Twisted Loyalties Novels & Stories

It is the specific expression of someone who has just finished the longest sentence of their life and can finally be done with it: something between exhaustion and relief and the particular lightness of a thing that has been set down after too long. "I have been trying to decide," he says slowly, "whether the loyalty was real. Whether what I felt for him was real. Whether I was manipulated into it or whether I chose it and the choice happened to serve his purposes." He looks at his hands. "I think the answer is both. I think the loyalty was real and I think he designed the conditions that produced it and I think those two things can both be true without one canceling the other." "Yes," I say

Corvin said, his voice hard as stone. "It is not enough," Tavris insisted. "I have served you for fifteen years. I have followed every order, supported every decision, even when I disagreed. But this?" He gestured at Elowen. "This is madness. And I will not watch you destroy yourself for someone who—" "Who what?" Corvin interrupted. "Say it, Tavris. Finish the accusation." Tavris's hands curled into fists. "Who will betray you the moment it serves his interests. Who is loyal to his people first and you second, if at all. Who brings nothing but danger and division."

“You broke us so we would be strong enough to do your bidding. Don’t expect praise or thanks. You have made enemies this day. Remember, we are your creations. We are your problems. We are who we are because this is what you wanted. You thought you were making warriors, but instead you made Titans. And one day, these Titans will bite back. What reward do you give us to appease our anger?” Selene laughs. “Oh, Iris, I made sure that you couldn’t defeat me. I protected myself.” Iris closes her eyes. Zaphyra- I, Zaphyra Wolf, own my loyalty to Iris Moore and Iris Moore alone. Selene suddenly stops laughing. She feels Zaphyra’s betrayal. “Want to try again?” Iris asks. Mars- I, Mars Wolf, owe my l

Rhea Morreti, the female lead and the daughter of a Sicilian gang member; was meant to be a silent spy and was planted in the Vitale family to dismantle them from within, under the guise of an arranged marriage with Adriano Vitale, the son of a rival gang leader. But when her own brother, Dante, exposes her to further his own agenda, she becomes the scapegoat for a war she never planned to fight alone. Marked for execution, she barely escapes with her life—only to return stronger, deadlier, and carrying a secret that could shake the very foundation of their world. Even though Adriano Vitale never wanted the marriage, he didn’t want Rhea dead, especially since they had fallen for each other.

Thiago mostly. We were sent to take a role as being in high school and it was only supposed to last a couple months. A couple months turned in to a year and here we are, still chasing after Austin and his antics because he's a little snake. To break it down, the schools lover boy Austin Reynolds was part of a rival gang who raped and murdered girls just for not being good at sex. If that wasn't bad enough they also took part in human trafficking with girls as young as 14.

My stomach twisted as I turned to face the man standing at the center of it all. Lorenzo. A man I had fought beside, bled for, trusted without question. He had been a part of our world for years, always there when the bullets flew, when the bodies dropped. And now, he stood before me with a smirk, his gun in hand, but not raised. Not yet. “Why?” The word barely escaped my lips. Lorenzo sighed, tilting his head. “Come on, Elena. You know how this world works. Loyalty is a matter of convenience. And right now? It’s more convenient for me to be on the winning side.”

Sydney smirked, arms crossed like she was already rehearsing her victory. I let my breath out slowly, shaping each word like a blade hidden in silk. “I’ve learned that loyalty is not soft. It isn’t quiet. It isn’t simple. Loyalty is hard. It’s jagged. It asks for pieces of you, and sometimes it takes more than it gives. But when you choose it—when you stay—it defines you.” Nico’s hand squeezed mine where it rested at my side. He was radiant, convinced this was about him, about us. That I was painting him as the man worth staying for.

(THE PROMINENT BOOK) “I AM LOYAL, BUT NOT FAITHFUL, I AM INNOCENT, YET TOO GOOD FOR MY WITS. I MAY LOOK NOBLE AND GENTLE, BUT I AM BEYOND TWISTED. IN THIS WORLD WHERE I DO NOT ORIGINALLY BELONG, I CALL FOR NO ONE, BUT HER. I WANTED NOTHING, BUT HER VERY WORLD, AS I DESIRE FOR HER HEART UNLIKE ANYONE ELSE. I’LL GLADLY PLAY ANY GAME AND TOOK ANY DEAL AS LONG AS I WILL HAVE HER. SO, CAN I SIGN A DEAL?”

"Love? Is there love in betrayal? In abandonment? In manipulation that uses me as a pawn to shake your faith? No. I do not love him. What I want is freedom—to dissolve the bond that ties us together." Mara tilted her head, studying me with cold eyes. "Then swear it here before your own council. Swear you are loyal only to this country. That if the Highest Council grants your bill, you will not falter or change your decision." I pressed my palm flush to the table, steady and unshaken. "I swear it. As long as no hand rises against me, I remain loyal to this land. But if any hand—Alexander's or anyone else's—tries to chain me again, I will not bow. Not to Crescent Moon. Not to him. Not to anyon

Then Vaelreth reached out—not to hurt, but to grip Adrian’s chin, tilting his face upward. “You think this is about ownership,” he murmured. “It isn’t.” “Then what is it about?” Vaelreth’s thumb brushed lightly against Adrian’s lower lip. “Loyalty.” The word landed heavier than any threat. Adrian’s chest tightened. “I haven’t betrayed you.” “Haven’t you?” Their gazes locked. And in that moment, neither of them was entirely sure what the truth was. Vaelreth released him slowly. “Be careful, Adrian,” he said quietly. “There are consequences for divided loyalties.”