Back-stabbing Stories

💋 Payback Pussy 💋 He cheated. She found out. Now she's about to fuck his ego... and his friend. Nubia runs her own business, her own life, and up until now, thought she had her man on lock. But when she finds a second phone tucked in the closet, unlocked and full of dirty secrets, everything flips. Her husband's been fucking her best friend behind her back. That's cute. Because the man Porsha fell in love with? Nubia introduced her to him, Nyjee. Fine, filthy rich, and built like a sin. And he's always had a thing for Nubia. Now? She's done playing nice. She's about to make them both pay-in moans, in silence, and in sweat-soaked sheets that don't belong to Sean anymore. This isn't heartbreak. This is payback. And this pussy? It's locked, loaded, and ready for war.

ကိမ်း + ဇွန်ခြူးငယ် Biker သမား ကိမ်းနဲ့ design မေဂျာကကျောင်းသူ လေးဇွန်ခြူးငယ်တို့ရဲ့love story 💕

Love is a demanding force that consumes the heart and soul, yet asks for more. Tasleem Abdul, a beautiful and intelligent young girl from a small village, has never known its true essence. orphaned and raised by her uncle, Tasleem's life is marked by hardship and deprivation, devoid of love's warmth. In the bustling capital city, CEO Rayyan reigns supreme - an arrogant, conceited, and aloof intellectual who sees himself above others. but when Tasleem's path crosses his, the icy facade begins to crack. Can this humble village girl melt his frozen heart and reveal the man he's meant to be? or will his pride prove an insurmountable barrier? Note: This book is still ongoing and hasn't been edited yet. If you come across any mistakes, inconsistencies, or typos, please be patient with me. I'll be fixing and polishing everything during the editing process once the story is complete.

In Ravenhill, silence is never empty - it is full of things no one knows how to say. Pearl Lowell has spent years learning how to exist in the aftermath of what shaped her too early. Once a child full of light, she has become a name spoken carefully, a story rewritten by people who were never there to understand it. Rhys Morgan has always believed in order, in control, in the certainty of things that can be measured and achieved. But some people do not fit into certainty. Some connections refuse to fade, even when everything else does. They were once part of the same world - close enough to believe it would stay that way. But growing up in Ravenhill means learning that distance can happen quietly, and that not everything lost is ever truly gone. When their paths cross again, nothing returns as it was. Only fragments remain - of memory, of misunderstanding, of everything left unsaid between them. And in a place where perception travels faster than truth, they are left with one question that neither of them is ready to answer: how do you understand someone you were never truly allowed to know? Some stories are not about what happened but about what was never said.

...And from now I'll be the most fierce thing when I'll break open my heart and let the wildflower grow inside -Aayushi Roses lose their beauty without their sharp thorns, "Allow me to drink deeply from the crystalline waters where mountain streams overflow, let the fragrance of wildflowers swirl freely in my veins. Grant me the solace of sleeping in your meadows, cradled by the lush, green blades of grass. Let me stroll along the sunlit highway, hand in hand with my brother, basking in the warmth of peace. Permit me to leave this world in my footsteps, before I descend into the earth beneath. It was only then that I realized how sadness had wrapped itself around me, as frigid as the guilt that crept through my lungs. Life was on the brink of transformation, teetering between the promise of better days and the weight of the unknown." Roselle welcomed home, so she thought.

Vaporeon x Glaceon Warning there is violence and death in this book and also curse words will be used. This story might be disturbing for some readers. This book is about a male Vaporeon and a male Glaceon that live divided lives away from each other. Arwyn lives with the Glaceon tribe while Cascade is raised by a group of outcasts. One day their paths cross and they fall for each other but the relationship they seek goes against everything they stand for. Are they willing to take the risk of betraying their groups for each other? Vaporeon has fur in this book. I do not own Pokémon or any art I use in this book

Three Folds. Three worlds. One broken system. In Fold Three, the weather changes every minute-and the ruler every week. At least, that's how it's supposed to be. For nine years, one man has rigged the rotation, keeping power locked in his hands and hiding his control beneath an abandoned hospital that shelters more secrets than patients. Remy Price, a healer raised inside The Rig, has never believed in their cause. And Riker Blake, the fighter who's sworn to fight with her brother, would burn the world before letting her face it alone. But when rebellion brews and loyalty turns lethal, love becomes their most dangerous defiance. In a world where power changes with the weather, who will survive the storm?

In the ruthless world of high-stakes business, Haseena Malik and Amar Vidrohi are more than just competitors-they are fire and storm, locked in a battle that has burned through boardrooms, headlines, and empires. She's the queen of precision-an ice-cold strategist who built her company from nothing. He's the maverick tycoon who plays by no rules but his own. When a high-profile merger forces them into each other's orbit, what begins as a calculated war for power soon spirals into something neither of them saw coming. Beneath the sharp suits and sharper words lies a simmering tension, dangerous secrets, and a past that refuses to stay buried. As ambition clashes with obsession and manipulation turns personal, they'll discover that the fiercest battles are not fought in the market-but in the heart. Enemies by circumstance. Partners by force. Bound by fire.

Footsteps echoed as pin walks along the yoyle city streets, in hopes of finding her boyfriend Only to find blood. Tears. Regret. And gore. ------ 📌❤: ' ' A-AM I- JUST A FUCKING- PUPPET TO YOU-!? ' ' 🍟❤: ' 'Pin... Call dow- ' ' 📌❤: ' ' You Don't get to say anything... This is between me and- ' '

When nerdy beautiful Ariana goes to help her mom out at her work, she comes face to face with her biggest problem. Will she be able to keep her long formed feelings to herself when she sees the boy she had a crush on for years...There is no telling what fate has instore for her...

It was last year for them all in Raimon jr. high, and the FFI V3 was approaching. So everyone were getting ready and training hard. An academy in America, called 'Dark Elites' was going to arrange a team, with strong players from around the world. It is a precise project done to win the tournament. But the players who get in it, change in a weird way...

love is like a drug, which either tames the heart or completely destroys it. and the beauty of love is in its simplicity and also in its power to make even a daisy look like a blooming rose. love is as warm as it is tragic. and that's two truths that can co-exist without much of an argument *** Omar Hassan is everything a man would want to be. Successful, married to a beautiful and loving wife, rich, influential, and as it seems, he has his whole life figured out and is living it in the best way he possibly can. But of course, even the most perfect things cannot remain perfect forever. He thought he had escaped his tyrant father's antiques, but when Hassan plays the devil and toys with the life of a family dear to Omar's heart, his only path to save a man he considers a true father is a bitter one: marry the man's only daughter. Zainab enters the luxurious Hassan home not as a bride, but as a prisoner of war, her fury a shield against the gilded cage. Her presence is a living earthquake for Rina, testing a marriage once thought unshakeable. Now, under one roof, three wounded hearts are trapped in a war orchestrated by a vindictive patriarch. As alliances shift and unexpected connections form, they must choose: surrender to the chaos designed to break them, or unite to fight the true enemy. While of course... having to deal with things and emotions they never expected from themselves. *** UPDATES EVERY TUESDAY AND FRIDAY ❤️ ***

In the shadowy, high-stakes world of the Jung Estate in Gwangju, quiet bodyguard Min Yoongi finds comfort in late-night phone calls with a mysterious caller he knows only as "Gongjunim." What Yoongi doesn't know is that Gongjunim is actually Jung Hoseok, the soft-hearted, sheltered heir to the estate, who has fallen deeply in love with his protector from afar. When their plan to elope is discovered by Hoseok's ruthless landlord father, Hoseok is locked away in the manor. Desperate to save Yoongi from being executed at the train station by estate enforcers, Hoseok begs his closest friend, Park Jimin, to run to the platform, pretend to be Gongjunim, and hand Yoongi a phone so Hoseok can explain the truth. What happened next? Let's find out together. It is inspired by the Tamil movie name Kavalan And I gave my own touch to it.

It was supposed to be a birthday camping trip. Eight friends. One weekend. One quiet creek hidden deep within the woods. Between the jokes, campfires, and late-night laughter, nobody expected the forest to be listening. When something begins hunting them in the darkness, they discover one terrifying rule: Make a sound... and it finds you. But surviving the creature is only the beginning. As fear turns friends against each other and familiar faces can no longer be trusted, the group realizes the woods are hiding something far worse than a monster. Because not everything haunting the creek has claws. The silence won't save them forever.

"She didn't sell her soul. She marketed it." Rising model Selene Voss signs with an exclusive agency that promises global fame. But every campaign, every photoshoot, seems to change her - literally. Her reflection starts smiling back when she doesn't. Soon she discovers the agency is run by a covert cabal that trades in souls through luxury branding, feeding off the vanity and desire of millions. To survive, Selene must outwit the devil's PR team - even if it means becoming the monster they created. Inspired by : Neon-lit, seductive, eerie. Think Black Swan x Him × American Psycho.

"Have you ever fantasized about fucking someone whose name you didn't even know? Completely losing your inhibitions in a stranger's bed because you're craving just one place where there are no suffocating expectations? I have." *** When a wrong number lands in Sophia Kingston's inbox, she does something reckless. She replies. What starts as a harmless text exchange between two strangers quickly spirals into something far more dangerous when Sophia discovers the stranger she's been falling for is her brother's best friend. Declan James is no amateur when it comes to pretending to be someone he's not. But how long can he keep hiding from himself before he finally cracks beneath the weight of his secrets? Brought closer by a tragic accident, Sophia can't escape the forbidden connection between them. But when Declan reveals the truth behind their first encounter, will their relationship survive, or will everything they've built be destroyed?

You are (Y/N), a girl(sorry dudes and they/them friends) who has been friends with Edd, Tom, Matt, and Tord since primary(elementary) school. The five of you have been in the same school until you went to college, that is. You are now 22 and have finished college and moved in a nice little house, coincidentally, next to your old friends from school. What will happen? The Eddsworld characters in this fanfic are completely separated from their real-life counterparts. I do not own Eddsworld or the characters, I only own the fanfiction and the plot following (Y/N). TW: There will be descriptions of blood, guns and other various weapons, and things that may trigger you, so please read with that in mind. Also swearing- This story is going a little slow, so I apologize! Some of the chapter names are ones I find on pinterest.

A crazy world. Three crazier bitches. One retired crashout.

𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒕. 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒓