Backstabbed By My Bestie Novel Novels & Stories

"But I didn't collude with outsiders. It was Sebastian of Moonborn Pack, my new mate. From now on, our projects will cooperate with them." There was prolonged shock on the other end of the phone. My perceptive mother sensed something deeper and blurted out. "Did Alexander do something to wrong you? Is it because of that child who suddenly appeared?!" Tears instantly burst from my eyes, but I held them back silently. The pain of betrayal, of wasted years, of being used. "Mom, I'll tell you when we meet in person." "Wipe your tears, my Luna." Sebastian's voice was gentle but commanding.

I was beyond that. I had everything—a loving, powerful husband, a life people envied, and the sweet satisfaction of watching karma take its course. Shortly after my name started trending again, I began receiving endless calls and messages. Old friends, distant relatives, even people who had once cut me off were suddenly celebrating my "victory." My name was finally cleared. But my so-called best friend wasn’t ready to back down. She went on social media, claiming that I had set her up. That I had orchestrated the scandal just to destroy her life.

Our nine-year friendship has been smooth sailing since we met on our first year of college. There is a secret though that I've been keeping. I don't know when it happened and how, but I just feel it—I like my best friend a lot, much more than a bro normally would. Ever since our Bio days, he has been helping me with my academic and extracurricular work. I am a good student, but he pushes me to become better. It's not like we're competing with each other. No, not like that. Instead, he motivates me to do the best that I can, because he also does the same. This is why when we're together, we're unstoppable. Our tandem wins almost all inter-university quiz bees that our professors send us to jo

As soon as we finalized the property transfer and divided the assets, they betrayed us. Charlene began telling people that Elio had been cruel to her. Through tears, she claimed that she had endured years of emotional and physical abuse. Even Caleb stepped up to testify to her story. Charlene even posted on social media that she had been taking antidepressants for years. Her long, dramatic post painted us as villains and nailed us to the pillars of shame. The neighbors and friends who once praised us now looked at us with doubt and disgust. As for Scarlett, whom I once saw as my savior and dearest best friend, she stood against us.

"I left my world, my family, my kind to be with the love of my life, I thought all I needed was love, I never knew love is not enough. Betrayal is real in the journey of love. I love dan, I gave him my heart, but he betrayed me, he chose his kind over me, he believed in their words over me. It hurts, seeing who I abandoned my kind for, couldn't abandon his for me. It felt like a dagger was struck into my heart when he looked into my eyes and called me evil, just like her kind. I have nothing left for me in the human world again, I'm going back to my world. My love failed," Tears pricked up from Jeanne's eyes as she read the epilogue of the novel in her hands, she just finished reading ''MY L

The more she thought about it, the more she realized just how many people stood to benefit from his downfall. There was John, his business partner, who had seemed almost too eager to take over the company since the accident. And then there was Micheal, Alexandro's cousin, who had suggested that they run away with his fortune. The very idea made her skin crawl. Clara knew she needed to be careful, watch her back and be vigilant in this world of deceit and greed. She couldn't trust anyone completely, except maybe Nanny Grace and Alex, Alexandro's assistant. But even then, Clara wondered how far she could rely on them. She was new to this world of power and money, and she knew that she had a lo

"You're that guy! The business dude. The one who looks like he’s allergic to emotions!" Elliot didn't even glance her way. Sarah huffed. "Oh, come on. Don’t pretend you can’t hear me." She groaned, dropping her head onto the counter. "You're worse than my ex. At least he pretended to care before he stabbed me in the back." She leaned closer, whispering as if it were a grand secret. "Wanna know something tragic?" Still, Elliott said nothing. Sarah took his silence as permission to continue. "My best friend, my very best friend in the whole world, stabbed me in the back. And not just any stab, she stole my fiance. My fiance!”

My voice broke. If I hated anyone, it was Madison more than Liam. We'd grown up together. We were best friends. I'd stepped in to protect her from bullies. She'd held my arm and said we'd be together forever. And yet, she had stabbed me in the heart over and over again. Madison put on her wounded look. "I was just afraid you'd be hurt by bad men. I wanted to find you a husband who truly loves and trusts you." "See? This time, if I hadn't tested him, you would have married a bad man. What if some other woman told you lies like that later?"

The girl named Novel sat up, her eyes locked on her sister. “Novel... let’s run away,” she whispered. “Not now,” the other replied. The room shifted. I was watching the twins grow. Suddenly, I was looking at fifteen-year-old Novel. “Run, Alessia! Run!” she shouted. Before the younger-looking me could get far, Maxillo caught her and threw her against a wall. A man moved to hit her, but Novel, the sister, stabbed him before he could. “Maxillo, you’re our brother!” Novel shouted.

And I was stronger, until I was backstabbed by the people I loved and trusted the most. My eyes started to glisten and I felt the rain on me. I didn't run for shelter, instead, I welcomed the raindrops to the depths of my wailing heart… Suddenly, a car stopped in front of me and when I saw the people coming out of it, my blood boiled with rage… Michael and Melissa... My ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend… The people who cheated on me behind my back are here, standing in front of me without any shame…!! What the hell do they want now?? Can a day get any worse??...