Novel & Cerita Books About Revenge And Betrayal

She had sworn never to trust again after the betrayal she had endured at the hands of Damien and Lily, her once-dear friends from her old pack. As the days passed, the ache in her heart deepened, and with it came a stirring of something darker—a longing for revenge. Amia's fingers trailed over the well-worn pages of a book she had kept hidden—a collection of revenge plans and tricks she had meticulously crafted over the past five years.

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, the pain, the shame, the regret. Why did I betray my sister? I was so blind, so caught up in my own feelings, I didn’t see the truth; I didn’t see the kind of person Brandon really is.” **** Vincent’s Pov “What have I done? I’ve hut her again and

I snarled. After a few minutes, Joe brought in the saw. Lucas screamed helplessly, pleading as he watched me dig it into his skin, and all I felt was pleasure. Traitors are like weeds, they must be uprooted... And betrayal is unforgivable. Finally, he couldn’t bear the pain anymore and disclosed the whereabouts of the diamond. “Good boy, that wasn’t so hard after all,” I dropped the saw instantly and took out my gun. “Please… don’t kill me!”

I murmured over my shoulder. I stepped out of the study and closed the door behind me. Only then did I allow myself the luxury of a smile. He had no idea, none of them did. They had just let in the woman who would end their lives, and Jason in particular was the one I was saving for last. Jason was the one who would taste the full extent of my revenge. He was the one who would bleed the longest. I would not give him death’s mercy. No. I would hollow him out from the inside day by day, until his own reflection repulsed him. I would kill his mind until sleep became terror and waking became worse.

“As if I’m worried about her.” “Exactly. You don’t accuse. You pity.”Rose’s voice was calm. “A woman like Ava, abandoned by her fiancé, desperate to maintain appearances… of course she would cling to an older wealthy man.” Clara’s smile widened,the bitterness in her chest finally finding direction. Revenge. “People will eat that alive.” Rose nodded. “They always do.” Silence settled between them for a moment.Then Clara asked, “And if it gets back to Ava?” Rose smiled and said,“Good.” Her voice dropped. “I want it to.”

Damien’s voice still echoed in my head as I walked away: I love you. Love was easy to say. Love was cheap. But revenge—revenge was earned. Two days before the wedding, I lost everything. And in that same moment, I decided to take everything back.

Our plan had been solid until Sophia gave into the temptation and ruined everything we worked on for months within a couple of minutes. Her betrayal had been the catalyst for all of these and the only way to restore things back to order was to give Damien a taste of his own medicine by betraying him just the way Sophia did to Zeke. The mosaic law was coming back to full effect. An eye for an eye. I would take nothing less than that. I quickly copied the entire plan folder onto the tiny external drive I kept taped to the inside of my nightgown pocket. This was my insurance, my evidence of Damien's conspiracy. When I broke free from Damien’s clutch and freed Zeke, we were going to hit him hard

"How much?" He rubbed a hand aggressively over his face. For a fleeting moment, I thought he might actually try to lie to me, too—the exact way everyone else in my life had been lying for twelve months. Instead, he let out a long, defeated exhale. "More than I should have. A lot more." I let out a small, exhausted breath of a laugh. Marcus had called it borrowing. Thelma had called it protecting. Victor called it more than I should have. It seemed everybody had their own carefully curated vocabulary for betrayal.

He wants a buffer, someone else in Damien's sightline so he isn't the only target. I read those back. Then I moved down the page. Or he wants what he said he wants. To stop Damien. Because Damien destroyed him the same way he destroyed me and he is not willing to let that happen again. I sat with that line. It was the simplest explanation. Simple explanations were not always wrong. I had to keep reminding myself of that. My instinct now was to find the manipulation in everything, to assume the angle before I had evidence of it, because that was what being betrayed completely and catastrophically did to a person. It made you treat your own generosity like a liability.