A Betrayal Of Storms Novels & Stories

"I am pregnant. I haven’t done any ultra sound or test or anything, because I didn’t want to admit to myself that it was true. But you should know either way. No more fucking secrets." "I'll go," I sighed as Storm stared ahead. "I’m really sorry." Dad was waiting for me upstairs and held his arms out. "Do you want to talk?" I put my head against dad's chest and dad put his arms around me. "They’re saying Storm is a traitor, and they’re holding his mother captive so he won’t come back. It's really fucking bad, dad; they murdered his best friend and one of the Omega women who assisted me." "If you want to help, we’ll help." Dad said. "He’s your mate."

I stare at this fucking cock sucker and grit my teeth, feeling betrayed beyond belief as he just grins at me, making a point to touch Myla in front of me, making her beg me for help. "You? It's been you this whole fucking time?!..." The devil whispers in my ear, "You're not strong enough to brave the storm." I looked the devil right in the eye and whispered back... " I am the fucking storm."

I said, my voice barely a whisper. But he… he looked away. Something died inside me. They had planned this. They had planned to poison me. The taste of betrayal was like a twang on my tongue. I shook my head in disbelief while I moved further away from them. The more I moved back, the more they moved closer, and soon, I was on the balcony, my back against the rails. The wind was no longer subtle. It was wild, the early sign of a storm brewing. Thunder clapped in the air, lightning decorated the clouds like a scene from a horror film.

Betrayal sitting heavy in his stare like a loaded weapon. Blade looks different. Concerned. Uneasy. His gaze flicks over her face, her arms, her clothes, like he is cataloguing damage. Like he believes she has already been hurt and whatever hurt her is still close enough to strike again. She peels her eyes away from him, she feels like she's betrayed him for some reason. And it sits heavy in her chest. Storm leans against a tree to the right, arms crossed, her grin wide and wicked. When Diana’s eyes meet hers, Storm spits into the dirt near her boots.

Ace - Pains rips through me, like acid is flowing through my veins, that b!tch, she fụcking rejected me, how dare she. How dare she reject me? That whore, she's been shacking up with that warrior for weeks now, I was ready to forgive that, but this? Rejecting me? Oh, she will pay dearly for this, she will suffer far worse than the pain of rejection for doing this to me. As the pain throbs throughout my body I lay on the floor of my cell for what feels like hours, before slowly moving on to the cot, the pain is still present, but dimmed and with my brain clearing I go over the plan once more to distract myself. As I think over the plan, I realise some things will need to be changed, but it wo

“Promise.” I nodded once, even though promises felt like fragile things lately. “Promise.” Dawson came out forty minutes later looking… hollowed. Not worse, exactly. Not broken. Just stripped. Like he’d opened a door he’d been holding shut for years and the wind that rushed out had taken something with it. His eyes met mine. Storm grey. Tired. But there was a strange steadiness there too, as if naming the darkness didn’t feed it, it just made it visible. Liberty stood immediately, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “So? Did you hate it?”

I said, bowing my head happily. My heart suddenly turned sore when I saw Kessler walk hand-in-hand with my sister. My heart thundered as I felt betrayed and stabbed in the back by the people I love. I held back the tears that were planning to fall so they wouldn't ruin my make-up. Not as if he wanted to hold my hand in the first place, but the betrayal I just witnessed was like a hot knife that is being used to cut through an open wound. The care, love, and attention he gave to Elena at the banquet made the guests wonder if I was the actual Luna or Elena was, maybe I was just supporting them.

As if it were consuming our feelings, the storm appeared to become stronger all around us. Killian came back to us with blood matted in his wolf's hair. "We must retreat," he said. "They are too numerous." "No," I answered firmly in spite of my trepidation. "We complete this. I won't allow Veyron to feel satisfied because he won't stop until we're broken. The storm's wrath peaked before anybody could react. A figure in the distance was illuminated by a huge bolt of lightning that hit the middle of the clearing. Veyron was the one.

POV: Nora It broke at six in the morning. I was asleep when Sera called, which meant I missed the first hour of it. By the time I saw my phone the story had already moved through three major outlets and was accelerating in the way things accelerate when the combination of elements is exactly right for consumption. Money, a surrogate, a rival, photographs. The ingredients were clean and the headline wrote itself. *Billionaire Marcus Wolfe in Explosive Love Triangle with Surrogate Mother and Business Rival.*

Daniel. The same man who helped me rebuild after Sophia left. The same man who said he was loyal for ten years. My hands curled into fists. He had been inside the building that morning. He had been in my office before the alarm.. Now I understand. This was not random. This was not revenge from outside. This was betrayal from within. The door to the security room opened behind me. I did not turn. I already knew who it was. " Morning, " Daniels' voice said calmly. I stared at the screen. At his reflection, beside her. At the proof. My heart is steady now. Too steady.