Burning Betrayal Reviews Mga Nobela at Kwento

One flaming with betrayal and vengeance. And now I get to be punished for their love.

It was a frozen moment of betrayal, and it reeked, sharp, violent, and unforgiving. As the weight of it all crashed over me, the sacrifices I made, the blind trust I offered, the love I gave without holding back, a sharp claw of betrayal pierced the left side of my chest. And in that moment, it was as if the right side of my brain just shut down, numb with disbelief and shame. I had been so foolish… so utterly blind. A strangled cry left my throat. I covered my mouth with both hands as if I could shove the heartbreak back in, as if I could muffle the devastation clawing its way out of me.

I barely cracked my eyes open, squinting at Simon a short distance away. His lips quivered, but no words came out. I surrendered to the pain, closing my eyes as blows rained down, each one burrowing into my bones. I could not even muster the energy to feel hatred. 'Simon, we're done for good,' I told myself. Nicole's wails crescendoed, finally jolting Simon out of his paralysis. "Stop, just stop! Ella, make them stop!" Simon barked. Ella reluctantly gestured for the beating to end.

I whispered hoarsely, trying to ignore the pain of betrayal that was tearing me up from within. A ruthless smirk graced his handsome face, his fingers curling under my chin and making the sparks from his touch rush through me; pleasurable yet equally painful. He was so close… yet so far away… “That would be far too easy… but I assure you, when I’m done with you, you’ll wish you were never born.” “You don’t mean that…” “Watch me.” He turned away, pushing me to the ground roughly, “Burn her.” My heart sank, my head hanging as the pain of his rejection tore through me. Even when I was doused in gasoline, I didn’t move, trying not to gag on the strong pungent smell that now cloaked me entirely,

I cried as if there was no tomorrow. The room spins around me, her words echoing in my head. Betrayal, hurt, and anger surge within me like a tidal wave threatening to pull me under. I feel the walls of my world crumbling down, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. I thought I knew my life. But in this moment, everything I thought I knew is shattered. I feel like karma hit me so fast. Maybe fate already knew that I would do something foolish in life, so it prepared karma for me right away. But this still doesn't feel fair.

We settle down to await the opportune moment in silence. After what feels like an age, I finally spot her in the distance, walking with that man who had the audacity to try to take what is mine. As soon as I see her face rage and longing flood my veins causing me to tense momentarily to ensure I don't attack too soon. She laughs at something the Gamma has said to her, throwing her head back and belting out her mirth, my pants suddenly feel too tight, the lines of her neck when she threw her head back calling to me, begging me to bite and lick as I pummelled her hard and fast. The vision serves as fuel to the force of my desire to have her and I move to begin our attack. My men have their ord

I respond and look him in the eye. I am just stating the truth. “Then, can I see you again, probably tomorrow?”, he asks. He asks me to go out, but I don’t know what to say so I divert our topic, “Uh, well, if we’re both free, by the way, I’ll return this to you, I promise.” He bids goodbye and says, “Keep it, you can give it to me when we meet again.” Then I close the door. My heart beats like crazy. I feel nervous when he asks me out, the feeling of betrayal.

She started taking small steps towards me which was irritating me. " I don't have all the time in the world for you, Ms. Taylor. Walk fast." I noticed her flinch at my sudden rise in voice . Walking hurriedly, she took a seat opposite me. I leaned back on my chair , keeping my eyes fixed on her. Looking at her face made me visualise everything. The memories were as fresh as we're from yesterday. The face which once was my world, I always wanted to see the beautiful smile on her face but she crushed those feelings. She threw whatever we had in flames. Now I want nothing more than to see pain in her face. In the last three years , each time she came to my mind, her betrayal overpowered our

I wandered through the silent corridors of Willowbrook. Moonlight spilled through the stained-glass windows. The academy appeared peaceful. Almost ordinary. Almost. As I passed the ruins of the library, I stopped. The fire had long since been extinguished. Only blackened shelves remained. Burned pages drifted across the floor. I knelt and picked one up. Most of the writing had been destroyed. But one sentence remained intact. "The greatest betrayal is born not from hatred... but from love." A cold shiver ran down my spine. "What does that mean?"

He had trusted Algern wholeheartedly, only to be betrayed and have that trust shattered. "Was I really part of this pack? Not once did anyone check on me when I needed you. When I stopped reporting back, did you even look for me?" Algern demanded, voicing his long-held resentment towards his Alpha for neglecting his pack members. "Algern, I know you! I believe you can handle anything, and I trust you completely. That's why I didn't search for you or check up on you; I knew you wanted to be alone. I had no idea you needed my help," Diego replied, causing Algern to laugh and step closer to him.