Betrayed Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I was mad when he showed me the picture. I know we've never been cool but you were someone I've always respected even if I don't show it so seeing something like that was really devastating. I had wanted to tell Bella then but I didn't know how to or where to start from. She loves and trusts you and her Dad more than herself and hearing that the two people she loves most betrayed her will really break her. It's a pain I don't think she will ever be able to recover from." "Days passed and I came to reason with myself that you can Mr Carter are adults and whatever you both do in Secret or in public is up to you two. I knew there would be a day everyone would find out because nothing can be ke

And for defying my family's will, I had paid the price. My syndicate had dragged me into the punishment hall. Forced me into their brutal Blood Oath Reckoning, a ritual meant for traitors, not heirs. A punishment he watched from behind barred doors as I bled for choosing him. I thought I could love him forever and ever. But tonight changed everything. Ten years later, I’m going back. Back to the Hale estate. Back to reclaim the power and identity I once threw away. From this moment on, I would live my own life, and Pierce Voss would be nothing but a closed chapter.

A slow, deliberate curve of my lips that made her step back ever so slightly. “Tell him I said thank you,” I murmured. “If he hadn’t showed me how low he could stoop. Infidelity is disgusting and not only that, by clinging to a hopping whore. That makes you a whoring frog by the way. I wouldn't have found my true mate. The Beta of the Bloodhound pack.” I watched her face shift from curiosity to anger, to annoyance and then disbelief. She burst into a bout of laughter. Even I wanted to laugh at myself, everyome knew how powerful and deadly the people of Bloodhound were. No one could match up to them.

I was tugging my hand trying to break the chain from the cuffs but it was useless, I was the fake sex toy cuff, but a real stainless steel kind, "Doesn't make sense Anthony, save your strength, I've tried", I could hear the sad news in her voice. "I can't believe none of this bullshit right now, I feel so betrayed by you and then there is Natz and Brad, don't you guys know what loyalty means?!, we are going to die because of things your fucking forefathers did, and I have to pay for sins I never knew I was apart of, I swear to god! This wedding is off is we survive this, we are so fucking done",

It was a glass trinket dropped from a hundred stories, exploding upon impact. My eyes burned and my vision went watery again. I sucked in a shaky breath and shook my head. A few hours ago, only a few hours ago, I had thought everything was perfectly fine. I’d still thought I would be getting married — maybe the end of this year, but most certainly by the end of next. I’d thought he was my one and only…and I’d thought he’d felt the same about me. I sniffled and tried to fight back the well of tears. He wasn’t going to make me cry. I wasn’t going to cry, I couldn’t let him make me cry…I racked my mind for anything other than the hurt. Any thought or memory or wish, anything that wasn’t focusin

He walk across the room and mumbling to himself, “It’s all her fault, she is the one for whom everyone leaving me, I’ll make sure Isabella pays for what she’s done, she will regret the day she ever crossed me.” Mia is walking alone in the street. And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable,

“Your little fairy tale marriage? It’ll be ashes.” Karen remained on the floor, trembling as tears streamed down her face. For the first time, the consequences of her betrayal were crashing in brutal, real, and unforgiving. Chris didn’t even look at her again. He turned toward the window, staring out into the night. Because in his mind, the wedding was over.

He smashed the teacup on the floor, shattering it into a thousand pieces. “Vivian! You were still Aaron’s girlfriend back then—and you dared betray my brother like this? Even on his deathbed, he worried about you and made me promise to take care of you!” “Enough! Stop bringing up that dead man!” Vivian suddenly broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. “You all keep saying you're doing this for Aaron, for his revenge. But can’t I live for myself? It’s been three years! Why won’t you let me go?!”

“Because that’s what people like him do. They don’t fix messes—they bury them.” I stared at the papers again. The lies were right there, written in ink, timestamped, documented. But it wasn’t enough. Not yet. “What’s the plan?” I asked finally. “If you’re going to help me, then we do this properly.” He looked at me for a long time before speaking. “We find who made the call, who signed off the ambulance transfer, who sent the car that hit you. We trace it back until we hit something real. But Serena—once you start this, there’s no turning back.”

She pointed at Leonardo with trembling fingers. “You! You just killed our child with your bare hands!” Leonardo looked startled, but he quickly turned to me, panic appearing on his face as he rushed to explain. “It's not what you think, Madeline! We always used protection. There’s no way she could be pregnant with my child! “She must have slept with another mafia boss. There’s no way that thing inside her is mine!” “Leonardo, stop being disgusting.” My voice was ice-cold. “In the previous lifetime, you and Dora went to great lengths to kill me. And now you’re playing the devoted lover? You never loved me. You only cared about my family’s power and wealth.”