Who Betrayed Percy Jackson

Seorang lelaki yang trauma karena masa lalu dikhianati oleh kekasihnya, mendapat surat misterius dari masa depan dan bertanya-tanya siapa sipengirim surat karena apa yang ditulis selalu benar dengan apa yang akan atau telah terjadi, dan sipengirim surat tersebut adalah dirinya dimasa depan. Apakah yang terjadi? Kenapa pria tersebut mendapatkan surat dari dirinya dimasa depan?

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

My husband, Damien, loved me deeply—so deeply it felt like I was his whole world. Everyone said he was the perfect husband. Yet, he betrayed me. Not once, not twice, but three times. The first time was three years ago. His closest friend, Aaron, died saving him. Damien kept it from me and secretly married Aaron’s girlfriend, Vivian—on paper. I was heartbroken and ready to leave him. That night, he sent her abroad and fell to his knees, begging me. “Estelle, Aaron gave his life for me. I must take care of his widow. That marriage certificate is just a promise of security for Vivian. Once I’ve avenged Aaron, I’ll divorce her. The only woman I love is you.” I forgave him. The second time came the following year. At a press conference, Damien publicly introduced Vivian as the Mafia leader’s wife. He pulled me aside to explain. “Vivian is the only daughter of the Young family—the Mafia. Our two families joined forces for one reason only: to get revenge for Aaron. I’ve already made arrangements with her. Once we’ve dealt with our enemies, I’ll divorce her and marry you right away.” Once again, I believed him. Then came the third time. Someone drugged Damien at a banquet, and he spent the night with Vivian. He hid it from me until just two weeks ago, when I caught him at the hospital, sitting beside her during a prenatal checkup. That was when I finally learned the truth. He lowered his head, unable to meet my eyes, and spoke in a low voice. “Estelle, it was an accident. Once she gives birth, I’ll send her away. My parents will raise the child, and I swear—neither of them will ever appear in your life again.” In the name of love, Damien pushed me to compromise again and again. Yet now I know. There’s no future left for us. It’s time for me to walk away.

Her life had been perfect once—a child on the way, the loving husband she thought she had, and being the Luna of the powerful Northern Range Pack. Then the cruel deception: finding husband and sister together and then the child taken from them. Shattered and banished to the edge of pack territory, Elena waits out a languid death. Fate, though, plays different hands when the infamous Alpha Lykan Blackwood knocks on the door and presents an old blood debt. Learning of the betrayal of Elena's husband James, Lykan takes Elena as payment instead of Elena's treacherous sister—the woman she was pledged to. Pressed into the harsh life of the Black Mountain Pack as their reluctant Luna, Elena is shocked to learn surprising secrets about her past and why she is childless. As dangers to his position multiply and Elena faces demons of the past, they create an uneasy partnership and then something more as their connection takes hold. In a world where loyalty is paid dearly and love more dearly, can traumatized souls heal one another? Or will the promise of treachery destroy their happiness when Elena's former pack returns to take back what they once relinquished?

"Lucian, who is she?!" "She is a surrogate?! She is carrying my child." "What?! Surrogate?!" “Yes，Astra will be living with us from now on!” ...... My husband, Lucian, the Alpha of the Crystal Blood Moon pack, urgently needs an heir. I have a wonderful marriage, but my only regret is that the Moon Goddess still hasn't blessed me with a child after five years of being together. But I haven't given up hope yet! Today is Lucian's birthday. I've baked a cake and bought a sexy lingerie. We are going to have a passionate night, and maybe tonight, I'll finally conceive! Knowing he could be here soon, I lit the room with scented candles, and there, the doorbell chimes. Excited, I rush to open it, only to find Lucian standing there with a pregnant woman.  

BLURB Loser! You will only cause calamity in our pack and the only punishment that serves you is death! How did finding her mate landing her to being the enemy of the pack, Leena couldnt believe and understand how her Alpha twisted the entire story and made her look like a traitor before her family and pack members. She was banished and almost assaulted - fortunately, she crashed into some storms who were willing to help her but there are conditions until she found out that their kingdom was her true kingdom and they were also her mates!

The image of him being happy and loving with my best friend felt like betrayal. It felt like he had launched a knife into my heart while I was struggling to breathe. How could he betray me this way? How could he betray me with my best friend? I felt cold. "You said you loved me." I cried out and brushed the tears running down my face away. He stared at me, and the coldness in his eyes mirrored the one his mother always had for me. "That was my greatest mistake." ... Once Imela believed love was enough, now not anymore. Love was just another lie that the weak believed in to keep them from seeing the truth.

He promised to come back, and he did. But he came back with another woman… and a royal letter. Ravena had waited faithfully—holding his pack together, taking care of his father, and ruling alone for a year. But when Alpha Lucien returned from war, he brought his fated mate with him… and told Ravena to fund their wedding. Humiliated and betrayed by the very household she saved, Ravena asked for only one thing: a divorce. And when she walks out again, it isn’t as a Luna. It’s as a Princess. Crowned by the King himself, Ravena is done waiting, done weeping, and done playing their game. But beneath everything going on, something darker simmers. Her family’s death wasn’t fate—it was betrayal. And someone in the kingdom made sure the truth stayed buried. Now, Ravena wants answers and vengeance. But when war threatens the realm and she decides to fight only one man dares to walk beside her on the battlefield. Prince Evander. Cold-eyed. War-marked. Dangerous. And drawn to her in ways no one dares name aloud. Will he be her sword? Or her downfall?

My adopted daughter, Phoebe Marsh, possessed an evil ability. Whenever she got hurt, the pain would also be inflicted directly on my biological daughter, Maisie Shaw. She deliberately hurt herself, covering her body with wounds and bruises. Then, she would turn around with cold eyes, watching Maisie writhe on the floor in agony until she passed out from the pain. With no medical solution available, I broke down and held Maisie close, begging my husband, Brandon Shaw, to send Phoebe away. However, he would erupt in fury. "It's obviously Maisie who's been faking illness for attention, and you're making up this ridiculous story to get rid of Phoebe. She's just a fragile, helpless child. How can you be so vicious?" After that, Phoebe escalated her self-harm even more viciously. Meanwhile, Maisie spent every day curled up in the corner of her bed, refusing to let anyone touch her. On Maisie's birthday, Phoebe threw herself from the fifth floor. Just as Maisie was blowing out her candles and making a wish, she suddenly began bleeding from all her facial orifices, and she died instantly. Yet, Phoebe only suffered minor scrapes. I died from overwhelming grief shortly after. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to Phoebe's first day in our home. Maisie was playing with her Legos when she suddenly clutched her ankle and started crying. This time, I grabbed the broom from behind the door and swung it toward Maisie, shouting, "I'll beat you up for faking illness and seeking attention!"

For the sake of the man she loved, a beautiful girl named Giselle Gaberilia gave up all of her parents’ assets to her boyfriend, Dirly Dacthon—until she was left with nothing at just 19 years old. How unlucky! Giselle even caught her lover making love to another woman. Feeling betrayed and deceived by Dirly, she accepted an offer from a middle-aged woman to marry her son—who turned out to be a Mafia King. The marriage would only last for one year, and during that time, Giselle must make the man fall in love with her. At the same time, she devises a plan to take revenge on her ex-lover and reclaim everything that rightfully belongs to her. Will Giselle succeed in getting her revenge on Dirly? And will she manage to make the devil fall in love with her?