Betrayal By Sister Novels & Stories

I had even lost my life because of him. I ignored him, but he grabbed me and threatened, “My brother will be here tonight. You’d better be careful. He’s not as gentle as I am. The Vittorio family holds this territory because he eliminates all obstacles. So don’t provoke him. You can’t afford the consequences.

They remained oblivious to my departure until I heard my name, "Helen." The mention of my name halted me in my tracks. The stool I had accidentally bumped must have jolted them from their romantic cocoon. I stopped, unable to bring myself to face them again. The emotions surged within me, and tears streamed down my cheeks. I bit my lips so hard they bled, determined not to break down. Swiftly, I fled the office, propelled by the sting of betrayal and heartbreak.

I wanted to keep her to myself and protect her. That didn’t go well, and it brought about the rebellion in the pack and my brother Ace did not make things easier. He told the pack how I had betrayed them by trying to hide the only key to breaking the curse and keeping her for myself. He was right. I wanted to keep Jaclyn for myself and myself alone. It was selfish and a risk, but I was willing to make it with my head held strong and feeling no remorse. Not until her attack at the school did I realise I cannot hide or keep her away as I wanted. The pack had gone out of control and would gladly kill her if I didn’t do what needed to be done.

Ellis exhaled deeply with a slight smirk. Then my mother's attention turned to my sister. "Bethany," my mother said, turning to face her. Ellis still had Bethany detained. I wondered where her hired thugs had gone. They probably ran off the moment other people started to arrive. "Get this d*ck off me!" Bethany wailed. She walked right up to Bethany and looked her straight in the face. Bethany stopped struggling. "How could you betray us, Bethany? You betrayed your own sister. You betrayed me, and I raised and loved you like a daughter," she said sternly.

I can't believe I've been friends with a betrayer. "You know, if anyone would have told me that you would betray me. I would have never ever believed them. You were the only person I had close to a sister. I had in fact I even took you as a sister and yet you betrayed me in such a way." I spat out disgusted by her betrayal.

What the hell! ‘Don’t tell me that I wasn’t the only one who was betrayed here.’, I thought and looked at the face of my brother, who looked devastated. I didn’t want to pass any mean or nasty comment, but to be honest, that was karma. He betrayed me for his life, and now his girlfriend betrayed him. “No one is going anywhere, sweetheart.’, She said with a wink. “You.. you betrayed me?” “Says the one who betrayed his own half-sister. I mean, are you for real? Hmm?”, She mocked.

She leaned over to me and whispered softly into my ears saying, “I'm sorry, sister,” I didn't want to believe that she planned this all from the start? To let our father choose me and then disgrace me and take my place. He always listened to her. No, Gina wouldn't. She loved me, she would never. I tried to discard those thoughts, but the truth was staring at me right in the face. My sister betrayed me. The world started to spin. My blood coursed through my veins agitatedly like a raging storm as flashbacks of recent weeks flooded my brain.

He walk across the room and mumbling to himself, “It’s all her fault, she is the one for whom everyone leaving me, I’ll make sure Isabella pays for what she’s done, she will regret the day she ever crossed me.” Mia is walking alone in the street. 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,

“I don’t feel strong. I feel like I’m tiptoeing on glass, just waiting for the cut.” Her hands reached for mine, steady, warm. “Then lean on me. You don’t have to take each step alone.” I held her gaze for a moment, then dropped it, voice raw. “You don’t get it, Sophie. He stood in front of me, promised me forever. He put a ring on my hand, swore the world was ours. And then—” My throat caught. “Then he chose my sister.” Sophie’s grip tightened. She didn’t speak right away, just let the silence fill with my breathing. Finally, she said, “That betrayal is his, not yours. Don’t carry his sin like it’s your skin.”

We ran, cutting through brush and broken trails, hearts thudding in sync with every pounding footstep. I could feel her beside me, even when I couldn’t see her. Every breath we took was a promise. Every stride was a vow. I kept thinking about my children—their faces, their laughter, the warmth of their small hands in mine. I thought about the quiet nights I spent blaming myself for their loss, hating myself for not protecting them. And now… now they were alive. Stolen. Hidden. Used. Ava. My own sister. The one person I thought I could trust with what little family I had left. She’d betrayed us in the most brutal way possible.