Betray Songbird Or Reed Novels & Stories

"The day you chose to betray me was the day you sealed your fate. You constantly claim you're so deeply in love with him, but in the end, you're the one who dragged him down into ruin." As Denise listened, a mocking laugh broke from her lips. "Wow, Charlie. You really love to stroke your own ego, don't you? Do you honestly think you're some kind of saint? "Do you need me to refresh your memory on the way you played Rachel for a fool?"

The helicopter flew downwards a little bit and a large banner hanging from its bottom on an eye level with the sparkly words; I know I've messed up and I believed every single thing that I heard and didn't actually listened to you. My heart still bled when I left you. I felt broken. I felt like I knew you were the right girl for me but i was lost. Now am back and I'll make you mine if you allow me to. Zainab will you be mine?

Her eyes overflowed with tears, but she said nothing, not trusting she’d deliver what her heart was screaming at her. “I don’t deserve you,” Vin continued. “I don’t deserve your love, but I will earn it. Let me finish this fight with Reich. I won’t be able to give you what you deserve when there’s always a threat hanging above our heads.” He took a deep breath before kneeling again before her, Callie’s hand firmly grasped in his. “I’ll give you a peaceful life, one filled with laughter, not heartbreak. I promise, Songbird. Will you stay with me?”

He tackled Cole before he could reach the exit, the two men slamming into the concrete with a sickening thud as fists flew, rage boiling over. “Traitor!” Reed roared, his voice echoing like a war drum. The Circle swarmed, holding Cole down as he thrashed, cursing, spitting. “You’re all dead! The hunters own this city! You think you can fight them? You think you can win?” The betrayal echoed like a howl through the room, raw and feral. Raven sagged against the chains, chest heaving, fury and vindication twisting inside her. She had been right, she wasn’t the snake. Cole was.

“I fixed it! I fixed the song!” Lyra knelt down, her smile gentle. “What did you fix, little one?” Sera opened her hands. Lying in her palm was a small, brown sparrow. One of its wings was bent at a strange angle. “He fell from the nest. The song was all wrong. It was a hurting song. So I… I held him. And I sang to him. I sang the song my mom sings to me when I have a bad dream. And look!”

Dear baby bird Dear sparrow You look alot like me when I lost my wings Dear baby bird don't be discouraged maybe freedom doesn't come in touching the sky Chorus You can fly in the ocean You can soar in your soul you don't need wings to feel free Dear baby bird Dear sparrow Don't feel pressure I know you just wanted to heal Dear sparrow Just hush now may be freedom comes when We don't need to make a sound You can fly and the ocean You can soar in your soul

The familiar melodies of a song played softly in the background, a stark contrast to the storm of emotions brewing within me. Lex's singing, once a source of amusement, now seemed distant and inconsequential. The gravity of Rylie's betrayal overshadowed everything else. How could my closest friend have deceived me so profoundly? The realization hit me like a tidal wave, crashing against the shores of my trust and leaving behind the debris of shattered friendship.

Camera shutters snapped like machine guns as over a dozen reporters went live, instantly drawing an online crowd that was hungry for drama. Henry's face hardened. Without hesitation, he told his assistant to step in. "Don't listen to him. Just head on inside," he said to me. But Beck refused to move. He stood in front of me, blocking the way. Tears streamed down his face as he bared his heart, confessing how deeply he still loved me. He vowed before everyone that if he ever betrayed me again, he'd deserve the world's scorn and a miserable fate. His theatrical display began to sway the crowd. One by one, people urged me to forgive him, touched by his so-called devotion.

“Broken bird, broken wing, all the calmness that you bring. Seems to me like just another day. Struggling just to take flight, the lessons we learned overnight, an empty bed where you no longer lay. Well, how do you find any time to match every word with every rhyme? But if I lose it all for you, was it ever really true? How do I start to tell you the truth of what I do? You’re the one who’s gone and shaped me, the single one who raised me. But does that mean I’ll ever find the truth to set me free? Hey-yeah, hey-yeah, oh. Hey-yeah, hey-yeah, oh!” The crowd starts clapping in time with the song, and some members even shine flashlights as they wave them back and forth.

But he needed comfort right now. Not truth. Behind them, Ruby's voice followed. Cruel. Spiteful. Relentless. “Traitor!” The word echoed through the courtyard. “Get out of my sight!” Another scream. “Don't ever come back!” Raven flinched so hard his entire body jerked. His fingers tightened around Azerbel's dress. Desperate. Panicked. As if he could somehow make himself disappear. “I’m here,” Azerbel whispered. She adjusted her hold.