Betrayal Made Her Queen Novels & Stories

I've just booked a restaurant for my seventh wedding anniversary with my wife, Melanie Rowland, when several lines of text suddenly appear across my vision. "Would you like to take part in a loyalty test? "We'll randomly give your wife a system. If she tells you about it, you win, and the two of you will receive one million dollars." After seven years of marriage, I have no doubt Melanie loves me. As far as I'm concerned, that million dollars is already in the bag. Still, I'm curious enough to ask one question. "What if we lose?" "If you lose, it proves your marriage has failed. In return, you'll receive a mystery prize big enough to let you start your life over. "The price of partici

“And what?” His voice dropped. “And you will have no choice but to make her your Queen.” Oh goodness. I closed my eyes, taking in the betrayal. “You’ve been betraying me, Caius? So you help them bring this girl to my bed?” “Your majesty, please forgive me. You know I will give my life for you. I will never choose to betray you.” “But you did,” I barked, causing him to jerk. “It wasn’t me she was threatening, your majesty. She had something else on me. Someone. Someone I couldn’t abandon.”

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

“You should really do you research when making deals with people. You saw me as the greatest Commander and your Little Warrior. Let me introduce myself. My name is Princess Emmaline Venscothi. And, before you think that you were smarter than anyone else, Papa was the one who helped me put all this together and in place.” I let me words sink in and observed her carefully. The look of utter betrayal was the most amusing thing I had ever seen. That look would also be repeated in my mind for the rest of my days. I was gaining many snippets for my memory bank. My eyes narrowed thoughtfully at Selene. “What I’m not certain about is what you got out of it all, Selene.” “Why would I tell you that?”

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.

The helicopter flew downwards a little bit and a large banner hanging from its bottom on an eye level with the sparkly words; I know I've messed up and I believed every single thing that I heard and didn't actually listened to you. My heart still bled when I left you. I felt broken. I felt like I knew you were the right girl for me but i was lost. Now am back and I'll make you mine if you allow me to. Zainab will you be mine?

“You think I’m blind?” She shook her head slowly, tears streaming down her face. “You think I would do this?” she asked, her voice cracking under the weight of disbelief. “After everything? You think I would willingly betray you?” Her eyes searched his face desperately. “I thought you knew me.” His expression darkened further, his lips curling with disgust. “I know exactly what you are,” he spat. “A cheating wife. A liar. You went out to meet men for pleasure. You’re filthy.”

he says quietly. “You wouldn’t be,” I assure him, just as quietly. “You’d be the one the Queen wants to turn to. You’d be the one who loves me enough to betray the crown.” “She’d love that narrative,” Camille adds. “And I can play the part of the scorned noble. You two get cozy, I get bitter. It gives the queen exactly what she needs to feel like she has control.” Keith rubs the bridge of his nose. “There has to be a line.”

Half-sitting as if to grab the fallen book, he swiftly placed the bug under the cupboard. The memories reeled in his mind and swelled hard. "Shit! Eve trusted you like an idiot, I trusted you like an idiot, but we were fooled by you, Zoey," he whispered to himself, a clear, painful betrayed feeling in his voice. "Eve, always scared of being alone, but you're the one who made her life terrified." A silent tear fell from his chin. "How can you do this to us? Eve cared for you as a sister, and she wants you to be happy, but you returned only pain to her. Why is there so much malice in you, Zoey?" He let out a deep breath and punched his knuckles on the table. "Without knowing all the shitty, fu

Ramón stated, his firm voice, echoing heavily. "Partners against our true enemies." He extended the knife towards her, his palm, bleeding, offered as a testament. Lola looked at the knife, then at his hand. Her heart hammered against her ribs. This wasn't just a gesture; it was a pact. A blood oath. A choice that would forever change her path. She could feel the sting of betrayal from Matías, the heavy weight of her father's last words. This was it. The turning point. The choice. She could refuse, try to run, try to hold on to her old path of solo vengeance.