Spider-man Betrayed Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She shot a mocking grin my way. “Let me spare you the time. He was with me all night long. Making. Love. To. Me. It was so passionate and he revealed to me, how he despises you and doesn't wish to marry you but has to as his duty to his people. He promised to marry me first and turn you into a sex slave as you can't give birth to a pure Lycan. I'm going to marry him and have his kids, so know where you stand, bitch. I will give you the benefit of staying in this house for a while, under the delusion that you're his actual wife but know that I am his true love. And when it's time, you'll have to pack up your things and leave immediately,” I was seething. I already hated it here and now she ad

“Why help me at all? You said it yourself,you’re Forsaken. You should be with them, with her.” For the first time, something flickered across his scarred face. Not anger. Not mockery. Pain. “I was with her,” he said softly. His voice was low, broken at the edges. “Once. Until I learned what she asks always costs more than what she gives. When you’ve watched your own pack tear itself apart at her command, when you’ve seen your family slaughter each other while she laughed,then you understand.” His golden eyes, so much like Darius’s, caught the moonlight. But they were colder, older. “I am Forsaken, Amara. But not by choice. By betrayal.”

While I was as calm as an undisturbed lake on the surface, beneath me was a troubled sea tossing back and forth with waves of emotion. I wanted to turn around and yell at him to demand answers, to ask when he had stopped loving me and how he could betray me. But I don't care anymore, knowing that he chose to betray me and toss away everything we've built out the window changed nothing. I wouldn't give him the chance to fill my head up with lies. I got Up the stairs, then I heard a heavy thud, and my heart went up to my throat.

Then came the distant wail of sirens, growing louder by the second. Amelia’s heart stopped. She turned and saw him. Her face went pale, eyes wide with horror. “No… not him! The man I love!” she screamed, tears spilling down her cheeks. ⸻ And that’s a wrap, my wonderful readers! 🎉 The Revenge of the Betrayed Bride has taken you on a wild ride of betrayal, revenge, romance, and jaw-dropping cliffhangers. Thank you for reading the story continues in Book Two: The Blood-Stained Vow ~The Return of the Betrayed Heiress.

Jasmine said, sounding weary. The man believed that he had all the charm in the world and for that reason, she would bow to everything he said with all her heart and all her trust. And perhaps once she’d done just that. Given him all her heart and all of her trust, but he’d betrayed her and left her heartbroken and full of regret. She had no desire to ever be in that position again. “So then, what are you going to do?” Jasper was curious about what the woman who looked so much like a child would do to fight back.

"Look at yourself, Clara. I can't even get turned on by looking at you anymore. What did you expect? That I'd make love to a wall?" Those cruel words shattered Clara's world in an instant. She had given Julian everything—her loyalty, her youth, and every part of herself. But as her body changed and she gained weight, the love of the man who had once vowed to cherish her forever disappeared along with it. Day after day, Clara found herself begging for scraps of affection from a husband who could barely bring himself to acknowledge her existence. Then, a ghost from her past stepped back into her life. "You said yes. That means you're mine, Clara." Damon was not joking about the childhood p

I whisper before pulling the large red shirt over my head. "Let go of me! Get off," Jasmine shrieks, and Hank growls. He moves towards the struggling female and slaps her across the face. My mouth falls open as she screams out. "You betrayed us! You betrayed your pack," Hank snarls as he tries to keep from coughing on the poisonous fumes. "I DON'T CARE ABOUT THIS PACK! I CARE ABOUT LOGAN. I DESERVE TO BE BY HIS SIDE AS HIS MATE. SHE DOESNT," Jasmine screams before going into a coughing fit.

Her tone is flat, and unlike her. I raise my eyebrows at her, and give a small, soft laugh. “Okay, Val.” “I mean it.” “If you say so.” “Anton, those are my conditions to yours,” She clarified. This got my full attention. “Are you serious?” “You give me what I asked for, I will do what you asked in return. If you ever let another woman touch you, I will kill her,” Val reiterates. “All or nothing. I will not and cannot live through another betrayal by a man.”

I looked at his message again. We need to talk. Not over text. My throat moved as I swallowed. “What if he remembers something?” I asked quietly. “Like what?” “Something he said.” My stomach dipped slightly. “What did he say last night?” she asked. I hesitated. “He kept mumbling about betrayal. About being heartbroken.” That aligned too cleanly. “And you think that’s about you?” she pressed on. I didn’t answer immediately, but my silence spoke volumes. My phone buzzed again. Another message from Aiden.

Her face flushed, both from anger and embarrassment. The girl finally swam to the edge, climbing out of the pool with her body dripping wet. She grabbed the towel hanging on a chair near the pool and wrapped herself up. “Annoying man,” she muttered as she walked back into the mansion. “One day I’ll make you surrender, Leon De Santos. You’re the one who asked me to come back! So you’ll have to accept my payback! I’ll make you uncomfortable every single day!” Upstairs in his room, Leon stood by the window again, his cigarette nearly finished in his hand. His sharp eyes stared at the pool, now calm again.