Books About Betrayal の小説・ストーリー

“I fear this may be just the tip of the iceberg.” And I feared it too. Wait for Gibran to tell you everything; after this, he’ll cooperate, Alondra said confidently. How do you know? That man broke down when Elijah found out. Whatever was going through his head exploded in his face, and his worst fears became reality. He understands what betrayal means in this pack, Alondra said. I wasn’t paying attention to what she was trying to tell me. “May I know what the protocols are for—” “Traitors?” Kaia asked angrily. “Our pack considers betrayal the lowest of the low. Selling our secrets is more than a death sentence—it’s losing your memories and your deeds. If you ever did anything good, that wil

How could you betray us like this? Shirley lowered her head and looked like she wanted to disappear on the spot. "Just yesterday Keith told me you were someone trustworthy. He insisted he was going to marry you. How could you do this to him? "Please never come to our house again. And stay away from Keith from now on!" By the time Shirley was taken away by the police, her face had gone pale. Right before leaving, she finally dropped the act and glared at me viciously. 'Keith, just wait. I'll make your life a living hell!'

I stared a second longer than I meant to, then I turned the page. ​The whole mood of the file shifted. This wasn't just a collection of memories; it was a story of a betrayal. There were notes scribbled in the margins about deals gone wrong and alliances that had fallen apart at the worst possible moments. Information that had been leaked right when it could do the most damage. My chest tightened as the truth slowly formed in my mind. ​“She didn’t just leave,” I whispered to myself. ​She had betrayed him. The realization hit me harder than I expected. My stomach twisted as I read about the trust she’d broken and the plans she’d destroyed.

That earned a faint smile. “How do you handle betrayal?” Direct. No buildup. Emma didn’t hesitate. “I adjust.” Rowan nodded slowly. “Control or chaos?” “Control,” she replied. “Chaos is just control you don’t understand yet.” That— That held his attention. Fully. For the first time— He leaned back slightly. Studying her. “What would you do,” he asked, quieter now, “if everything you trusted was taken from you?” Emma didn’t look away. “It already was.”

The moment I said that, tears welled up in my eyes. When Winona and I first got married, everyone envied us, and I had honestly believed we would go on like that forever. But everything changed three years ago, when her best friend, Layla Spencer, entrusted Hudson to her before she died. At the time, Hudson was still in high school, but as he got older, the dynamic between them started to feel increasingly unsettling. Winona bought him gifts, put him to sleep, and even bought him underwear.

I thought of the world that was currently waking up to a silence it didn’t understand. But as I felt that tiny, second heartbeat pulse against my palm, I didn’t feel like a fugitive. I didn’t feel like a victim of a global conspiracy. I felt like an Architect. The first book was about the blood. It was about the betrayal and the breaking of the old world. It was about the trauma of the glass and the roar of the mountain. But the second book? The one we were starting right now, in this quiet French valley? That book was going to be about the Home.

Daniel. The same man who helped me rebuild after Sophia left. The same man who said he was loyal for ten years. My hands curled into fists. He had been inside the building that morning. He had been in my office before the alarm.. Now I understand. This was not random. This was not revenge from outside. This was betrayal from within. The door to the security room opened behind me. I did not turn. I already knew who it was. " Morning, " Daniels' voice said calmly. I stared at the screen. At his reflection, beside her. At the proof. My heart is steady now. Too steady.

She wanted us dead for good. Everything faded into the background instantly. The noise was nothing compared to the ringing in my ears. Sophia. It was a betrayal so layered, so fundamental, so intentional and hidden that it threatened to break the fierce, cold resolve I had erected around my heart. She had played the role of the jealous ex-girlfriend so flawlessly, that Zeke and I had bought into her character not knowing she was playing us all along and while we already figured out she was behind the ambush at the safe house, we had no idea that it was only the start of her plans.

" With a terrible feeling of betrayal in my chest, I withdrew my hand. We couldn't fight both sides, Thorne was correct. Betrayal was waiting if we struck a pact, even if it was just for time. From the Council. From the Mafia. Perhaps even from him. The youngest supervisor yelled after me as we turned to go, his laugh as piercing as glass. Make a thoughtful decision, Chimera King. Your own blood will engulf you with just one betrayal. With all of my nerves screaming, I froze at the entrance. Because I already knew in my heart that treachery was not going to happen. It was present.

"Your whole family, you're all liars! I already paid the deposit for your villas. What more do you want? You were planning to scam me out of everything! Well, I’m canceling the villas right now! I’m not getting engaged! I’m suing you!" With that, I turned and ran out the door. Upon hearing that their precious villas were slipping away, Allen’s parents panicked. Mr. Cooper grabbed a wine bottle, ready to smash it over his son’s head. Overwhelmed, Mrs. Cooper fainted on the spot. Chaos ensued. Some guests tried to stop Mr. Cooper from attacking, while others scrambled to call 911. Amidst the pandemonium, with my back to them all, I smiled. 'Allen, I told you—if you betrayed me, I would make su