Loyalty Stories Novels & Stories

"We partied too hard last night and forgot to use protection—don't forget to buy morning-after pills for your wife." Looking at the woman's smooth bare back and the red mole on her neck in the photo, I felt absolutely nothing. Again. Five years of marriage, and this wasn't the first time. Kathy liked to test me this way. She called it her "little experiment." The first time, she "accidentally" left a receipt for condoms on the nightstand. I got angry and confronted her, but she just smiled with contempt. "Why are you so petty? My girlfriends and I bought that on purpose just to see how you'd react." The second time was on our wedding anniversary. A guy showed up at our door with a bouq

“I’m simply stating the obvious. You’re wearing his name, but are you wearing his loyalty?” I took a slow sip of my drink, allowing the moment to stretch. The question was meant to dig, to unravel something inside me. But I had learned long ago how to let words hit without breaking skin. “Loyalty,” I murmured, tilting my head slightly, “is a currency, just like power. And I make sure mine is very expensive.” For the first time, he hesitated. A flicker, a pause—so small most wouldn’t have caught it.

However, as soon as the funeral procession was over, he threw down the bunch of white lilies impatiently and said, "Oh, my god! Those two old fools are finally dead. They just wouldn't die for years! Luckily, we succeeded this time!" I was shocked. Old fools? Was he really referring to Jerome and me? Casey stared at our tombstones, the hatred in his eyes making my chest tighten in shock. Why did Casey hate us so much? We were both his birth parents! We had invested 20 years of our lives bringing him up to the best of our ability. We had even put his name down as the sole payee and benefactor on both Jerome's and my insurance policies. Just then, my mother-in-law, Daisy Rothbart, went up to C

"Nikolai, I would never assume to lead your pack. I'm just a visitor here. Appreciative of your hospitality." He smiled. The sort of grin you give someone as you consider the many ways you may one day bury them. “Well, that’s good,” he said gently. “Because nowadays loyalty is difficult to locate.” I found his gaze without flinching. "Loyalty is earned, not presumed." “Indeed," he murmured, sipping wine slowly. "And betrayal... Well, that has a specific smell to it. Doesn't it, Kyle?” Sitting just a few seats down, Kyle stiffened but nodded. "Sure does."

Talia's heart broke. "Let's date!... I know... I know its been like what... Just five months...but what we have... What we share.... I'm not asking you to marry me right away Lia. All I'm asking is for you to promise me you'll be mine forever. You'll be here until I change this into a ring." He opened the mini box in his hand. It was the most beautiful thing ever! A diamond bracelet. Tears blurred her eyes.

I continued, letting my gaze sweep across each of their faces, “I do not tolerate hesitation. I do not tolerate second guessing. Anyone here who doubts the strength of my mate or questions my decisions will learn exactly why loyalty matters more than fear.” They all shifted uncomfortably now. Some of them had already realized the blue fire wasn’t just for show. Some had already seen what happened when I unleashed it fully. They weren’t stupid. “You see,” I said, lowering my voice, “loyalty isn’t about kneeling because you’re scared. Loyalty is about knowing the stakes and choosing the side that wins. Today, that side is mine. My mate’s. And anyone who wants to stay in power… should choose wi

I would rather Kain not give me any false hope, but I can’t bring myself to say anything else. As if he can sense my thoughts, Kain holds me a little closer. Of course, he doesn’t need to know my thoughts to get a sense of my feelings, but he is surprisingly mindful to not say or do anything to hurt me more than I already am, though he has confused me considerably. He waits until I’ve calmed down enough before he continues to speak to me. “Liam, I promise, I will never kick you out of my company, ever. I knew you liked me probably before even you knew it,” he repeats himself, though adds on a little extra.

Together, they weathered storms, celebrated victories, and cherished the everyday moments that made their bond stronger. In their quest to spread awareness and support, Lily and Ethan traveled across the country, sharing their experiences and offering hope to others. Lily's story touched the hearts of many, inspiring individuals to seek help and believe in their own capacity for healing. Their non-profit organization flourished, becoming a beacon of light for those in need.

As Mrs. Lauren sat in her quiet study, her thoughts heavy, she couldn’t help but feel the weight of betrayal pressing down on her shoulders. The pack had always been her first loyalty. It was the life she had been born into, the family that had stood by her through every trial. She had raised Damien to understand the importance of loyalty, to honor the bond between Alpha and pack. But now, as the future of her family teetered on the edge of danger, she found herself making a choice that shattered the very loyalty she had once sworn to uphold.