Naruto Is Betrayed By Rias Fanfiction

Eleanor worked herself to the bone—three jobs a day, even selling her mother’s only heirloom—all to pay off her boyfriend Luca’s debts. Then, on their third anniversary, she caught him shopping for rings… with her best friend. Turns out, Luca isn’t the struggling artist he pretended to be. He’s the only heir to the city’s most elusive billionaire. Heartbroken and reckless, Eleanor ends up in the arms of an older, devastatingly attractive stranger—a man whose powerful presence and faint resemblance to Luca pull her in like a dangerous dream. Only after she says yes to Luca’s proposal does she discover the truth: The stranger from that night is his father.

“Come at me, fight me. We have to pretend we don't know each other for me to save your ass from here”, His husky voice that I haven't remembered in years sent shivers down my spine. “You want me to pretend?” I growled, stepping into the pit. Damon’s eyes burned under the mask. “Rae… if you want to survive this, you’ll fight me—and you’ll make it look real.” “No, Alpha. I’ll fight you. But I won’t pretend a damn thing and I will send you to the pit of hell.”

In the third year of Michelle Lowe’s relationship with Sigmund Lloyd, the man she had been financially supporting, her family went bankrupt. To save the company, her father tried to force her into an arranged marriage. That very night, she packed up everything she owned, ready to elope with Sigmund. However, when she arrived at the exclusive club where he worked, she saw him elegantly socializing with powerful guests. His refined manners and quiet confidence made him look nothing like the poor young man she’d been supporting for the past three years.

Karina Wilson and Ethan Whitmore had been college sweethearts, who had promised to spend eternity together to prove the strength of their love. Karina has sacrificed her own career and an arranged match by her family to be with Ethan through thick and thin, but all that changes in one night when Ethan’s first love, Katharine, returns to the country and Karina realizes that for five years, Ethan had only considered Karina as a placeholder while he waited for his true love to return. Heartbroken and devastated, Karina returns to her home, agreeing to marry the man that her family had chosen for her. With her fiancé, Michael Hudson, she finally begins to understand the meaning of selfless love and starts to build her life anew. But with Ethan’s life crumpling, he finally realizes that Karina had been the reason he has managed to become who he was today. What happens when Ethan comes back into Karina’s life, begging for a second chance? Will Karina make the same mistake twice or will she finally choose to live for herself and the person who truly loves her?

She mistook him for an escort. He was the one man whom she should have never crossed. A walking danger who wouldn't let her go until he claimed every inch of her soul, mind, and body * Betrayed on the night of her bridal shower, she watched her world collapse after catching her soon-to-be husband in bed with her daughter’s nanny. What followed was even crueler. She was framed for attempted murder and condemned to death on the very day she was meant to become a wife. As if the betrayal was not enough, her daughter, who had never spoken a word, finally found her voice and called another woman “Mum.” That was when the man whom she never expected to meet again, whose fingers had violated her in the wrong place, traded her in exchange for her pack’s deal. The Ruthless Rogue King. And now that he owns her, he would stop at nothing until her body learned to submit to him. She hates him and he is absolutely smitten by her. What would happen when she discovers the dark truth hidden behind Riordan’s ruthless exterior? And when the pack that once betrayed her comes demanding her return, will she go back for the sake of her daughter, or stay with Riordan and face their demons together?

A week after I gave birth via C-section, Mark Whitman invited his friends over to celebrate the birth of our son. The crowd was boisterous—more than a dozen people. Not one of them bothered to remove their dirty shoes. The wooden floor was soon covered in muddy footprints. Mark came into the room and, without a hint of concern, ordered me out of bed. "Everyone's waiting outside. Don't just hide here and rest—you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." I had no choice but to push through the pain, forcing my body to prepare a huge meal for the large crowd, all on my own. When I carried the final bowl of steaming soup to the table, Lily Hoyte—whether intentionally or not—jabbed her hand against the wound on my abdomen. My hand trembled from the sudden pain, and the bowl slipped slightly, spilling the hot soup onto Lily's shoes. Mark's face darkened instantly. "What the heck did you do, Cammy? Lily rushed here right after her plane landed from overseas to see our son, and this is how you treat her?" The crowd quickly chimed in. "Come on, Cammy, no need to be so petty." "Mark and Lily grew up together. If there was really something between them, do you think you'd even be here now?" "Do you even know how much those shoes cost? They're limited edition—easily over ten thousand dollars. And you just ruined them." Lily stood up awkwardly, her eyes misting with tears. "If Cammy doesn't like me," she said softly, "then I'll leave. I don't want to be a bother." But Mark grabbed her hand in an exaggerated display of protection, his voice harsh as he turned to me. "Wipe Lily's shoes clean. Right now." His partiality for Lily made something sharp twist in my chest. My lips quivered as I fought back tears. "The wound on my stomach hasn't healed yet. I can't bend over." At that, his expression grew colder. "Don't use childbirth as an excuse. If you can't bend over, then kneel and wipe them. And if you won't, get out of my house!"

“You want this cock, don’t you?” he whispered, his voice a dark rasp. "Say it." “Yes,” I sobbed, my body trembling. “God, yes.” ------ Chelsea Laurent caught her boyfriend in bed with her best friend. What she didn't expect... was to fall for his father. In an attempt to drink away her sorrows and spend the night with a stranger, she ran straight into the arms of a man whose touch promised the kind of ruin she craved. But before the night could turn into something irreversible, she found out he was no other than her ex boyfriend's father and fled his hotel suite, never expecting to see him again. Until she came face to face with her boss. The stranger from the hotel. Her ex’s father. Leonard Grey, billionaire, ruthless tycoon, and the most dangerous man she could possibly want.

After giving up her home to be with her mate, Alpha Ralph, what Aurora never expected was to be betrayed by him. Broken and dejected, Aurora leaves to find refuge under the protection of Alpha Brian, her mate's sworn enemy, with one thing in mind, Revenge. She would do anything to get back at her mate for hurting her. What happens when she finds out that she is still tied to her mate, even after rejecting him? She is pregnant with his child!

We got caught in a blizzard—me, my fiancé Melvin Dunn, a few of his colleagues, including Sally Blom. Middle of the night, I woke up shaking. My heavy-duty sleeping bag—the one built for minus forty—was gone. In its place? A flimsy summer quilt. Sally was curled up in my bag, fast asleep in Melvin's arms. I shoved him hard. "Why is she in my sleeping bag?" He pulled me aside, whispering, "Keep your voice down. Sally's kinda fragile—she's about to catch a cold. You're strong. You'll be fine." I pointed at my feet, already numb. "So I'm supposed to freeze to death for you two because she's 'fragile'?" He frowned. "God, Peyton, stop being so dramatic. It's just a sleeping bag. Think about the team for once." I laughed, tears slipping down my face. Didn't say another word. Just crawled back into the corner, grabbed the sat phone, and called my brother—Captain of Stormfang Rescue, an elite international search and rescue team. "Hugh, come get me. The coordinates are... Remember—I'm alone."

“I will marry you. I don’t want to marry Camelia. All this time I have only taken advantage of her intelligence.” Those words became a knife that mercilessly tore through her heart. For years, Camelia dedicated her brilliance to building William’s company—saving it from bankruptcy, winning impossible negotiations, and turning failures into success. She believed they were partners in love and ambition. She was wrong. To William, Camelia was not a woman to be loved. She was merely a mind to be exploited. A strategy to be used. A stepping stone toward greater profit.