Love Betrayed Novels & Stories

Those eyes that stared at her with so much love now expressed nothing other than hatred and anger. She felt like tearing out. She was tempted to release it. She had betrayed her lover. The only man that makes her feel what no one has ever made her feel. The one that gave her the most memorable definition of love. At this point she regretted alot and indeed she could say that she was a traitor to the love they shared. This was a love she had been yearning for all this years, and when she finally got it, all she could do was to let it go.

“We were married almost four years ago. I fancied myself in love with her, fell hook line and sinker for her. A few weeks after the wedding, she ran off with a guest and I haven’t seen her since.” As relieved as she was that Reno was a free agent, she felt sorry for him. She wasn’t quite sure how she would react if someone she loved betrayed her like that. “Did she at least tell you why?” He snorted, his lips curling in a sneer. “Take a guess.” She nodded in understanding. “Money.” “I got a taste of what my mother felt when the man she loved betrayed her for Albury’s Place.” Loraine moved to sit closer to him until she was right under his shoulder of his raised arm. “You renamed the resort?”

I furrowed my gaze at her. She drew back a little. "I'm sorry, ma. I went for an urgent help in the lighting department. Sorry, I didn't come just in time." She said, "You can't be serious right now. How dare you do that? I told you to wait for me, yet you disobeyed and went another, coming here to tell a story." Loveth is a newly employed employee. I took her in after seeing the state she was in then. Although she came begging me for an assistant, I refused and demanded that she work for her money instead.

I could feel his love for me in every way but father didn't like the thought of me going far. Father made so many excuses as to why I couldn't be with Lorenzo, until Lorenzo tried to do something to impress my Dad and get his approval but….he did something we don't do human trafficking. He lost both our trust but now we need that alliance with Lorenzo, I guess we want to trade with them now. “You still love Paris?” Remembering that I wasn't alone I smiled and turned to Lorenzo who was leaning on the door frame smiling. I rested my waist on the rail,

My body still recognizes his voice, his cologne, his damnable eyes that once promised me everything. I still dream of the way he used to touch me, soft as if I might break, fierce as if he couldn’t get close enough. But love… love is useless when it’s built on betrayal. Love without loyalty is a weapon, and Elliott wielded it against me the day he chose to believe lies instead of the man he swore he loved. That part of me, the part that wanted him, that burned for him… I would strangle it before I ever let it weaken me again. He chose Cecilia.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." Petra looked at the photos, her hands trembling. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Why? Why would he do this?" "We think it's because of me. Because he was in love with me and I didn't feel the same way." "So he betrayed everyone? Got people killed? Because of unrequited love?" Her voice rose. "That's not love! That's obsession! That's madness!" "I know." She broke down then, sobbing into her hands. I held her, letting her cry, wishing I could take away her pain.

It wasn’t desperate, or rough, or hungry with weeks of pent-up frustration. It was slow. Soft. A kiss that tasted like forgiveness and hesitation, like hope and fear, like something fragile and new and terrifyingly real. And the moment his arms tightened around me, the moment he sighed into my mouth, his entire body melting into mine like he had been waiting for this just as much as I had, I knew. I knew. I still loved him. Even after everything. Even after the lies and the heartbreak and the betrayal that had shattered me into something unrecognizable.

Bowie POV My eyes shot open. The water was still falling around us, steam curling through the air, and Wesley was looking at me like he had just handed me the most fragile part of himself. "Wesley." His name came out barely a whisper. "I love you, Bowie." He said it again, stronger this time, like a weight had been lifted off his chest. “I have been trying to say it for weeks. I couldn't… I didn't know how. But I love you. I'm in love with you."

It was cold. She didn’t mind. Outside, Gabriel stood on the sidewalk. Cars passed. People moved around him. He had come hoping for redemption. He left with clarity. Some choices do not allow return. And some love, Once betrayed, Does not reopen its door. Inside the café, Victoria finished her drink, Set the cup down, And did not look back.

She cut me off and I gulped softly before shaking my head. “I’m not going then. I can’t watch them drink…” I trailed away, mentally gagging at the thought that they’ll be having human blood as a drink rather than wine. “That’s why I’m here darling, to change your mind.” Ferra amused herself with a giggle and I watched her clutch my locket tightly before walking up to the door. “Wait, that’s mine-” “You want it? The come and get it.” She taunted, as if she’s taken candy from a child and I furrowed my eyebrows in annoyance.