divorced him without talking to him. Now, two years later, I'm ready to listen.

For eighteen months, Samara has loved Luke wholeheartedly. She's ignored the uncomfortable feelings, swallowed her doubts, and convinced herself that Ari, Lukes sister's best friend was simply part of the package. Ari has always been there. Always taking up more space in Luke's life than any "friend" should. And every time Samara questioned it, Luke had an excuse ready. Ari was just blunt, Ari didn't mean anything by it. Ari was family. Ari had always been around. Then one recorded conversation is sent to Samara. TROPES: OWD Female Best Friend Sisters Best Friend Overheard (sent recording) TW: Body shaming - will be renaming this but needed to get this story out of my head

Hollywood Series Book #1 For two years, the world watched us fall in love. Our romantasy series became a global obsession and suddenly everyone was interested in us. Interviews went viral. Edits got millions of views. Fans called our chemistry once in a generation and swore no one could fake the way he looked at me. I believed it too, the spark in his eyes, the passion in his touch, the care in his words. While we dated secretly for a year. Until a grainy image of his lip locked with an Ex went viral and I overheard him in a private meeting telling the producers he couldn't do this anymore. That he couldn't keep pretending to be interested in me. And suddenly I didn't know which moments belonged to the show and which ones never existed at all. But one thing was clear, I was just a part of his performance.