Novel & Cerita Betrayal By Best Friend

Ritu, craving love, found herself exploring new options right at her doorstep. Everything seemed perfect until she encountered an unexpected obstacle. She had no idea that betrayal could result in such a terrible act as murder. Is it possible for anyone to recover from such a situation? Can anyone evade the consequences of their actions? As the wife of a wealthy pastor, one might assume she possesses everything one could desire. However, when it comes to true love and affection, wealth suddenly feels insignificant. To make matters more severe, when politics and business interests enter into the equation. Can Ritu change partners as easily as changing clothes, believing love is merely an illusion, until someone from the high echelons of power and influence crosses her path? Another businesswoman, Rachna, unexpectedly reforms her. How will she react when she realises that money cannot buy everything, including intense human emotions?

Nora Wyatt, an alpha queen that doesn't envision herself as someone's own. In fact, she doesn't want to be controlled by the mate pull or be with anyone at all. So she thought! But what she forgot was that even her mighty self couldn't control a mate pull. And when it finally happened, will she ever accept the bitter reality and accept her mate? Well, that's exactly what she did, but what happens when her so called mate decided to betray her? Her throne was stolen from her, her people shun and despised her over a lie that was fabricated by her own mate. "Doesn't he feel the mate bond like I do?" This thought had her rattled, as she was fed up with everything that was happening to her. Whether he feels it or not, it is no longer her business as she was ready to live her own life the way she wants, mate bond or not! Hunter Murray, a brainwashed alpha had to live under the guidance of his father. Having a strong mate, was nothing but a troublesome fate. But he wanted her power, her throne, he wanted to be the alpha king and rule over all werewolves. That's why he pretended to love her, to be affected by the mate bond. And after getting what he wanted, he didn't think it otherwise before throwing her love back at her. But fate wouldn't let this two get what they wanted. Their rightful place was in each other's arms!

Dra. Zee Katie Liu Zamora finally meets the man she's been waiting for but in critical condition. As she tries to save him, memories kept flashing back. Will she be able to find the right playlist to tune or will she repeat the same playlist again?

I'm performing heart surgery when my "crimes" are announced through the hospital's speakers. The woman cries, "Dr. Maeve Thornton wrecked my family, seduced my husband, and chose to be with him despite knowing he was married! "She contacted my husband in private and operated on my five-year-old daughter when she was perfectly fine. She attempted murder during the surgery!" The woman is my husband's mistress, but she turns the tables on me and kicks the operation theater's door down with a group of people who think they're righteous. She curses at me and kicks the medical equipment over, wanting me to get on my knees and apologize. She and her entourage take my scalpel away, strip me of my scrubs, and even stab me with my scalpel. There's blood everywhere. I start laughing when my husband finally arrives. "So, this is the biggest surprise you've prepared for me, huh?"

The New Year was just around the corner. While I was doing a thorough cleaning, I stumbled upon something beneath the couch. It was a damp, used condom, and it still had a faint lipstick stain on the edge. One thing I was sure of was that I didn't use this brand, but the lipstick color? It matched perfectly with my girlfriend Lindsey Stirling's.

Cade Jennings was always there for me when I needed him—until he wasn’t. I’d spent my entire life loving my best friend’s older brother. Every single one of my birthday wishes was spent hoping Cade would finally notice me. And then one day, he did. But not all love stories have happy endings. It's been years since I left the small town of Sutten Mountain devastated and heartbroken. I’d used the pain to fuel a bestselling novel that solidified I’d never have to return. Until tragedy struck, forcing me to face the man who shattered my heart. I thought I’d be strong enough to see him again. I didn’t expect the angry, broken man staring back at me. But the more time we spend around each other, the more I see glimpses of the man I fell in love with. His touch still owns me. His kiss still brands me. And even after all this time, the feelings I have for him still consume me. Cade and I are unfinished business, and this time, he’s not letting me leave until we rewrite our story.

Kiara Black and Trey Thompson have a one night stand after meeting each other at a bar, attempting to find solace from their personal problems. Days later, Kiara attends a welcome home party for her best friend’s brother that she’s never met before. After finding out that she accidentally slept with Candice’s brother, she makes it her mission to avoid Trey at all cost, but he’s determined to make her fall in love with him.

At my father's wake, my wife came in carrying her son. The boy was less than two years old. He was not mine. In front of me, in front of every person there to mourn my father, she opened the urn and held the boy over it. I screamed and lunged for the urn. The Vance security team was on me before I cleared the aisle. They held me on the floor. My father's ashes, mixed with the boy's urine, smeared across my face and into my mouth. I could not stop crying. Stella Vance straightened her skirt. "Zane has been crying every night. Our adviser said the ash of an honored elder will calm a child like that. Good for his health." The taste of metal came up the back of my throat. Before I could move, she was already at the door. "Have his ashes dried out by morning. Zane will need it again tomorrow night." By the time I came back to myself, she was gone. I held the rage in. I sent her one message. "You think you're going to do this to my father. You're insane. The divorce papers are coming." After that, every message I sent was blocked. I turned to the woman next to me, the woman who had stood beside me my whole life. And I said, "I will sign the company over to you. Help me bury Vance Group." Cassia Wynn looked at me a long time. "I don't want the company. I want you." I went still. Then I said, "Yes."

Ava Sinclair is a respected lawyer well-known for her tenacity and sharp intellect, but when Roman Devereux—a dangerously charismatic billionaire hires her to defend him against charges of corporate spying, all her once-clear lines blur. Roman’s charm drags her into his dazzling world, but as Ava dives deeper into his case, she learns a stunning truth: Roman staged his arrest to manipulate her into helping him ruin her distanced mother’s empire. Heartbroken, Ava walks away, only to find herself caught in the crosshairs of Roman’s enemies. As her career and life collapse, Roman risks everything to protect her. Yet Ava isn’t pleased with being protected—she turns Roman’s own vicious techniques against his adversaries, proving her strength in a shocking act of payback. But when the dust settles, Ava must decide: can she forgive Roman, or will she destroy him and everything that comes with him to protect herself?

Nine years into my "non-cohabiting partnership" with Simon, his father passed away. The first condition in his will was simple: Simon and Ella had to conceive a child. On the day the child turned one month old, Simon would inherit his father's fortune. Simon told me this himself—the night I walked in on them tangled in our bed. Afterward, as he took a slow drag from his cigarette, he murmured, "Lily, just wait a little longer. Once I get the inheritance, I'll marry you." But he went back on his word. From then on, every time Simon planned to meet Ella at our house, he would hang a string of bells on the door. Since his father's passing, those bells had chimed ninety-nine times. After the ninety-ninth, the news arrived—Ella was pregnant, and their engagement party was set. My daughter saw the invitation, hesitated, then softly asked, "Mom, is Daddy's name on this?" I forced a smile and gently smoothed her messy hair into a neat ponytail. "Daddy is marrying the one he loves," I said. "And I'm taking you home." Simon never understood—I never cared about that marriage certificate.