Deadly Betrayal Book Novels & Stories

hung in the air. They felt final and cold. I felt a mix of relief and dread. Victors face went pale. He didn't say anything.Isabellas eyes widened in shock. Her hand flew to her mouth. "Mom… please no…”“I've waited long for honesty. Too long for loyalty. And now I have neither " I said. My voice was steady.. My chest felt tight. "This stops here.”Victors hands clenched at his sides. I saw the battle inside him. He loved Isabella. He wanted to protect her.. He also knew I was right. He opened his mouth. Then he hesitated. He looked at Isabella. I saw the fear. Worry between them.I was sure of my decision. My hands were still shaking. I held my phone. I was ready to take the steps that would

Sera suggested. "Girl!!! Which side are you on?" Nina asked Sera. "Right!! She had always preferred Gabriella to me." Bella mumbled. "What rubbish are you saying, Bella? You're not the only one that's hurt. You are not the only one that's feeling betrayed. You are not the only one that feels played. I'm really mad and against what happened. This issue is a very sensitive one and I believe if we don't handle it the proper way, we might end up doing something that we will eventually regret."

What would become of her? The terror of oblivion was why she’d taken matters into her own hands to kill Tardrain, even without seeing the will’s contents months back. Mrs. Gladdis hesitated, her fingers trembling, because she knew this would shatter Lilico’s heart. She knew her heart would ache by the betrayal from the man she called a father. “He willed his duplex at Mainhills Residence to you, and a cash inheritance of 4 billion dollars,” she said, the words hanging in the air..

The anger and betrayal I had felt all those years ago still simmered just below the surface as I recalled the events that had led to my downfall. My best friend and right-hand man, Damien, had framed me for a crime I hadn't committed and had taken both my throne and the woman I loved, Eliza. I was devastated by the betrayal, especially when Eliza had chosen Damien over me. I had thought that Eliza loved me and would be willing to run away with me once we discovered Damien's treachery. But her loyalty to Damien had shattered my heart and left me feeling utterly alone. I had lost everything that day - my rightful position as Alpha, my pack, my home, and the woman I loved. The wound from that b

In a twisted way, he really was a perfect match for Celina. I even smiled at him, just a little. “You, Celina, and John—each of you claims to be innocent. “My own brother, a woman I once loved, and my nephew. I’m not sure who to believe. “So here’s what I’ll do. I’ll lock the three of you together and let you decide among yourselves who deserves my trust. “I promise—I’ll let one person walk free. You have my word.” To make it more meaningful for them, I locked the three of them in the Stormbringers’ villa—in the same basement room where Bran once lived.

Flibanserin, in layman's terms, is an aphrodisiac. What the hell had happened? Brandon had been the one to bring that package up. And I remembered his exact line. "Probably the Prime Day backlog. A lot of packages came through the hub beat to hell. Just the outer bag, though. The inner box is fine." Him. Of course it was him. I went down onto the rug. How had everything lined up that perfectly? The outer packaging destroyed. My body on fire for no reason I could explain. The toy that would not turn off. Him, back at the door within the hour.

No, no, I couldn't think about that. That's not what matters. Think about the betrayal, he knew all along. He knew of my gift. A pawn, that's all I am. I must remember that, I can't get carried away. Once bitten, twice shy. But what happens when you've been bitten twice? Do you go into hibernation mode or cold bitch mode? “I love you, Vie.” I needed to forget these words. I disliked the way it makes my heart lurch, my skin zinging in anticipation.

When the echoes fade, the chamber feels unbearably empty. I sink to my knees, the weight of it crashing down at last. Ethan drops beside me, arms around my shoulders. “You didn’t break.” “I almost did,” I whisper. He presses his forehead to mine. “You didn’t.” The Crown hums softly beneath my skin—not triumphant. Resolved. Because the first betrayal wasn’t from an enemy. It was from someone who loved the world enough to try to control it. And that realization is far more dangerous than any blade.

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:

He pressed his chest flush against my back, fervent heat burning silence between us. Slowly descending his hands upon my shoulders, fiery fingertips scorching my skin through the mesh. His eyes were pitch-black, a vortex of possession and malevolence. “Yes, I do.” He answered with a honeyed voice. “I wanted to match you – because you’re the only one I’ll ever want.” Acid churned in my stomach, guilt torturing my soul in its vice grip. I have committed the ultimate betrayal, more painful than a sword through the heart. Lazarus will never forgive me for joining The Rebel’s Creed who were actively trying to destroy him.