Novel & Cerita Tangerine Dream Betrayal

The wind whispered with secrets as the moon hung low, veiled by shifting clouds like uncertain truths cloaked in shadow. Veyra jolted upright in her bed, her breaths ragged and shallow, her body slick with sweat. The dream—no, the vision—still burned behind her eyes, a flickering ember that refused to die. A betrayal. A hand plunged into her chest, metaphorically or perhaps truly, because in the vision, she had felt everything. Felt the sting of the bond breaking. Felt the sorrow choking her like a collar tightened by trust turned to poison.

" Ian still had on the same silver-gray suit from before, but it was now stained and filthy. His hair was a mess, and his eyes were bloodshot. Honestly, if Ian had paid even the slightest attention to the answers he copied onto his own answer sheets, he would've noticed something was wrong much sooner. Unfortunately, he trusted Shirley too much, just like I had trusted her in my previous life. "Ian, trust me! Repeat the year next year, and I promise I'll help you get into Alpheno College! If not next year, then the year after!" The moment Shirley repeated the exact same words she once told me, something inside Ian finally snapped.

At the main table, Jason was completely frozen. He finally realized. I had already secured Early Admission. So why did I even take the college entrance exam? Because I had promised him we’d finish high school together. I had been accompanying him. And he, calculating for Summer, had held my exam ticket, shamelessly suggesting I repeat a year. A wave of unnameable regret and shame instantly washed over him.

“Who paid you to leave me?” The words hung between us. I opened my mouth. And nothing came out. My throat closed on its own. My body had apparently decided for me. No. My heart was pounding so hard I was certain he could hear it. I could still recall the words whispered into my ear so many years ago. Deadly words. Deadly calm. If you ever say my name. He dies. I swallowed hard. “I can’t,” I whispered. Ethan’s jaw locked instantly. I saw it. The flicker of disappointment. The shadow of betrayal. The armor of anger sliding back into place.

Betrayed by her mate. Rejected by her pack. Condemned to die. Selene Blackmoor was supposed to be Luna. Instead, she became a servant in her own pack mocked for being an orphan and treated as if she never belonged. The final blow comes when her Alpha mate, Kael, chooses her best friend over her and allows the pack to brand her a traitor. On the night of her execution, Selene escapes with nothing but her shattered heart and a burning desire for revenge. She swears she will never bow to anyone again. But beyond the borders of her pack, dangerous secrets begin to unfold. The enemy Alpha she was raised to hate may be the only person willing to stand by her side. Even more shocking, Sele

I’m nothing but a measly slave. At least the last time a man betrayed me I was Luna and I left with his two eyes. Some days I have nightmares about how he yelled when I plucked out his eye balls. His voice echoes in my head and it’s like I’m back in his room again. I feel the blood trickle down my hands and I hear the sound of my heart beating against my chest. I deeply regret doing that to him, especially since it didn’t numb the feeling of betrayal he left me with and sometimes I wonder what would have become of me now if I didn’t agree to be Winter Armstrong.

Now, he had Everly and Peyton. “So, what is the verdict? Is she the Next Fate?” he asked curiously. I nodded my head and poured us both a drink. I tossed mine back in one go and sagged into my chair. “That is great news. What happened? Are you not happy for her?” he asked. He passed me his drink because he could tell that something was definitely wrong with me, so I tossed his back as well before I met his eyes. “I am incredibly happy for Emmaline. She is also very pleased that she was bestowed this honor. She explained to me what she saw in her last nightmare. I knew that it had to do with Lenora, but I never anticipated what I learned and never thought such betrayal was possible.”

But amidst the tender memories, a darker image emerged, one that I couldn't escape—the night of my betrayal. I saw her standing before me, her eyes filled with hurt and disbelief as she uncovered the truth. Isadora, the woman I had pledged my heart and soul to, had been betrayed by the very man she trusted. It was a wound I had inflicted upon her, one that might never fully heal. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched that moment play out in my mind's eye. I wanted to reach out, to tell her how sorry I was, to beg for forgiveness. But in this dreamlike state, I was powerless to change the past.

My face scrunched up in confusion at the betrayal even as I coughed up blood and fell to the ground. “You bastard. What did you just do?” I whispered and my shock grew when instead of begging or refuting his actions, the doctor who was supposed to be my ally smiled. “How does it feel to be betrayed, Cassius?” Damien said with a victorious smile that made me growl at Mark. “You will pay for this, traitor. I swear that you will pay for betraying me.” Squatting in front of me, the doctor smiled and shook his head. “No, Cassius. I am finally going to be free of you. My time of being your puppet, doing dirty work over and over again for you is over. Damien and Amelia are going to live well, free

Lisa, her gaze a mix of fear and regret, stammered, "Lucas, please, let us explain." But the explanation was a distant plea in the face of my rising fury. "I gave you everything. And this is how you repay me? With lies and deceit?" "Lucas," that man suddenly appeared from behind Lisa, his face a mask of guilt. "I'm sorry, man. It was a mistake." My heart sank as I realised the truth of their betrayal. I lunged at him in anger. The night echoed with the sounds of our struggle. David, unable to match my strength, crumpled under the relentless assault. Lisa, her eyes wide with horror, tried to intervene, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.