Betrayal At The Altar Novels & Stories

Nervous as she was, Daisy never forgot the words that he shouted to her on their wedding night. "You won't have me even if you married me. You are just my wife as stated on a piece of paper. My heart and my love will never belong to you. You drugged me in order to have sex with me. How dare you! I promise I'll never let such a thing happen again!" The man said angrily.

"Zainab I'm sorry for everything. I don't think you really know how I feel or how I desperately need your forgiveness. I love you so freaking much that it hurts. If there's anything I could do..." "There's something that you could do for me right now." "Just mention it." "Embrace me." And he did embraced her in the dark, in the middle of the sea full of candles. He did embraced her under the light of a thousand stars. He did embraced her because he desperately wanted to. He did embraced her because it's halal. They're halal And he embraced her because they are meant to be even after he Betrayed her. *****

He sacrificed his wife and child for the sake of someone who had nothing to do with him. As the discussion intensified, more and more details of Steven’s actions were dug up and exposed. People began questioning the circumstances of my accident, including how I had fallen down the stairs, lost my baby, and broken my leg. Before I knew it, my social media account was flooded with messages. "Call the cops, girl! Don’t let that scumbag off easy!" "This was clearly an attempted murder!” “@BaymontSecurity @BaymontPolice, do your job!" Meanwhile, Steven’s own account was drowning in an overwhelming tide of curses and condemnation.

And you're nothing but a pretty pawn. "The passage contract you just signed will stuff a huge fortune into Luca's pockets. Nothing will change the outcome, even if you make a scene about it now, and you can't cancel the wedding either because it'll just mean more losses for the Cecere Famiglia. "So, what can you do about it even if you've finally discovered the truth? Face it, Katerina, it's over only for you!" I looked straight into her eyes and refused to back off. "Then, how do you benefit if the wedding proceeds as usual? You'll forever be a mistress hiding in the shadows, watching us living happily with each other. Is that what you really want?"

My voice was soft, but it fell like a judge’s gavel, final, irrevocable. Pierce froze, his mouth opening as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came. Yet he soon realized that all words, all pleas, turned pale and powerless before the frozen void in my gaze. He watched me slowly close my eyes, refusing to look at him even once, as though he had become nothing more than the stale air in that hospital room. Only then did he grasp the truth: Serena Hale, the woman who had once regarded him as her entire world, who had turned away from her spiritual path for him, had perished under the weight of the violence and mistrust he himself had unleashed.

he muttered quickly. But when his eyes met Genaro's, his confidence cracked. For a split second, he almost looked away. Interesting. Genaro had not even used his Alpha voice. Yet Dominic was already shrinking back. “I'll find out soon enough,” Genaro said calmly, tilting his head slightly. “And when I do...” He let the words hang in the air. Dominic swallowed. “You know the punishment for traitors.” The dungeon suddenly felt colder. In their pack, betrayal did not end with the guilty person.

he said softly, but his words cut deep. He yanked his arm free and descended the altar with steady steps, leaving behind a stunned Deviana, staring at the back of the man who was supposed to be her husband. Chaos erupted. A laugh broke from one of the male guests near the front row. Whispers turned to harsh murmurs and mocking giggles. “There she is, Deviana—the so-called perfect bride! Left at the altar!” “She chased Adrian everywhere! And he still dumped her!” “She should’ve known Adrian still loved Leviana. But she was too blind to see it.”

he shook the box, “vanishes. Do we have an agreement?” Althea looked at the box. In it was the drawn and documented proof of the only true thing she had ever chosen for herself. To save it, she had to betray it to cripple the man she loved and become a puppet for a vulture. The gilded cage of her marriage would be replaced by one of pure, extorted iron. She opened her mouth, a bitter acquiescence on her tongue, when a new sound broke the silence a faint scrape of boot on gravel outside the main door.

She was so beautiful and she is my twin. At that moment, I realized what betrayal feels like. Betrayal that wounded not only my heart but also carved a deep scar on my soul as well. Lucas Nicholas Alexander promised to marry me. But he broke that promise by marrying my twin instead of me. My stupid self remained seated on the pew, watching the holy matrimony unfold in front of the altar. Only the scarf covering my hair and half of my face conceals the indescribable pain shown in my expression.

And this time, I wasn't going to be the naive, foolish girl who believed in his sweet words and ignored his true colors. My chest still ached with the memory of his betrayal, but I forced a bright, flawless smile onto my face. I stared down at Dominic, not because I was happy, but because I knew exactly how I was going to ruin his perfect life. I extended my left hand toward him, my voice steady and clear. "Yes, Dominic. I'll marry you."