A Traitor To Memory Novels & Stories

Before I pulled the trigger, I could see the same guard take a step towards me, probably to plead for his life again, and so I turned and shot him on the leg, shooting the traitor immediately after. Speaking of Traitor's, there's another one here. The daughter of the traitor I hated the most. At first, a part of me didn't want to have her pay but I believe in the words that the ‘the child shall pay for the sins of the father'. Walking towards her cell, I opened it only to see her laying there looking unconscious. Shocked and confused, I ran to her and she was indeed unconscious. “Call Theodore now!” I yelled out to everyone and no one in particular to call the doctor as I raised her up.

I said sadly, recalling how hurt I had been the night of our big talk. “I would have won you over again eventually” he said with a cocky grin, “but I’m glad you convinced me to do this” “What made you change your mind?” I asked. “I have wanted you since you started working for me, I tried to get you out of my system because I knew you’d eventually want children and marriage and all the things I didn’t think I was capable of giving you. I thought I’d get over you or that you’d leave after I treated you so badly those first two years, but when I saw you with Remi by the river that day, I knew I had to have you. I have never wanted anyone so much in my life. I fucking hated myself for pushing y

but I just can't help being consumed with pain. "Yes... You're right..." I say in between crying "he's a traitor.... And I trusted a disgusting traitor..." I bring my knees to my chest, I prostrate my face on my knees and my arms covered my face; breaking into tears remembering every false moment I had lived.

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

Elena Amid that impenetrable darkness, there was no glimmer of light, not even the faintest spark. It was an abyss, an unending sea of obsidian, gripping me in its inescapable vice. The claws of this darkness were dangerous, scary, and strange. Then, a glimmer, a beacon in that sea of shadows—I saw it. My room, nestled in a forgotten corner, bathed in the gentle glow of two lamps. My old room, a sanctuary I'd occupied before my world changed, before I was reduced to a slave, marked with a sinister and damning moniker—the Traitor's Daughter.

He kissed her forehead and his mark before looking at me. “Ezekiel will die a very slow death. The first memory was not long after Ezekiel took over. She refused to tell the pack that Zane was a traitor. She stood up to him with so much fucking strength and determination that I never imagined was even possible. He swore that he would have fun breaking her and threw her with his full strength across the room where her spine collided with a desk. Yet, she repeated a mantra that she would not bow and would not break. Then the death of Millie where she got mauled by a fucking wolf and held down as they made her watch her die before throwing her body next to Emma. Then…”

Or rather, the lack thereof. “You think you are so smart,” said Vincent, his voice a whip. "But you forget one thing." He leaned very close to her, whispering with a hot breath on her ear. “That is to forget that I am the king of this Mafia world. And in my world, nothing is for traitors."

I gasped in shock, my hands flying up to cover my ear. “You are nothing, but a traitor!” He spat, grabbing me by the shirt. My blood boiled in rage as I heard the one word I never thought would be used against me. “Traitor? Are you even listening to yourself? I sold our family to the Martinis?” I laughed bitterly, shoving him back in fury. Was that how low he thought of me? We might have a love-hate relationship, but I would go as far as selling our family secrets to Neo.

"You come into my territory, speak a name that brings pain to every member of this pack, claim kinship with a traitor who destroyed lives, and you think you can just demand answers and leave? That's not how this works." "Traitor?" Nyx breathed while shock and hurt bled through our bond. "What are you talking about?" "Karl," Lucien spat the name like a curse. "Was a traitor to this pack, to his family, to everything we stood for, and his name is forbidden here because speaking it brings back memories of the night he betrayed us all." "That's not true," Nyx argued while tears gathered in her eyes. "My father wasn't a traitor, he was a good man who sacrificed everything to protect his family."

"I told her it was too far. I..." "But you didn't stop her," Damian interrupted. "You stood outside that room and let it happen. You made a choice." Silence. "Say it," Damian ordered. "What?" "Say what you are." Leon's vision blurred. "I don't..." "Say it," Damian repeated, voice harder now. Leon's chest heaved. "I'm a traitor." "Louder." "I'm a traitor," Leon said, voice breaking. "I betrayed Rowan. I helped the woman who destroyed him. I'm a coward and a traitor and I deserve everything that's coming."