Percy Jackson Fanfiction Betrayal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Darius stood mere feet away, his scar glowing as he struggled against my curse. “Help her,” present-day Aria whispered, tears streaming down her face. “Please.” But he didn’t. The rogues struck the final blow, and her past self collapsed, her lifeless body crumpling to the ground. Present-day Aria screamed, the sound raw and guttural, as she relived the agony of her death. --- I stepped closer, my voice low and hypnotic. “You see now, don’t you? Even the strongest bond can be broken. Even the one you love the most can betray you.”

The saddest thing about betrayal was that it never really came from our enemies, rather from people whom we thought we could really trust the most. "I repeat. Did you do this to him, Mr. Chevalier?" Zoey asked once more and she even pulled the poor inmate beside her and Zamantha. That action alone triggered Dionysus' raging anger once more. He was currently squinting his eyes at the way Zoey's hands were holding the inmate's arm as if it was the most grievous sin for Zoey to ever commit. "Answer me, Dionysus Chevalier. Are you deaf? Or, your arrogance made you a mute as well?"

Jerney's hands tightened around the glass as he took a sip of the whiskey, feeling the burn as it went down. "I just found out that Clea was the one who betrayed Becca," he confessed, his voice heavy with emotion. "She pretended to be her friend while secretly feeding information to Alex. How can I trust her after this? How can I move forward knowing she's capable of such deceit?" Alpha Terzic leaned back in his chair, considering Jerney's words carefully.

“Are you seriously that delusional? That is not by far the biggest betrayal here and you know it, but if you want to be the victim once again, then so be it. I don’t care, and I don’t have the time. You are staying by my side until I tell you otherwise, and Elisa has helped me with a spell to make sure it stays that way. You can’t move out of eyesight without passing out, so I would be careful if I were you.” He turns his back on me again and takes up packing the last things once again. I sit down on his bed, my head reeling from every bit of information he has given me. Not only has he betrayed me, but Elisa has as well. What in the realm is wrong with people these days? Why can’t a girl tr

Then I turned and left without another word. Because if I stayed longer— I wasn’t sure I’d still be calm. The Choice I didn’t tell Freya. I could have. Maybe I should have. But when I found her later sitting quietly with her journal resting loosely in her hands, her eyes half-closed from exhaustion… I knew. She was barely holding herself together. Another betrayal— Another confirmation that someone inside this family wanted to hurt her— It would shatter what little peace she had left. So I swallowed the truth.

He walk across the room and mumbling to himself, “It’s all her fault, she is the one for whom everyone leaving me, I’ll make sure Isabella pays for what she’s done, she will regret the day she ever crossed me.” Mia is walking alone in the street. And, “Oh God, what have I done? I’ve betrayed Isabella, my own sister, the person who’s always been there for me, she care for me, she loved me unconditionally and how do I repay her? By betraying her trust, by siding with the person who’s been trying to destroy her. Brandon, the man I love, the man whose child I’m carrying right now, and what he did for me, kick me out of his house just because I said truth, he is cruel, heartless. Its unbearable,

My heart skipped a beat at his arrogance. “Selene will never let you use her or her baby,” I said confidently. I didn't know Selene; we weren't friends. In fact, she was collateral damage, but I was sure she wouldn't make it easy for Greco. However, I knew he could break anyone. He did it to Izan himself. “She'll do what I tell her to do. After I kill Izan and terrorize her, she'll give in easily,” Greco said with such confidence that for a moment I believed him.

He wouldn’t betray me. But then who? My mind races, replaying every interaction, every word spoken. It might be anyone. And that’s what terrifies me the most. The concept that someone we’ve trusted, someone who has been with us through everything, could be the one tearing us apart from the inside. The treachery feels too close, too personal, and it left me reeling. Marco’s voice cuts through the silence, strong and decisive. "We’re going to find out who it is," he continues, his tone dangerously calm. "And when we do, they’ll regret ever crossing me."

“But I will look, and I won’t say anything untoward. All right?” “That will be all right,” she agreed, giving my hand one last squeeze before letting go. At least we could both recognize a stalemate when we reached one. I stepped to the side, allowing my mother to gather her jacket before walking off the plane. I followed her and a moment later, my beta, Bane, fell into step behind me. Both he and my chief financial officer at Silverstreak Motors, Tala, had the good manners to pretend they hadn’t witnessed any of that conversation.

I was tugging my hand trying to break the chain from the cuffs but it was useless, I was the fake sex toy cuff, but a real stainless steel kind, "Doesn't make sense Anthony, save your strength, I've tried", I could hear the sad news in her voice. "I can't believe none of this bullshit right now, I feel so betrayed by you and then there is Natz and Brad, don't you guys know what loyalty means?!, we are going to die because of things your fucking forefathers did, and I have to pay for sins I never knew I was apart of, I swear to god! This wedding is off is we survive this, we are so fucking done",