Betrayed By A Lover Novels & Stories

She had always believed in Charles' love for her, never suspecting the treachery that lurked beneath his charming facade. From the confines of her hiding place, Camila listened helplessly as Nathalie's delighted laughter mingled with Charles' mischievous chuckles. Their brazen display of affection, punctuated by a passionate kiss, only intensified Camila's anguish. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grappled with the realization that the man she adored had betrayed her in the cruelest of ways. The weight of betrayal settled heavily upon her shoulders, threatening to crush the innocence she had once held dear.

The horrifying truth crashed over her, dismantling every pillar of her childhood. Lorenzo Voss was a traitor. He had double-crossed Dante, incurred a debt of betrayal. And then, when his life and Amara’s were threatened, he had coerced Isabella, his own wife, to use her intimate relationship with Dante to gather vital information, to betray the man she loved, to save their lives. Her mother hadn't just 'loved' Dante; she had been deeply, passionately involved with him. And she had betrayed him, not out of malice, but out of a desperate, agonizing choice to protect her daughter.

To him, trust was a tool to be exploited, and loyalty was a mere illusion. Jasmine, with her unsuspecting nature and unwavering affection, had unknowingly fallen victim to Aiden's web of deceit. Her love for him was like kindling to his malevolence, fueling his ego and solidifying his grip on her fragile heart. He used her affection to further his own agenda, weaving a complex tapestry of lies and false promises.

Classic chaos card. She tapped it lightly. “A tragic death in a past life. Something you blindly ran into after being betrayed.” I snorted before I could stop myself. “Right. Very original.” She didn’t react, just moved to the next card with the same card. Present: The Lovers in reversed. Two figures standing apart, a broken bond between them. Her smile stiffened, just for a second. She glanced at me with a pitied expression then back at the card. “Betrayal by love,” she said quietly. “In this life. Someone you trusted… chose another. The wound still bleeds.”

Suffocating. The tears spill freely now, unstoppable. If this is what it feels like to be betrayed in love, then I will never give it a chance again.

"That's not my problem." "I know. I know it's not. But Vi, I need you to know something. Need you to really hear it." He took a shaky breath. "I loved you. I know I destroyed you. I know I betrayed everything we had. But in whatever broken way I'm capable of love, I loved you. And I threw it away because I'm a monster." "You didn't love me. You loved controlling me."

His eyes, the ones that had always looked at her with clarity, were clouded now — not with accusation, but with doubt he couldn’t hide. The doubt pierced deeper than any blame. Alyssa’s voice cracked. “Do you think I would betray you like that?” Silence filled the room. Not because Ethan believed she would — but because he didn’t know what to believe anymore. Alyssa felt the old ghosts stirring inside her. The memories she had buried. The betrayal she had lived through. The way Rafael had shattered her trust piece by piece until she had nothing left but broken faith and empty promises. And now here she was again — on the brink of losing someone because trust was slipping through their finger

I blew out a breath as tears welled up once more, "He told me he loves me, I don't believe him. He can't possibly be in love with me. He kidnapped me and took away my freedom. It's not love. I know he has been patient and caring. He was nicer to me than any man here... What is your relationship with him? I mean, I see you and all I see is a beautiful and kind woman, it's something I am not, so, why would he love me? It doesn't make any sense. I slept with him multiple times willingly while I was in love with another man, why does it say about me? What does it say about my character? It makes me a cheater. It makes me a bad person." I wiped the tears that had been trailing down my cheeks, sni

My life has been a wreck since then and it would never get better. Every day I wish for death, or at least a chance to go back. Yes, the curse in the Nnaji bloodline was a painful one, but what I did to Jaclyn eat me up the most. She trusted me and I broke that trust. She loved me and I used it against her. A part of me died that night and I thought I would get it back in time, but so far I haven’t. Perhaps this is what I deserve. I betrayed her, after all. That was the plan all along, but the plan changed after I realised I loved her despite Bella, my mate. I wanted to hide her away from everyone. I wanted to keep her to myself and protect her.

My body aches, the bond with my mate slowly breaking, every second an aching reminder in the form of physical pain like the universe itself holds me responsible for my husband’s betrayal. I try to hold myself back from crying. I try to tell myself that I am stronger than this. That I am a Luna. But when reality comes crashing down on me, it crushes my spirit as well. Squeezes my heart to the point of bleeding, leaving me breathless.