Star Wars Betrayal Book Novels & Stories

The surrounding crowd began pointing and whispering, their gazes filled with contempt. I watched them perform in silence. Then I raised a hand. My secretary understood immediately and handed me a document. I flung it in their faces. The words "Sibling Severance Agreement" stood out starkly. "I don't have a sister who helps outsiders humiliate her own brother. You should go find the one you really treat as a brother instead." I looked at her with a trace of mockery. "You say you were kidnapped and assaulted, but it didn't look like you resisted much. Yet when it comes to accusing your innocent brother, you seem full of energy."

"Louder." I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat feeling like a jagged rock. "I, Lukas Moretti, hereby agree to enter into a period of total servitude to Jaxson Vane for the duration of 365 days. In exchange for the suppression of legal evidence regarding the Moretti embezzlement case, I surrender all rights to my professional career, my public image, and my personal autonomy." I stopped, the words tasting like ash in my mouth. "This... this is insane, Jaxson. 'Total servitude'? What does that even mean?"

He had them by the necks and I'm guessing Sal was still weak from losing his balls because he looked kinda pale in the moonlight and wasn't putting up much of a fight, unless Travis had worked him a little already. For some reason now that I was faced with them I was more pissed at her than him. She's the one I'd trusted with her, the one whose betrayal cut deep. Sal's fate was already set after what my girl had told me, but this one, she needed special attention. "What the fuck is she doing in that book?" No sense in beating around the bush. From the look of surprise on her face and the noise he made, they weren't expecting that, which meant they had no idea we'd gotten hold of the book.

Here’s Chapter 20 – Echoes of Betrayal for Ghost on the Highway, taking the story to its most intense, emotional, and shocking point yet, with a cliffhanger that will leave readers desperate for the next instalment. --- CHAPTER TWENTY – ECHOES OF BETRAYAL The scrapyard was a war zone. Flames licked the steel carcasses of old cars, sending twisted shadows dancing across the asphalt. Smoke choked the night, curling around everything like a living thing. My chest burnt, every breath a struggle, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t look away. Saint hovered above the wreckage, eyes glowing red, untouchable, like some god of vengeance. And beside him… Elena. Alive. Smiling. The betrayal cut deeper than

"Jinyan, Panni... thank you for the 'Sweet Love.' It was the perfect fertilizer." Panni looked at Jinyan, then at her daughter, who was walking toward the water as if the river itself were her throne. The real betrayal wasn't the twins, the CEO, or the Architect. The real betrayal was the Saint herself. (Watch out for the next chapter)

Perhaps I should just give him a chance to explain himself. I relaxed my body and leaned back into his embrace, feeling aggrieved. He patted me on the head and spoke in an utmost gentle voice. "Why don't you put on the sparkly crystal dress I got you for the bachelorette party tonight?" I nodded obediently. Just as I was about to speak, however, Luca suddenly pulled out a cargo ship passage contract and casually said to me, "Cara Mia, the D'Angelo Famiglia's cargo ship will be arriving at the port tomorrow. Let's sign the passage contract before going to the party."

"Okay cool." After they got through discussing the situation about the robbery, K asked her why she was afraid to give him a chance. " I'm afraid because the last person I was in a relationship with was only in it for personal gain and didn't treat me like I should be treated." " Well you won't have to worry about that with me because I'm a real man not a lil boy." " Just because your a real man you're sayin I shouldn't worry bout you hurting me. No you're wrong even though you are a man that still doesn't mean you won't hurt me. Sometimes things happen unavoidable things, there is no guarantee that you won't hurt me and promises are sometimes broken. If I give you my trust, what's there

The only person, I could bet my whole savings on, that wouldn't be smiling is Adelaide. "I'm happy you told me. It's always good to talk to a friend about these things, even if they don't have the perfect answer." He smiled his thanks and I felt sick to the stomach. Oh, no. Here I was. Lying to two people I cared about. I wasn't only going to hurt Carson, I was going to hurt Morris too. I'd never been one to get attached to anyone but now, and I had always wished I could as easily as people did, but now that it was happening, I hated that it. I hated that I was in this case. I hated that people were trusting me. I hated that others were calling me out. I hated that any decision I made, someo

“Jessica, don’t listen! It’s using the nexus against us, twisting its heart!” But the Betrayer laughed, and the loom pulsed, the crystalline walls shattering to reveal a starfield turned hostile—constellations warping into claws, stars collapsing into voids. The path crumbled, and the group was separated, each trapped in a fragment of the chamber, facing their own tapestry of betrayal. Kade fought a shadow of Jessica, his claws hesitating as it whispered his fear of losing her. Selene battled her own fading light, her spells useless against her doubt. Lucas faced his father’s spectre, its orders to betray them ringing true. Bryan confronted his death, the void promising oblivion.

"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.