Love Betrayed Novels & Stories

Lovina came to school with an unsatisfied face. She was still thinking of Arta who seemed to be cheating on her again. This isn't the first time Arta has been caught cheating, it's happened a lot. But stupidly, Lovina forgives all of Arta's misdeeds. Love really blinded Lovina. No matter if Arta continues to betray and hurt her heart, as long as Arta is still hers, Lovina feels happy. Though Lovina had often thought about him logically about his relationship with Arta, and her mind said to leave Arta. The man is the source of her wounds, not her happiness.

As memories flooded back, the ⁠nights spent entwined, skin to skin, the ⁠whispers of forever in the darkness, eyes locked, souls seemingly connected. Her chest constricted as she continued to recall the other sides of Ryan. The fierce grip of his obsession, the suffocating weight of his control, and his crushing blow of his deception. Ryan's charm masked a darker reality; his love was a suffocating shackle. Emma deserved to see the real Ryan, she mummured as Selena vowed ⁠to shatter the facade. Now, seeing him with someone else, the betrayal burned deep. Emma doesn’t deserve him, Selena thought. And Ryan doesn’t deserve to move on so easily.

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”

Back to sipping wine. 🌷🌺❤️❤️❤️ They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

If It was someone else, he would've thought of how much she adored her ex-boyfriend, unfortunately, I wasn't anyone else, and no matter how much she pleaded I would not give the man I love to hon in a silver platter. The door was opened, so Christopher barged in , I didn't have to say anything because he had the same response to her.. He goes to her, grabbed her hand and forced her out of the room. I shouldn't be pleased whenever I find my fellow woman being forced away, however, it's Lisa we are talking about, she's the same person who her boyfriend in pursuit of fame and a career, does she feel after so many years apart, she'd return and continue from where she had stopped, never!.

Loveth sobbed to her door sitting on the tiled floor in her room and she stood up back and walked to her pink bed to sobbed. "I love him, I really do love him" Loveth cried, squeezing her bed spread as she felt betrayed. She felt Patrick was still in love with Willow and he only lied to her and slept with her. She sobbed to her bed and she finally fell asleep. Thru with having their dinners, Willow picked up the table napkin and wipe the corners of her mouth. "Thank you ma" she thanked Mrs Eleanor for her meal felling happier. "You're my daughter, feel free to call me mom" Mrs Eleanor replied.

I said, my voice steady but burning with anger. She catwalked back to me, “Someone I respect said, the love grows after being married,” she giggled. “If you don't want to, I would have no choice but to let grandma know about the past relationship you had and might still have towards your enemy's daughter.” My hands clenched into fists, “How can a person change overnight?” I said, anger laced beneath my words. Her hands caressed my chest, “Love made me,” she said, chuckling. “I would be waiting for you in the bedroom Chelo.”

"Are you also seeking a partner?” Portia tensed up. "I'm sorry, no. "My love"—she stuttered over the word—"my lover betrayed me." He has been disproven. She was shocked as the woman gently stroked her cheek with a hand that was powder white with scarlet nail tips. She crooned, "Poor little dove. My heart was once broken by a lover. The suffering was the worst I've ever experienced. I yearned for the end." In compassion, Portia's own battered heart leaped. You truly desired to pass away?”

Still Drakes POV “Loretta fooled me into thinking that she loves me. She came up with this perfect plan to steal from her bias and elope together. I fell for her tricks and her lies, I never knew she is such a terrible person, I never knew she could turn around and betray me.

He questioned whether it was possible to find love again, and if doing so would mean betraying the memory of his beloved princess. Elena, sensing Gabriel's internal struggle, offered him understanding and support. She assured him that love was not a finite resource and that the heart had the capacity to love more than one person. Elena admired Gabriel's dedication to Isabella's memory and the foundation, but she also saw the loneliness in his eyes and wished to fill that void.