Forgive Betrayal Novels & Stories

“I would rather die than to forgive a traitor. I would hate him even in my death.” “Have you ever been betrayed?” I now looked at him. He shook his head at me. “It's the most painful thing to experience, Chase. Imagine, you have loved a person and he will betray you. That sucks,” I shook my head disappointedly. “That's why you should never betray me, Chase. If you do, I'll never forgive you.” I looked him directly in the eyes. I meant it. I won't forget anyone that would betray me and my clan.

Luna replied with authority in her voice. "But… Does that mean that you forgive me already?" She asks Luna. "No. I am just doing my responsibility as Luna. And by doing that, it does not mean I already forgave you. To me, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal. You know what, I could conceive death, but I could not conceive betrayal." Luna is holding tight to her ground not to forgive her. "Do you really want Amanda to suffer? Aren't you being so selfish about it?" The gamma of the pack said.

At least, just to hear what the bitch would say. "Talk about what? Answer me, talk about what exactly?" My eyes narrowed while my voice taut with suppressed anger. "I'm really sorry, and I'm here to ask for your forgiveness. Please, kindly find a space in your heart to forgive me." "Forgive you? Do you have any idea what you did, Beth? You betrayed not only our friendship but my trust." "Willow, I messed up. I never meant to hurt you. I can't change the past, but I need you to understand how sorry I am." Beth's pleading eyes filled with regret as she stammered.

“You ever think.. it’s possible to rebuild trust with someone who’s betrayed you ?” He stilled. “Are we talking about Killian.. or Mirabel??” “Either. Both.” Jake’s voice turned firm. “Killian doesn’t deserve another chance.. He knew exactly what he was doing..” “And Mirabel?” He exhaled, fingers raking through his hair. “That’s.. harder. She was your friend. But trust, once broken , never fits the same again.” “I don’t think I can ever forgive her ,” I whispered. “You don’t have to.” He squeezed my hand. “Forgiveness isn’t about them. It’s about setting yourself free.”

"I'll try to believe that. So please, don't disappoint me for the umpteenth time. You also know, I'm a very vengeful person." Holding his cell phone, Tristan reflexively nodded. Promising in his heart will never disappoint the woman he loves so much. After all, he wasn't the least bit interested in Meggy. "I'm not going to mess around, Sophia. Even if I like Meggy, I've always had a relationship with her. But I didn't do that, did I? Yes, because I really see her as just a friend. Never more." "I take your word for it, Tristan. You need to remember too, once you betray me, there will be no forgiveness for you."

It was a weakness, perhaps, but a perfectly understandable one. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting her words wash over me. I could sense the lie, almost taste it, and I found none. Beauty was genuinely remorseful. The truth clung to her. But betrayal was a heavy thing to forgive. It chipped away at the foundation of trust, leaving cracks that were difficult, sometimes impossible, to mend. Finally, I opened my eyes, meeting her gaze. “I believe you’re sorry, Beauty.” Her breath hitched, relief flooding her features. “You do?”

and I hope you find the chance to forgive me for whatever I did, he added with a wink. Oh, Ethan. I’d be lying if I said I had forgiven you, but I think it’s a gradual process. We can’t just throw away what we had. You know that feeling of betrayal doesn’t leave so easily, but I believe with time, I will let go of everything, especially with this new beginning. ---

“Nothing can change that fact and I’m aware of it, but I’ll try to make it right, even if it takes my whole life to do it. ” “The way and reason I took her, I did it to protect them both, because as soon as I saw Hope, I was suspicious, because part of me was pulling me to her.” " It’s true that Emma will probably never forgive me, and that she probably sees a monster in me, the same monster that hurt her, but I’m ready for it, as long as she’s safe and when the danger stops, she’ll have a choice to decide for herself, I won’t stop her.”

I tilted my head, a silent truce, and we walked off. There was no spoken forgiveness; no granted absolution. But amid that fragile silence, I felt the faintest flicker of possibility — that one day, after the sharp edges of her betrayal had shouldered the time to dull, I could forge a little room in my heart where I could set her free. Not forget. Never forget. But let the wounds close into something that is not absolute rage.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I didn’t want them to take it. Two of them grabbed my hands before I could stop them. Then I tried to get it before it flushed all the way. They didn’t push me down. I lied. Please don’t be angry with me.” He stood up, moved to the chair next to me, picked me up and held me on his lap. “Can you please tell me the truth about what happened? I’m not angry at you, sweetheart. We are just trying to make sure those who did wrong are punished. When we return home, I will buy you another necklace, okay? Those can be replaced, but you cannot be replaced, Freya. If something happened to you, we’d all be too sad and angry with ourselves that you were not protected.” “You’r