Revenge For Betrayal Novel Novels & Stories

I am his daughter. Slowly, I started to remember some things from my past which helped me to confirm who I really am. Until all of my memories came back. Kelly Garcia. She was my friend back in college. When Greval dumped me, I promised myself that I will make him pay for what he has done. And Nieva... I will make sure that I will get my revenge.

The second one was another throwback of Isla helping Vanessa move into her apartment during her days of financial struggles. And then, the third one captured Isla giving Vanessa a job at Nate's workplace, elevating her when she had nothing. After the pictures, the article went further to narrate how Vanessa had repaid this human angel that was Isla. “The repayment was with the coldest of betrayals, Vanessa the ingrate had stolen her friend's husband, her marriage after everything.” Vanessa’s breath stopped short, and she felt her skin burning like a furnace. As if the universe had conspired to destroy her completely, there was a final piece to seal everything;

“It worked!” Marco chuckled at the copy of the data he had access to. He didn't care what Jeremy would do after finding out what he had done. This was all for the sake of a better life for his family, especially his son's life. His son must have happiness without any shortcomings. Marco looked at the file on his desk. The file with all the evidence of the cheating he had done. Marco just smiled and took the file. “I know you are disappointed with my betrayal, but since you have also made my life worse, please accept my revenge. However, even though you are not the real culprit who ruined my life, that person is your father who made Evelyn leave me in the first place.”

She gave herself to him while you bled for her. I clenched my jaw, forcing back the scream rising in my throat, And then the memories hit me. Cara’s face. Cara’s trust. Cara’s blood. I betrayed her. I left her for this woman. I killed her—my own wolf howled the truth in my ears—we killed her, we destroyed everything good inside us, for her. And this is what I get, Rage surged through me like wildfire. My wolf snapped and snarled inside my chest, demanding vengeance, demanding blood. She will pay. She will answer for this betrayal. His fury made my body tremble, my vision blur with red.

Selene pressed her hands over her ears, rocking slightly, but the voice dug deeper, merciless. “You’ve been blind, Selene. Blind and weak. And the longer you pretend otherwise, the longer you remain his fool.” “No!” Her voice broke, but the denial rang hollow, even to her own ears. The woman’s eyes blazed with something darker than anger. “Your husband betrayed you with Scarlett Vale. The only question left is what you’re going to do about it.” “That’s not the truth! Stop it!” Selene panted, dragging her hands down her face and through her hair, her breath ragged.

If I soften too early, if I fold in the face of a man’s sorrow, I may hand him the leverage he needs to undo everything. I cannot let that happen. I will test him the way the law will test him: with facts, witnesses, and records. If he truly wants to repair this, he will accept that scrutiny. Revenge is a defensive strategy. It is the only language available to someone who was rendered invisible in a previous life. I sit on the bed and breathe, counting the small practicalities. That is the work I have to do. The rest… the personal wishing, the hunger for a version of the man I loved… has to be managed and contained.

He did whatever his mother told him. And because I loved him, I let it go as long as it wasn’t too much. However, I never imagined that even in something like this, he’d side with his family to deceive me. He had completely betrayed my trust. Just then, as the cameraman following us finally lowered his gear, Mira suddenly lunged forward, snatched up the camera, and smashed it hard against the ground. She pulled out a knife and held it to her neck. “Fine! You think you’re so tough? I won’t make you pay me back. But listen, what happened today stays here. Nobody messes with the money I made online!

"She's throwing another tantrum, isn't she? She did the same thing last time—took off the monitor just to threaten me. Unbelievable. Even with lives on the line, she still plays games like this. "Go. Find her. Bring her in and draw the blood. I don't care how you do it. Even if she tries to use that bastard child in her belly to bargain, ignore her." At the word "bastard," my soul—already detached from my body—wavered. My nails dug deep into my ghostly palms as I watched him, face tense with irritation, giving out orders. Not a trace of sorrow. Not even a flicker of regret. I closed my eyes. Tears slid silently down my cheeks.

"Tell us the story one last time. The beginning. The story of The Betrayal." I smiled. "You know it by heart, Zen." "We want to hear it from you," he said. "So we never forget." And so, I told them again. I told them about the shy girl named Cici who became Elena. I told them about the cold monster who became the loving King. I told them about the pain, the tears, the blood, and the war. But most importantly, I told them about the love that conquered all. I told them how we were betrayed, how we were hurt, but how we chose to forgive and build something better.

They looked up. "I'll give you two pieces of privacy," I started to leave. "Wait." Leighton's voice stopped me. "Sophia. I need... I need to say something." I waited. "I can't apologize enough. For what I did to you. The poisoning. The betrayal. Everything before the Cult even got to me. That was all me. My choices. My cruelty." "I know." "I was so focused on being a strong alpha. And it cost me everything." "Yes. It did."