Novel & Cerita Traitor Piano Chords

After an explosion in Philadelphia, Mike loses his mother while his fiance, Rose , is at the verge of dying. He vows within himself to take up the fight and put and end to the national crisis. His best friend, Steve who was a brother stood with him in the fight. He goes through too many life seeking encounters in his course to know the truth behind the crisis. But he is stunned by a strange discovery. The head of the secret organization behind the crisis happened to be his biological father who his mother had left pathways to find. Was he going to put an end to his own father? While battling with this reality, he also finds out that his best friend, Steve, was not who he thought him to be. Steve was a traitor who was sent by his father to keep an eye on him. Justice demands that he end his father and best friend, Steve while bond calls on him to do otherwise. While standing at this crossroad, an outbreak of a deadly virus sought to wipe the whole country. Will this be the end of the United States of America? The answer now rested upon his shoulders.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. You just walked out of Boston City Hall looking absolutely radiant. Any special occasion to celebrate?" "I'm getting divorced." "I'm sorry to hear that. Would you mind telling me what happened?" "He's been bedding his late right-hand man's sister. In my art studio, on my yacht, across my private study desk, and even on the grand piano in our living room. He thought I didn't know." "I can't imagine how much this hurts. I'm so sorry for what you're going through. Where are you heading now?" "The hospital. Prenatal checkup." ... The interview went viral within hours for her calm, unflinching recounting of the betrayal and the shocking contrast between her glamorous mafia wife identity and her devastating situation. It didn't take long for netizens to dig out my identity, and the entire world now knows the woman in that video is me. Elena, Donna of the Moretti family. Three years ago, Vincenzo Moretti, the undisputed Don who ruled Boston's underworld with an iron fist, threw me a wedding that made headlines across the nation. Back then, everyone envied me, calling me the luckiest woman alive. But now? That interview had been online for nearly two days, and Vincenzo was still lost in his little love nest. By the time Vincenzo finally bothered to watch the video his men had forwarded to him, I was already in New Zealand. The whole world knew I was leaving Vincenzo Moretti. He was the last person on earth to find out.

My uncle, Jackson Yates, was a born pervert. While studying abroad, he was arrested for harassing female classmates and making lewd comments toward a female teacher. He was expelled and sent back home. After returning to the country, under the protection of my billionaire grandfather, he lived like an emperor, keeping hundreds of lovers in a villa. All of them vied for his attention. One day, he set his sights on my gentle, well-mannered wife—the rumored piano prodigy, Janelle Sanders. “My dear nephew, all because you grabbed your grandpa’s hand during your first birthday party game, the entire family chose you as the future heir. But as long as I don’t agree, you’ll never succeed.” He constantly harassed her, both verbally and physically. Janelle never tolerated it. She reported him to the police several times, resulting in him getting detained. She even scolded him sternly, “Cyril and I grew up together. Uncle Jackson, please remember your place!” Out of respect for his seniority, Janelle usually just reprimanded him coldly and walked away. Two years later, Jackson seemed to change. He took the initiative to manage a subsidiary and handled everything with impressive efficiency. Grandfather was pleased and handed the entire branch over to him. Just when I thought everything had returned to normal… At our son’s one-month celebration banquet, I saw Janelle in the kitchen. She was dressed provocatively as she desperately pressed herself against Jackson. Jackson lifted his head from her chest and gave me a smug smile.

In the three years I date Colin Blanchard, he tests me 99 times. On the 100th time, he sends me to a jock's bed following his secretary's suggestion. This time, I do not resist. I sleep with the jock seven times in one night. Colin berates me for being shameless. He quickly marries his secretary, Chelsea Wright, and deliberately waves their marriage certificate in front of me to provoke me. He taunts, "Tammy, you were just one step away from becoming Mrs. Blanchard. It is your own fault for not holding on. Now it is too late to regret it." Chelsea wraps her arm around him affectionately and says, "Thanks to you, I am able to a wonderful man like Colin. But now that you have lost your chastity and have been dumped by Colin, I am afraid no one in Baywich would want to marry you." What a coincidence. I happened to have registered my marriage just the day before. My husband, Jeremiah Atkinson, is the richest man. Five years later, I take my daughter to a piano competition. By chance, I run into Colin again. Seeing my plain clothes, he comes over to mock me. "Tammy, did you come here today just to see me because you knew I would be here? Stop dreaming. Even if you abandon your burdensome child in front of me today, you are no longer worthy of being with me." I ignore him. In my heart, I am feeling anxious because Jeremiah is still nowhere to be seen. Our daughter is about to perform!

My sister has awakened her mermaid bloodline, but it is incomplete. Her skin is her curse. A single touch, too hard, and it cracks. For her, everything hard in our house has been thrown away. I love to dance, but the hard tips of ballet shoes are forbidden. I love music, but the strings of a guitar or the keys of a piano are too dangerous. Every dream I've ever had has been strangled in its cradle because of my sister's condition. My brother, Liam, who raised us both, always looks at me with tired, pleading eyes. "Elara is fragile, Isla. You have to be understanding." But I was only eighteen the first time I truly understood. I came home from my high school graduation ceremony, the scent of sunshine and excitement still on my clothes. The moment I stepped inside, Elara's hand connected with my cheek. Hard. For no reason at all. Everyone rushed to her. Liam pointed a furious finger at me. "Look what you've done! You've hurt her hand! How could you be so careless?" He shoved me aside and rushed out with Elara to find a doctor. I fell back against the glass coffee table, the impact jarring. And then, a strange, cold pain bloomed across my back. I felt my skin... tear. It was then I remembered the doctor's words from my last check-up: "You carry the Siren's Gene, Isla. It could manifest at any time." As my vision blurred, my own blood pooling on the pristine white floor, I finally understood. The curse wasn't just my sister's. It was mine, too.

Azura was born despised by the wolf race because, in the past, her father was a traitor who caused a disaster for werewolves. She is hated by her kind and thinks that her whole life, she does not deserve to have love from anyone. During one of the missions given to her by the leader, she met Conal; he is an Alpha, a werewolf with immortality, and a brilliant CEO; he is perfect in every way. Whenever Azura was in danger, he showed up and rescued her. Experiencing life and death together, the love of both people has blossomed and burned. For her, Conal is the most precious gift God has given her. He is ready to protect and give her a life she never even dreamed of. The secret of his family's death was revealed when the two were engulfed in happiness. The person who caused Conal to lose his loved ones was none other than Azura's father. Will Conal overcome this shock and ignore the hatred in his heart to continue to love Azura? Or will Conal give up his love for the girl he loves the most to avenge his family?

Overnight, my best friend became the long-lost principessa of the Toscano family. After returning to her family, she transferred all her villas and luxury cars under my name. Even on her deathbed, she made sure to hand over control of the family's dockside trade operations to me. However, I never once visited her grave. Three years after her death, I took her place as the true heiress of the Toscano family and married her former fiancé, Gaspare Volpe, the young heir to the rising mafia family in Damerelli, the Volpes. Everyone called me a social climber and an ungrateful traitor, but I did not care. I obeyed the womanizing Gaspare without question. When he called me to bring condoms for his hookups, I moved like my life depended on it. I became the laughingstock of Damerelli, someone everyone looked down on. Five years later, on the anniversary of my best friend's death, I slit Gaspare's throat at her grave. "From the very beginning, I came for revenge."

She was a goddess… until she chose love.Aylin, daughter of the Moon Goddess, defies fate itself to save the life of Alpha King Kael, the man she believes is her destined mate. In doing so, she gives up everything: her powers, her immortality, and her home in Olympus.For a while, it feels worth it.Until the man she saved becomes the man who destroys her.Cast aside, humiliated, and publicly rejected, Aylin is branded a traitor and hunted like prey. With no powers, no allies, and nowhere to run, her only crime was loving the wrong man.But fate isn’t finished with her yet.Dorian is a rogue Alpha, a feared bounty hunter who lives in the shadows and kills without hesitation. When he’s offered a fortune to capture Aylin, he accepts—unaware that the fragile, broken woman he’s hunting is the key to a war that could tear kingdoms apart.She gave up her divinity for love.Now, she must decide if she’s willing to burn the world to take it back.And this time… she won’t fall alone.

BOOK 1 "When I finally take you Seraphina, it will not be vanilla. You will beg, you will claw at my skin, and lastly your heart..... it'll cease to beat for you, and just for me." His fingers curled around her wrist, guiding her hands to caress the sides of his face. "Don't you want it?" Her heart pounded against her chest, She couldn't even fathom the word, no. _____ In a world ruled by four supernatural factions, Lucian Valemont, the last pure blooded Lycan, reigns with ruthless power and a heart forged in frost. Seraphina Noir, the last of the fire-born witches, is delivered to his feet in chains, branded a traitor, stripped of her magic, and burning with vengeance. She blames him for everything that had gone wrong. While, He sees her as a threat he should eliminate. But the moment their eyes meet, fate stirs. She was supposed to be his enemy and he was meant to be her executioner. But a feeling, ancient pulses between them, it is dark, forbidden, and dangerously tempting. What began with chains and hatred sparks into obsession. And what should have ended in blood.....ignites into fire. One that can't help but consume them.

She destroyed their pack. Now they’ve come to claim her. —— After months of isolation, bullying, and a husband who kept choosing his duties over her, Keren Voss did the unthinkable to survive. She betrayed her mate, reported his pack to the Lycan Council for trafficking, and ran away with his unborn heir. Life was beautiful until her son started exhibiting his alpha genes too early and her mate’s twin brother tracks her down. But instead of threats, he comes with a terrifying truth: enemies are hunting her son, and the only safe place for him is back to the pack and mate she betrayed. Surrounded by a pack that views her as a traitor and deadly conspiracies, she has to find a way to survive, protect her son. Keren has one plan: divide the twin Alphas who claim her and use their desire against them. But Ford Vale is no longer the man who failed her. And Fabian Vale? He was never hers to begin with… until now. As secrets unravel, enemies close in, and a dangerous bond refuses to die, Keren finds herself trapped in a game where control is everything.