Best Friend Betrayal Novels & Stories

he kept apologizing, but it did not take away the betrayal I felt in my heart. My best friend tried to sleep with me without my consent. I trusted him with my life. If I were to tell anyone who I could trust in my time of need, it was Caleb, and he chose to do this to me. He could not even speak with me. The pity I had for him completely disappeared as I turned around and walked to the door. I had to pause as he spoke, “I’m so-” I turned the knob, yanked the door open, not wanting to listen to his sorry, and slammed the door shut as he called out my name.

“I knew you took those pills to satisfy him. But I promised myself it would be me, not my brother. I promised Sandra I would help her get my brother back. Everything was going according to plan until you suddenly became the king’s unexpected mate. It shattered me.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Raymond, my best friend, had betrayed me in the worst possible way. He had conspired with Sandra, manipulated events, and now he was confessing it all as if it were some twisted love story. “Wow,” I said, my voice shaking as a tear slipped down my cheek. “That was a lot, you know. I’m sorry to tell you this, but you just lost a good friend.” I grab my bag and turn toward the door. This time,

“Are you out of your mind? What are you trying to imply?!” I had shivered and shrunk into a ball of fear only managing to whisper; “I don't know, but sometimes it looks like the two of you are closer than you and I,” He only got more furious. “Enough of that nonsense, you're my wife, my mate..my Luna. Why would I betray you?” “I–” “Maybe you need to see a psychiatrist, yes, if you can't trust your best friend who you've known since you were in diapers and your own husband and maybe there is something wrong with you up there,”

And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable, the pain, the shame, the regret. Why did I betray my sister? I was so blind, so caught up in my own feelings, I didn’t see the truth; I didn’t see the kind of person Brandon really is.” **** Vincent’s Pov “What have I done? I’ve hut her again and

“Have you ever been betrayed by someone you trusted, Hunter?” “What’s that got to do with anything? Everyone’s been betrayed.” “I’m sure you have. You stopped speaking to your best friend because you believe he doesn’t care about your feelings. He chose a woman over you, let her walk all over your life like it didn’t matter. Used your wedding as a stage for their own performance. I bet every time you think about the fact that they’re still together and you’re alone, you get angrier.” I stare at him. My jaw locks.

“Conrad is smarter than you think. He’s calculating and doesn’t act on impulse. His silence makes me even more uneasy.” My best friend looks like she’s had it up to her throat. She beats down the pillow and marches straight up to me, until our noses almost touch. “Well, I have interesting news for you, girl: you don’t know him either. What was it, one night with the charming alpha? And the next day, he made a promise to you, and then betrayed you and left you for dead.” I visibly flinch as her words scrape against old wounds, and when she notices, the annoyance in her tone fades away.

"Let the moon wash them clean." The first sob tore from my throat. It was ugly. Raw. "I loved him!" I screamed, the words ripping out of me like barbed wire. "I gave Damien everything! My heart. My body. My future. And he threw it away for her!" The betrayal hit me anew. Lisa. My best friend. The girl who held my hand while plotting to stab me in the back. "She watched me suffer and smiled," I wept, pounding my fist against the cold stone. "She filmed my pain. How could she be so cruel?"

But out of trust for my partner and friend, I never thought much of it. Now I understood everything. So there had been signs all along. My mate and my most trusted friend had betrayed my trust.

Ever since my best friend, Aurelia Westbrook, moved in next door, my boyfriend, Xavier Whitmore, couldn’t stop complaining about her. “She’s so completely useless,” he’d scoff. “If she doesn’t know how to cook, she should just order takeout. If she can’t figure out the washing machine, she should take her clothes to the dry cleaner. Why does she have to keep bothering you all the time?” I smiled and tried to explain. “Aurelia’s family went bankrupt. Her mother had to let all the household staff go. Normally, she doesn’t know how to do these things yet.” Xavier still wasn’t convinced. He started making bets with me every single day. “I bet that woman cuts her finger trying to cook again.”

“I can’t watch him ruin you the way he ruined himself.” I wanted to tell her she was wrong. I wanted to tell her Zayne wasn’t ruining me, he was waking something in me I thought had died. But Sienna was my best friend. She had been the one holding me together when Silas destroyed me. She had given me safety before anyone else had. So instead, I leaned my shoulder against hers. “I’m sorry,” I murmured. She exhaled shakily, then clasped my hands. “Just…promise me you won’t go back to him.”