Betrayal Friend Novels & Stories

*He can’t stand me. *Give him time to adjust,* Balric told me. *I don’t want to. I don’t want to wait for someone to decide to like me. I’m the Betrayer to him. That’s all he’ll ever see, especially with Ian holding his leash. The truth hurt, but I wouldn’t live a lie any longer. Look, we’ve never needed anyone before and that hasn’t changed. We’ll deal with Ian. Just us and no one else.*

“Friends, you betrayed my friendship when you refused to tell Noah to be with me. It wouldn't have come to this if Noah didn't make me get that necklace for you, and if you had just accepted Vale back. All these wouldn't be happening, we would be enjoying the party.” My fingers scraped the floor. So, this was her reason for betraying me. Her obsession for Noah. Hot tears dropped on the floor, as words betrayed me. “What do you want you bitch? What the hell do you want?” I screamed. “Calm down dear friend, what I want is simple, end whatever shit you've got with Noah. You can refuse Vale for all I care.” “If I don't?” “Trust me bitch. In this game, you don't have an option, you aren't the onl

As he reclined in the plush seat of the jet, an unsettling brew of emotions churned within him, casting a shadow over his typically composed facade. The betrayal of trust hit him like a thunderbolt. Richard, his longtime friend and confidant, had crossed a line Reid never thought possible. The attempted threats and blackmail were a betrayal of the camaraderie they'd shared for years. Reid had never fathomed that their friendship could be tarnished by such manipulative behavior.

“You think I’m the one at fault?” Nora shook her head in disbelief. “I called you a friend. I told you about my boss, about my feelings for him. I asked you for advice on how to confess. You told me to wait, not to rush. But then you went behind my back and slept with him. And now you expect me not to be hostile to a friend who betrayed me like that?” “Betrayer? Please, spare me,” she snapped back. “How can I be a betrayer when you guys weren’t even in a relationship? How is it betrayal when he didn’t even care about you? He didn’t even know you existed.”

Lance Trusting people is never easy. But when you put faith in someone, betrayal is the last thing you expect from them. You expect them to have your back, not wanting to put your wife on her back! This hurts so much; I haven’t even touched my coffee and bagel since morning. The hunger in my stomach was filled by rage, hatred, hurt, and betrayal. It was one of those moments. I tried retracing my steps in order to see where I went wrong in all those years. We were friends, but I couldn’t, because I have been a damn good friend, and now I felt as if there was no one I could trust. Not even Dwight who sat in front of me staring without saying a word. If my best friend can betray me like this, w

It was from yesterday. “I never knew I had sluts for friends. You do everything for them and they turn around to screw you over.” My eyes skimmed those words over and over. It was obvious who she was talking about and I couldn’t blame her for being mad. I scrolled a little more and there was another post from a few hours ago. “Trust no one. Friends and family can betray you. You only look out for yourself.” I sighed and put the phone down. This was a mess. I could only imagine how Bridget felt. Her dad, Eliot and I had betrayed her. She was shattered and I couldn’t even bring myself to call her or even send her a text message.

“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,

Matteo appeared at my door, obviously sent in by Gabriel to calm the storm and to talk some sense into me. “Listen, I can spare you two guys for the afternoon to help you clean up. I don’t know where Maria is, but I suppose she got the afternoon off. Put on a brave face, finish the week and we will talk about this tomorrow afternoon ok?” he said soothingly. “No! Fuck Gabriel and fuck this place! I’m leaving!” I screamed at Matteo. Taken aback by my outburst, Matteo grabbed me and hugged me until I had calmed down. Tears of rage, betrayal and disbelief ran down my face, soaking Matteo’s shirt while he calmly patted my hair and rocked me in his arms.

Denver taunted, his proximity infuriating me. I despised the expression on Denver's face, and I tilted my head closer, spitting on him in defiance. "I shouldn’t trust you, Denver. I treated you as my real friend. Trusting you is the biggest mistake I’ve ever made in my life. I HATE YOU!!" I shouted, pouring out the betrayal I felt. Denver chuckled once more, aggravating me further. I wished I could wipe that smug expression off his face. The realization of the betrayal stung deeply. After all those seemingly genuine moments we shared as friends, I couldn't fathom how Denver could callously throw my life into chaos.

It had all been a lie spread by Leonardo’s mother to strip him of his inheritance. Our personalities complemented each other. We understood and tolerated one another effortlessly. In just a short time, we had grown so attuned to each other that we felt like soulmates. Only now did I realize how much time I had wasted on the wrong person. But just a few days later, I suddenly received a message from a friend, congratulating me. [Madeline, you’ve been chasing Leonardo for so many years, and you finally won his heart! I heard your big day is coming up! I can’t wait to celebrate at your wedding!]