My Spectacular Betrayal Novels & Stories

Ezrene yelped in pain. “Which I was forgetting but you did make me fucking remember it clearly, Ezrene Soler by your fucking betrayal….” He snarled at her, bringing more tears in her eyes, realising he was talking about their promise which she herself had broken. “And now I will tell you how the fuck an animal behaves when he gets betrayed,” he seethed out at her before slamming his mouth against hers, numbing her entire body in fear and terror as she knew, in his anger, he could go to any extent of insanity without thinking about its consequences.

She disappeared down the road. It was too late for regret. Regret meant nothing when it showed up after the damage was done. A month passed before we heard about them again. Lyris lost a leg in the crash. The baby she had abandoned during her escape—her own child—died alone at home from starvation. She was found guilty of treason for siding with the rogues and betraying her own kind. The judges of the Kingdom of Volvia sentenced her to death, carried out with the harshest punishment allowed.

My body betrayed me, frozen in the center of the room. The man’s grin widened. “Ah… so the little queen finally learns. The bet… the wager. And you’ve lost, my dear Valeria. You’ve lost it.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “A bet?” I whispered, disbelief flooding through me. Dante’s gaze held me fast. “Yes,” he said softly, just above a whisper, though it carried weight enough to crush me. “You betrayed me. And I was wrong.” Everything in me froze. Shock, betrayal, relief, fear, disbelief—it all collided at once. My knees felt like they might buckle entirely. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even blink fast enough to clear my vision.

“You call it safe when I was nearly assaulted in that mall parking lot? You call it safe when disgusting gossip about you and Leviana spread, leaving me humiliated by everyone? You call it safe when I saw you with my own eyes—kissing her at that hotel?” Adrian flinched, her words stabbing straight into his chest. “Deviana… that was a trap. Their trap. I never chose that.” She wiped her tears harshly. “But I’m the one who paid for it. I’m the one who was humiliated. I’m the one who lost my dignity. You might call it a trap, but to me, the wounds are real.” Silence pressed down on them, broken only by the whisper of the night wind. Adrian took a step closer, his gaze locked on her. “Then let m

“What is this? Your controlling era?” I didn’t answer. I fixed my gaze out the window. I didn’t miss the way she watched my jaw either. We didn’t speak for most of the drive. She was spiraling. I let her. There’s something people don’t tell you about betrayal — it doesn’t land in one piece. It arrives in fragments. First confusion. Then doubt. Then- rage. She was in between. The gala was exactly what I expected. Big. Loud. Vain. And when we walked in, and the shift happened. Heads turned. Cameras lifted. Conversations shifted like we were the last topic everyone swore they wouldn’t talk about.

Clara tried to speak up and offer suggestions, but she was met with dismissive glances and hushed whispers. As Clara's driver pulled up to the entrance of the company, a tall, broad-shouldered man in a sharp suit stepped towards the car. He had dark hair and piercing blue eyes, and a confident smirk on his lips. Just as the meeting seemed to be reaching a boiling point, Clara noticed a piece of paper being passed around the table. She caught a glimpse of it and saw her name written in bold letters. Her heart racing, Clara discreetly grabbed the paper and read it. It was a contract, stating that she was to sign over all her shares in the company to Alexandro's sister, Bianca, in exchange for

"Zainab I'm sorry for everything. I don't think you really know how I feel or how I desperately need your forgiveness. I love you so freaking much that it hurts. If there's anything I could do..." "There's something that you could do for me right now." "Just mention it." "Embrace me." And he did embraced her in the dark, in the middle of the sea full of candles. He did embraced her under the light of a thousand stars. He did embraced her because he desperately wanted to. He did embraced her because it's halal. They're halal And he embraced her because they are meant to be even after he Betrayed her. *****

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

"I don't mean anything by it, but evil can be revealed if we are willing to separate it from its roots. If Dhira betrayed us, we should also learn from Dhira's perspective." "Yes, her point of view is… she slept with you in the hotel that time, and maybe someday if she gets pregnant, then she will hold you responsible, then at that time you will refuse, and she will embarrass us once again!" said Catherine excitedly. Svarga took a breath, grabbed Catherine's shoulders, and then looked at her with pleading eyes as if asking for understanding. "Liam, please show Catherine the video," Svarga said. Liam hurriedly opened the downloaded file and then gave it to Catherine. Catherine's hands shook w

Richard looked between the photographs. “What happens to the other?” Gabriel smiled. “He becomes the sacrifice.” My blood turned cold. Lucien stared at the screen. “Which one?” The recording suddenly glitched. The answer was missing. But a final file appeared. BETRAYAL EVENT — DAY 10. The screen showed my father standing over a bloodied man. I couldn’t see his face. Then Richard spoke. “You betrayed us.” The wounded man laughed. “No.” He lifted his head. “I betrayed you because you betrayed them first.”