Betrayed, Then Claimed By Fate Mga Nobela at Kwento

Betrayal clenched my chest, entwined with the storm of anger raging inside me like a tempest. My jaw tensed, my eyes reflecting the turmoil within. "He deceived us," I muttered bitterly. "This changes everything." Fitz's audacious deception ignited a furious indignation within both of us. The depth of betrayal cut deep, stirring up an emotional storm that threatened to engulf us. "We must eliminate him, and swiftly," Michael declared, firm determination resonating in his words. "He must answer for this deception." I nodded in agreement, my expression reflecting a resolute determination. The betrayal had ignited a fire of resolve within us. Fitz's actions had shattered the trust painstakingly

He's mine and no one can take what is mine. He was the reason I remained a maid so he'll notice me one day but that Cindy girl had to come into the picture and mess things up for me. I wasn't going to leave that happen. He's mine only, and I hate to share. I'm going to have him all to myself, no matter the cost.

I whispered, aiming my magic at the Fae who was struggling against my vamps in a rage. His body froze. I had been surprised when the vamps working for me had brought him in. Even with his mangled arm, he had been putting up one hell of a fight. I slowly walked toward him. He couldn't move until I released my spell, but I could see the anger and fear warring in his eyes. That was quickly replaced when an excruciating pain washed over him as I probed his mind. "Well, well, well." I chuckled. "It seems we have a Water Clan soldier in our midst. One that's betrayed his own Princess to be exact."

His angry eyes pierced into mine, I receded in discomfort when he clasped my neck. "Where do you think you're going to princess!?." He yells making everywhere shake. "Please, let me go." I beseeched in tears. "I'll destroy you the same way I killed your father, the king." His grip on my neck became tighter, his eyes glowed red as I began to cough out black blood. I was suffocating, my vision became blur, all I could see is darkness taking over me. "Your powers are weak just like your father...." He whispers.

“We make it look like a misfortune. A car, a misstep on a balcony, a staged attempt by rogues that goes too far. Subtle. Fast. And if she survives… we do not stop. The pack will fracture; you will step forward. I will stand by you. The advance covers arrangements. The rest… is on you.” It was cleaner than I’d imagined. Cleaner than a messy, boastful fight. Cleaner than spilled blood everyone could see and shame me with. A neat, quiet removal. And if she survived? I thought of her; brave, stubborn, untamed and felt nothing but the sharp pleasure of seeing her fall from grace. “You have my word,” I said, and for the first time in a long time, it wasn’t hollow. My voice was a promise sharpened

On the night of our anniversary, I had seen him bellowing like a mountain goat and driving his tool balls-deep into a random girl that I remembered from our last year's anniversary. She had been touchy with him, and he in turn had been too invested in her. But yet, I chose not to think of it, I chose to trust him. Meanwhile, on our anniversary night while I had complained of cramps and retired to the main house, he had been in his office, re-arranging her guts. Betraying my trust yet again. "You don't have to lie to me Jared, just admit-" "Admit what?" He cut me off, "are you forcing me to admit to something I have zero knowledge of. Wait, are you accusing me, are you accusing ME, your husba

My hands clenched into fists as I recalled his words from earlier that evening: "You belong to me now, Tyla. And if you refuse to submit, I'll let my Beta have you." I shuddered, bile rising in my throat at the very thought. Jay, the very Beta who had betrayed me in my past life, was now waiting in the shadows like a vulture ready to take what wasn't his. The memory of his previous betrayal burned fresh in my mind - how he had led my pack into an ambush that had cost dozens of lives, all while pretending to be my most trusted advisor. I couldn't let history repeat itself. I had to find a way to escape or, at the very least, protect myself. But how?

Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.

He lifted his head and smirked. “I not betray, I help, I guide” he said with a cocky confidence. “You turned on the Goddess and aided in her kidnapping. How is that not a betrayal?” I yelled. “I do as prophecy foretold. Deliver her to the right Mate” he snapped back. “The right Mate?” I mumbled confused,