Betrayal Kiss Novels & Stories

"William? You? You’re the one she sent? She doesn't even care enough to come herself?" "She doesn't know I'm here," William lied, stepping closer. "I saw the video you sent to the burner phone. I’m the one you want, Serena. I’m the one who 'betrayed' you. Leave her out of this." "Leave her out of it?" Serena screamed, swinging the pipe and hitting a nearby crate. "She has everything! My money, my reputation, my life! She turned the world against me! I was the one who was supposed to be the star, William! You promised me!"

“It sounds… like it should be yours, only yours. ‘Mon amour.’ My love.” I blushed, my heart pounding in my chest. “You know I don’t speak French.” He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Then I will teach you… one kiss at a time.” I laughed, a trembling, delicate sound. He pulled me into his arms, holding me so close I could feel the strength of his desire, the depth of his longing that he had never released. His fingers drifted over my skin, tracing patterns I had never known I knew. Every caress was a poem. Every caress was a confession.

My fingers gripped the back of his neck, pulling him closer, stealing his breath, his warmth, his will. He responded eagerly, unaware of what my kiss truly meant. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t affection. It was the kiss of vengeance, a curse sealed between our lips. The kind of kiss that could destroy kingdoms. He didn’t know it yet, but I would make him remember everything he’d forgotten. The rejection. The blood. The pain. And when the time came, he would beg for the mercy he once denied me. I pulled away slowly, my lips brushing against his. A faint smirk played on my face as I whispered, “You taste just like regret.”

Isabella's POV The kiss of the stranger had lost its touch on my skin, but the flames still burned in between me and that guilt. A line crossed that I never thought I would, and it felt like an echo of the betrayal I had suffered through. Adrian destroyed our vows, and last night I destroyed everything else. This morning, though, my decision was clear and unchangeable. I walked up into my lawyer's office with my neck held high, although there was queasiness inside.

But underneath it was something electric and involuntary,completely beyond either of them. Immediately, Elara grabbed him and kissed him. It was fierce and unplanned and tasted like everything that had been building between them since the very beginning. The fury, the frustration, the pull she had been refusing to name, and when she finally broke away she was breathing hard, her chest heaving, and her eyes wide as she looked at him. "Consider that a betrayal kiss," Elara said, her voice was unsteady, "because I promise you....if you don't deal with me now, I will burn everything you have built to the ground! The whole world will know exactly what you are!"

Watch as our lips meet in a kiss that has destroyed everything. “Keep watching,” he growls when I try to turn away. His grip tightens until I whimper. “Watch yourself betray everything I’ve given you.” To be continued…

“Maybe I feel it, too.” Lucas’s voice was soft. “You kissed me.” “I know.” He turned finally, facing him. “Why?” Elias looked tired. “Because I wanted to. Because it felt like something I used to know.” Lucas’s chest tightened. “It messed me up. That kiss. I’ve been trying to stay in the lines. Play by the rules. Not feel more than I should.” Elias moved closer, not touching, just standing near. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”

---- Sia's loving smile, the warmth of her touch, and then it replaced my some fucker, as she got snatched away from me, that guy smashed his lips and kissing her with his everything and there I was only standing looking them like an idiot. “Gain her trust, make her fall in love with you, and when she's floating on your fake love, then throw her from there. Let her know how it feels when someone uses and betrayed trust and treated like a fucking object.” ----Those words of James rang before my ear and at the same time Sia’s kissing with some unknown bastard replayed before my eyes causing an intense disgust for Alessa.

Ivan took my hand, looking at me with unwavering sincerity. "Before God and everyone present, I hereby swear. "Through life and death, glory or ruin, my loyalty, my love, my everything, belong only to you." He unfastened his cufflinks, exposed his wrist, and made a small cut on his palm with a dagger. I did the same. Blood welled up, and he clasped my hand. Our fingers entwined while our blood mingled. "From this moment on, you are my wife. You are my family."

My whole body shivered uncontrollably. Ian… How could he? Out there, with another woman? And so recklessly that it landed them in a hospital? The realization was like a blow to the gut. My breath hitched painfully, and I clung to the wall for support. Why did I have to find out like this—while carrying his child? Why did he have to betray me, especially today, of all days? Valentine's Day. Suddenly, a sharp, stabbing pain gripped my belly. I bent over, barely able to stay on my feet, while the voices around me continued unabated.