Brother Betrayal Novels & Stories

“Someone planted these to tear us apart, and you’re falling for it! Why the fuck will I form allies with them?” Christopher’s eyes blazed with fury. “You’ve always wanted more power. You’ve always hated playing second to me. Admit it! You’d sell us out for a chance at the throne.” Michael’s face twisted with rage. “You’re insane! After everything we’ve been through, you think I’d betray you? My own blood?” The room grew colder as the brothers faced each other, their bond—once stronger than steel—fraying at the edges because of the constant betrayals that were happening. The air between them crackled with hostility, as though the mansion itself was holding its breath.

Sigewuf murmured, crouching lower to grab a fistful of Vikron’s hair, "if you’d just beg." The sting of betrayal suffocated Vikron more than the pain. His own brother—his blood, had turned on him. Lied. Framed him. Presented fabricated evidence to Ultima Rawson and the rest of the pack leaders. Vikron searched for a reason but nothing connected. Nothing made sense. "Why?" he rasped. It was all he had strength for. A tear slid unnoticed down his bruised, blood-crusted cheek. Bones shifted painfully when he breathed; some were broken, others dislocated. He was bleeding inside. Dying slowly. He didn’t even try to move.

A soft moan interrupted me. I froze, at first, I thought I heard wrong, then came the sound of sheets moving, then heavy breathing, then another moan. “Oh God… Allen…” My blood turned to ice, I knew that voice. “Oh Jenna, your mouth feels incredible on my dick,” Allen's voice filled my ears like a curse, then he began groaning softly, spilling sweet names on my best friend. The phone slipped from my fingers onto the bed. The betrayal was so massive my brain refused to process it all at once.

Betrayal burned in my chest, hotter than the whisky I usually reached for at times like this. I had given Matteo everything,trust, loyalty, a seat close to my throne. And Matteo had dared to betray me. He was greedy! My eldest brother warned him,but I was too blind to see it,he's gonna pay for that. The thought repeated like a drumbeat in my skull. He was supposed to be my brother. My shadow. My right hand. And he chose to spit on it.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

“Earlier this week, I found out my brother was a key factor in me going to prison. His partner was pissed when I was released. My brother was supposed to get me to sign over the compensation I received before getting rid of me and—” “If you didn’t kill him then you’re a pussy,” she said. Jake laughed and shook his head. “Brother or not, betrayal is betrayal, and that only ends one way. People can’t betray you if they’re dead.” She nodded her head. “That’s true. So, instead of fantasizing about me, you were killing your brother?” “How are you okay with that? You know what I do, what I’ve done, and probably will do again if the situation calls for it.”

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

Remember, we were doing this for the sake of your parents, my brother, and the life we were intended to have if it hadn't been for the Alpha's selfish family. While Uncle Colton said that, I could see the wrath in his eyes, I could feel the anger inside of him. Perhaps because of the two of us, he felt the most betrayed. The Alpha convinced him that his brother, who is my father, had committed a terrible sin against the kingdom, so he had dedicated his life to pleasing the Alpha and convincing him that he was different from his brother. Only to discover later that he had been deceived by the people.

"He was with Alpha Leo. How could he sell his loyalty to another man? My brother was so powerful before his illness. If he were not ill, he wouldn't have to submit to another Alpha. He would have won the war all alone against Alpha Leo." The taste of betrayal was bitter. But those people who did not give it a second thought before betraying others did not deserve to stay alive. Because Alpha Leo had given him a large amount of money to pay for all of his sins, I believed that he fled during the war in order to protect his life. I looked at our theta and said, "Try to find that traitor. I am going to give him a death that will shake everyone to their core and leave them with a lasting memory

“He was my brother, too. I took him in. I trusted him. He betrayed me.” “No,” I whispered. “He did. And in our world, betrayal is blood for blood. You should be grateful I let you live.” I swayed. It didn’t make sense. My brother… brutal, yes. But loyal. Deadly, but never to family. Someone was lying. Someone was playing a much bigger game. Before I could speak, his voice shifted again lighter now. Mocking. “So… didn’t I tell you not to wear a bra?” The air thinned.