Backstabbed Novels & Stories

I heard the sickening tear of flesh, my flesh, and the pain of a dagger piercing my skin, but I was too shocked to look away from the pretty, brown eyes of my best friend. I fell when he pushed me away from him and I heard cheers and gasps fill the air as he flexed his muscles in victory. Fuhad had just stabbed me. My friend just drove a knife into my back while looking straight in my eyes. It was a slimy ploy for a quick victory. One I didn't see coming in the very least. Talk about a backstabber! However, if my Angel would die by losing this fight. Then I was going to win even if it meant fighting till my last blood was drained. I found myself struggling towards my discarded clothing to fi

Instead, Stefan had traded it for a gun, and a life lived in the shadows. “I apologise,” he said, “but I had some matters to attend to,”

But after being burned this badly, I'd learned something important: cold, calculating relatives weren't the worst thing in the world. The worst thing was people who made you trust them, then stabbed you in the back. And backstabbers deserved everything that was coming to them.

She laughed weakly. "You should eat something," Damon said. “You barely touched dinner.” He moved around the kitchen, Sloane watched him pull out a bottle of water with glasses. “I’m not hungry,” she said. “She knew, maybe not everything but enough. I told her everything as my best friend. He walked back beside her near the window. “She betrayed you,” he said. “But that doesn’t erase every real thing that existed before it because people are complicated.” “You really believe that? I feel stupid.”

His team shared his concern; they knew that the integrity of his presidency was at stake. As they delved deeper into the situation, it became clear that the threat was more significant than anyone had anticipated. Evidence suggested that powerful figures within the government—individuals who had once been allies—were colluding to destabilize his administration. It was a betrayal that cut deep, and Alex felt the familiar pang of disappointment that had accompanied past betrayals. This time, however, the stakes were even higher.

Suddenly, she let out a shriek that did not sound human. It was as if something inside her had been ripped away in an instant. The last trace of stolen luck, the final thing that had never belonged to her, vanished completely. All the consequences she had built up came crashing down at once, like a volcano that had been waiting to erupt. A sharp crack split the air. Above the stage, the massive LED screen flickered violently, sparks bursting out in a blinding flash. The steel cables holding it snapped. The enormous screen plunged downward with a deadly roar, straight toward Cecilia.

Jax folded his arms, “Well, if it is him, he’s not working alone. Look at the scale of this. No single man could keep it hidden for this long. Especially not someone who is not in the pack.” “Exactly,” I said. “Which means members of our own pack are involved. People we trust. People who swore loyalty to us. He’s got help on the inside.” That thought hit harder than I expected. Betrayal was one thing when it came from an enemy. It was another when it came from your own and I remember how Kiran's own stung. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the piles of paper and then back to my laptop. “This isn’t just embezzlement anymore. This is sabotage.”

Shantel has been unable to eat, sleep or function ever since the stabbing incident. She cannot believe that she had actually stabbed Scarlett. In what world? Scarlett who was her best friend. Scarlett who had been through so much pain from Annabel and Luke's betrayal that it had changed her, made her into someone who put herself and her mission for vengeance front and center.

And all I got in return was humiliation, he ganged up with my step-sister and plotted my downfall. I thought he would be my savior, he would be the person to rescue me from the cold and harsh treatment I had been receiving from my father, my stepmother, and my stepsister, I thought he would be the one to save me from this world of cruelty but he turned out to be the dilemma and bad omen that awaits me. He stabbed me right in the back with no mercy or any remorse and wiped my entire pack because of him.

ALEXEI Betrayal is like a punch to the gut. It's the sinking feeling when someone you trust turns their back. It leaves scars, not just on the surface but deep within. It's a storm that rages in your heart, tearing apart the foundation of trust. You question everything, every shared laugh and secret. The pain lingers, a constant reminder of deception. Betrayal is a bitter cocktail of anger, disappointment, and heartache. It's realizing that someone you thought was a friend was playing a dangerous game, ready to sacrifice your bond for their gain.