Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four. Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Ahaha! What took you so long to confess that? Alright, what would it be then?” “... This woman, our children, I will use my gifted strength to protect them. My wife owns my loyalty. Our children own my love. I covenant to every powerful deity that in the middle of the crowd of betrayal, or bitterness, I will stay with this woman who called my name and lifted me out from the darkness. I promise to love her… Down beneath the pit of thorns.” … … THE END

Then, she continued smirking, then she said, “Must be exhausting, isn’t it? Pretending like you belong here. You try to play the role of a loving wife, but Aiden feels nothing but disdain towards you. It’s not too late to pack your stuff and run back to daddy.” My fingers tightened around the tray in my hands, my knuckles turning red because of the pain. But I refused to let her see how much her words affected me. I lifted my chin slightly. “I am his wife and you are nothing but his hidden secret lover,” I said, though my voice wavered. “Like it or not.” Athena chuckled, moving her head slightly. His wife in name, maybe. But in every other way?” She leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whi

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."

The one who told Kendra she deserved a man like him. Thinking about it now made her want to laugh. She stood and poured herself a glass of water but the water didn't ease the burning sensation in her chest. No amount of water could wash away betrayal. No amount of tears could erase what she had heard. "But I promise you, Richard Thompson..." A cold smile appeared on her lips. "I'll take back everything I ever gave you." Every single thing. With that silent vow burning inside her chest, she lay down on the bed and drifted into sleep.

Hope faded from his eyes. “I still love you,” he whispered. She looked at him calmly. “I believe you.” His chest lifted. “But love is not enough.” It dropped again. “You loved me while you were betraying me,” she said. “That kind of love is not safe.” He had no answer. “I don’t hate you,” she added softly. That hurt more. “I don’t pray for your downfall. I don’t wish you pain. I just don’t belong to you anymore.” He stared at the ground.

nodded like sheep. I stared at Melvin's frozen expression, heart sinking. Still, I had to say it. "Melvin, fourth time I've saved your butt out here. "Remember Raventon? You tried some dumb shortcut, slipped off a slope. I dragged you back from a mudslide, patched you up, sat with you till help came. You cried, held my hand like I was your hero. Swore you'd never turn on me. "I know I'm nothing to you now... but please—after everything—just let me live."

“Greg helped me during one of the toughest periods of my life. When I was lost, betrayed, humiliated… he extended his hand and gave me something I hadn’t had in a long time—dignity. A chance to fight for myself again. That’s not something you forget.” Her voice was calm, even but her heart was racing. “I want to spend the rest of my life repaying that favor,” she said. “Not out of obligation, but because... when someone brings you back to life, when they believe in you when everyone else turns away... how could you not fall in love with them?” Greg was frozen. His fingers still gripped his wine glass, but he hadn’t taken a sip. His jaw was tense, eyes flickering with something Jane couldn’t

I spoke eloquently, exuding confidence and grace, just like the carefree person I had been years ago. After the event, Angie dragged me to the celebration party. Between clinking glasses and cheerful laughter, my phone vibrated. It was a news notification. 'Steven jumped to his death.' I froze. The wine glass in my hand almost slipped. The lively chatter around me seemed to fade away, leaving only that single line of text in my mind. "Do you still love him?" Angie’s voice was soft, but it cut through me like a knife. After a long pause, I murmured, "I once did. Now, I only feel regret."

And most of all, I hate that I trusted her. Tamrin. The betrayal stings more than the pain in my body. I trusted her. I let her in. And now I’m here. Alone. Helpless. And at Trevor’s mercy.

It was 8:00 pm, and Jeanne rested on a chair reading a novel, she loves reading fantasy romantic novels, and she made sure she read a chapter every day except occasionally when her hands got filled. "I left my world, my family, my kind to be with the love of my life, I thought all I needed was love, I never knew love is not enough. Betrayal is real in the journey of love. I love dan, I gave him my heart, but he betrayed me, he chose his kind over me, he believed in their words over me.