Betrayed Vows Novel Novels & Stories

"Zainab I'm sorry for everything. I don't think you really know how I feel or how I desperately need your forgiveness. I love you so freaking much that it hurts. If there's anything I could do..." "There's something that you could do for me right now." "Just mention it." "Embrace me." And he did embraced her in the dark, in the middle of the sea full of candles. He did embraced her under the light of a thousand stars. He did embraced her because he desperately wanted to. He did embraced her because it's halal. They're halal And he embraced her because they are meant to be even after he Betrayed her. *****

The girl looking back at me was different. “No more naïve Mrs.,” I said quietly. “I’m the heiress of the Avila Cooperative.” “And I win.” Pain burned behind my eyes. Betrayal by love. Betrayal by proximity. At least Dad still had someone loyal. Mr Peter. I didn’t. I opened my drawer and took out my red lipstick. One by one, I cut out the men in suits from the photos. I pasted their faces onto the mirror. Under each face, I wrote:

"What is that? And where do I sign?" Caro pointed at the place she needed him to sign, and he signed it immidiately without reading. Then continued laughing and chatting immidiately. Tears dropped down Caro's heart. Five years of faithfulness and hardwork had gone under the rain. He didn't care. Look at him invested in the same ex wife, he said tore his heart. "You'll regret this Alex." Caro's tears spoke louder than her words. FLASHBACK ENDS Alex stiffened hearing all those betraying words from Caro. "You took advantage of me in my vulnerable moment Caroline!"

Luca immediately swore, "Of course, Katerina! I swear on the honor of my Famiglia that I will only love you for the rest of my life! "My last name, my Famiglia—everything I have belongs to you!" I didn't say another word and silently signed my name on the contract. Luca thought that I was completely unaware of his tricks. I was just going to let him think that way, though. He would soon learn the price he would have to pay for deceiving me.

"Please, Marco. You must trust me. This traitor is Luca. Gianni will ruin everything unless you stop him. Luca shakes his head and chuckles. "This is crazy." However, as Marco struggles to maintain the faith he has had in Luca for years, I can see the doubt seeping into his eyes and the way his jaw tightens. After so many instances of betrayal, he is now being urged to doubt the one person who has always supported him. With stern eyes, Marco turns to face Luca. "You promise that everything you say is true?" His voice steady, Luca looks him in the eye. "I promise."

Then she lifted her hand to touch my cheek, but I grabbed it immediately before she could. “Don’t you dare touch me or talk to me like that again. I will no longer tolerate any form of disrespect from you,” I said, my voice sharp, as I shoved her hand away. Chloe blinked, surprised. But I wasn’t done. The words poured out,every bit of hurt I had held in. “You betrayed me, Chloe. On my wedding day. My ex cheated on me with you. You slept with him, laughed behind my back. I trusted you, and you destroyed everything.” Her face changed, discomfort flashing in her eyes, but I kept going, my voice rising.

I had created with a secret royal art when Damian and I were mated. On the surface, it looked like a simple set of mating vows. But it had hidden clauses, complex rules for betrayal. If Damian broke his vows—if he cheated, if he defiled our bond—he would lose all the power he’d gained from me. And I could reclaim everything I had ever given him. I bit my finger, letting a single drop of blood fall onto the scroll. "By my royal blood, I declare the Loyalty Pact broken," I intoned. "As of this moment, all boons are forfeit."

Not after everything we'd been through together. But there was no mistaking that face, those eyes, that familiar presence twisted into something monstrous. "Welcome to the future, Theo," the Serpent said, smiling. "The age of pure supernatural beings is over." I stared at the face of someone I'd trusted with my life. Someone who'd fought beside us, bled with us, earned our loyalty and love. Someone who'd been betraying us the entire time. And as the full weight of the betrayal crashed down on me, I realized Thelma's vision must have shown her this same face.

I am becoming someone I hate, she thought. She thought about Cassandra. She thought about the white lilies in the penthouse and the way her sister had gushed about the “intensity” of the vow renewal. Cassandra was blind, wrapped in her own arrogance, believing her husband had looked at her at the altar. But Damian had looked at Aria. He had made an unholy vow in a house of God, and Aria had stood there and accepted it. She had let him mark her. She was wearing his padlock around her neck right now, hidden beneath her black sweater, the metal a constant, burning reminder of her betrayal.

“But I love my friend. She made me promise not to tell you. She said if you found out... our friendship would be over. She said she’d kill...” James staggered back, the room spinning around him. If he had even a shred of doubt about Lyra’s words, the pictures and messages crushed it. They were too real. Too graphic. And they all pointed to one thing: Hannah wasn’t the woman he thought she was. Not the innocent bride he had vowed to cherish just hours ago. He had sacrificed so much for her. He waited. Respected her choice to remain pure until their wedding night. He honored that—even if it meant finding release elsewhere, in secret.