Backstabbed By My Bestie Novel Novels & Stories

Although my wolf had sensed and welcomed the bond with Rhea, my human side had only hated and blamed Rhea when it should have been different. I hurt her. So much. I remember every cold word, every dismissive gesture, every time I make her feel small and unwanted. And it is all a lie, an illusion. I am a pawn, a puppet on a string, manipulated by two women whose jealousy has curdled into a monstrous evil.

I opened my mouth to say something, but just then, a water bottle came hurtling through the air, hitting me right on the head. Pain exploded through my head. It felt like my skull was splitting open, and blood gushed from my nose. Then I heard my brother, Nelson Locke's, furious voice. "Victoria Locke, you're a pathetic thief! You stole Felicia's championship! You pushed her before the competition—she only got second place because of you. Are you satisfied now?" I stared at him, stunned. I hadn't done any of that. I had no idea my adopted sister, Felicia Locke, had even been hurt. I opened my mouth to explain.

"It's like nothing has changed. Even Isabella still holds her head high when talking to me like she didn't know what she did. ." "Take a deep breath," Kiara suggested gently. "Sometimes talking it out helps." "Are you sure it you just want me to give you a plot to.yiir story ?" She laughed sarcastically. I read almost all her book and I was undoubtedly one if her characters. Either minor or major. One time like that, we had a quarrel and she wrote a book about friends betrayal . I think that was her first book that became a bestseller. "How is our wolf doing"

The last strand of patience snaps. I stand so fast I knock my chair over. "This isn’t my fault!" I scream. "Phil betrayed us. I didn’t ask for any of it! My best friend stabbed me in the back, and our mate—our freaking mate—denied us and is in love with someone else!" No response.

"But why?" Luciana shrieked. "Why is it that you get to be with the man I love? Why won't he get over you? And then, I finally understood. It's because you're Monica Sylvester, my best friend." My gaze dimmed. The vow we once made to cherish each other forever had withered long ago. Yes, Jared's betrayal hurt, but Luciana's carved deeper. She was my chosen family, someone I trusted without question and would sacrifice myself for. But nothing could change her betrayal—no explanation or regret could undo it.

"Ok so by doing that their work ethics are above average, and you have created a business which has a jealous employer who wants to run your business. How do you know that someone set you up?" Shaye told him about one of the robbers getting a phone call right after she text the other two girls about an intruder. She also told him about what little she heard of the conversation. She asked him for his help because the only people who would gain from the death of her was the girls because they would get the shop.

The morning light faded from my sight, his frame towering over me, casting fear upon my skin. I deserved this. I knew it was only a matter of time before Leo caught on and snapped, and I did not blame him at all. I expected him to have hurt me by now, deserving of what I stole from him. He was too good for me, and I could not handle that. Though I may not have known it before, it was clear now that I was a snitch and a sly bastard, stealing my own best friend's Alpha for myself and acting like a saint now that he was beginning to suspect something.

I wish I’d never saved you from your father. I read the last message with a strange sense of calm. She had finally stopped pretending. The "hero" who saved me from my father had become the villain who tried to steal my future. I typed my first and last response. [You didn't save me to be my friend, Elena. You saved me, so you’d always have someone to feel superior to. But I outgrew you a long time ago. The debt is settled. Don’t contact me again.] A week later, I stood at the airport, looking at the departures board. I had accepted the offer from the UK’s biggest business tycoon to handle their lawsuits against their rival.

He snaps, dashing towards the bathroom. My fingers wrap around my arms, my body still warm from being so close to him. My lips curl downwards as my vision blurred with tears. If I had known that doing the dare was going to turn my life upside down, I'd have never done it. Xander has never treated me like this and this space was killing me. There was really no other best friend for me. I should have never done the dare. I should have never read erotic books. And I should have never fantasized about my best friend.

CHAPTER 8: IT WAS A MISTAKE ANNA’S POV The world was spinning. Everything blurred except Ella’s tear streaked face and the hundreds of eyes burning holes into my skin. “Ella, please—” My voice cracked badly. “How could you?!” she sobbed, her words shattering. “I—I’m your best friend, Anna! Your best friend!” “You still are—” “No!” She screamed so loud the entire cafeteria went still for a second. “You slept with my fucking boyfriend!”