Why Did Graves Betray 141 Novels & Stories

"I was so wrong. "If there's another life…" He paused, his voice dropping low. "I'll treat you right. I'll trust you. I'll protect you. I won't let you suffer again." Too bad there wasn't another life. A strong pull wrapped around me. My body felt lighter, like I was being drawn out of this world. Before I disappeared completely, I took one last look at the man in front of my grave. Above his head, the number 100 was clear as day.

Twice he crossed paths with Bain, but his friend had learned nothing, either. With less than an hour of darkness left, he headed for the cemetery that was the rumored source of the zombies. The graveyard was well-guarded, telling him the rumors were probably true. He remained hidden far back from the illuminated area and carefully surveyed the scene. He counted forty graves that had been dug up—whether the digging had occurred from above the ground or below he couldn’t tell. There were no signs of any heavy equipment having been used in the graveyard, so he leaned toward the idea that the corpses had dug themselves out. The alternative—that a large group of diggers had uncovered the graves t

With their reputations in ruins and nothing left to their names, they would have a hard road ahead even after serving their sentences. At last, everything was settled, and the grudges from my last life were finally avenged. I let out a quiet breath, knowing that the plans I had carried for 18 long years could finally come to an end. Kristan came over and pulled me into a hug. "Since Aidan just won Best Actor and has a busy schedule, how about we take a few days abroad?" I hugged him back and nodded. Kristan was the same boss who had believed in me in my last life. His brother had passed unexpectedly, leaving behind baby Aidan.

And now he was there, where he could be with his brother and his father. The voice recorder had recorded the entire conversation Levi and Rose had had with April, where she confessed everything she knew, everything she did, and all the things that led her to where she was. Rose and Levi could see that it was late for Levi to make her heart fall in love with him. Levi understood that April was totally in love with Lucian Sadharthe, the Son of Hades, the man they’d been looking for during the last two years.

"Four's mother, Her grave, There is a massive explosive device planted at the cemetery, Timed to detonate today," My mind raced, Today, I pulled out my phone and checked the date, My stomach dropped, It was the anniversary of Four's mother's death, He visited her grave every year without fail, "Four go to the cemetery today," I said, "Yes, at ten o'clock, He is predictable, Carver counted on that, The bomb is under her headstone, When four kneel to pay respects, it detonates, He dies at his mother's grave, Poetic revenge,"

“Harrison’s been trying to reach me. Something’s wrong.” Elena turned toward him, eyes narrowing. “Wrong how?” “He didn’t say. Just that it was internal. Someone we trusted.” The words fell heavy between them. After everything with Victor and Dante, betrayal had become a theme in their lives. But this time, it wasn’t an outsider. It was someone inside Graves Enterprises—someone who had been feeding intel, exposing vulnerabilities, and possibly even playing both sides. Elena leaned back against the seat. “It never ends, does it?”

The second I signed the final page, Walter finally broke. He stumbled forward, and for the first time in his life, his tone sounded desperate as he pleaded with me, "Come on, Mitchell. You're a big-shot CEO now. Why are you taking it out on us ordinary folks? Just leave the elevator alone, alright? I'm begging you…" He kept running his mouth, trying to guilt me into relenting. But I cut him off with a question. "Mr. Grady, do you have any idea where your son, Jonathan Grady, is working these days?"

Lucian crossed the room in three strides. He didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t scold. He placed a hand at the small of her back, palm warm, grounding her so thoroughly her knees nearly gave. “I’ve got you,” he murmured. Her breath steadied instantly. “Okay,” Talia said, squaring her shoulders. “Here’s the truth. All of it.” She told them everything. Elias Graves. The land. The visions. Sera. The binding. Seraphine. Alina and Casius. The portal. The risk. The promise of an end—and the very real possibility of betrayal.

she added, almost too quietly, “found out what they were doing. What the Wards had buried in the trust. He wanted to expose them. Days later, he was dead. Heart attack, they claimed.” Lucas stared at her. “And you believed that?” “I believed enough to stay quiet,” she said. “I wasn’t going to lose you too.” He sat back, shaken to his core. “Why now?” She turned, reached for a leather folder on the table. Held it out to him. “Because you’ve already chosen him. So go into that war armed.” Lucas took it, hands trembling. The folder was old. The edges cracked. Inside were letters. Photographs. Legal documents, brittle and yellowing with time. At the bottom of one page, handwritten in ink:

Monique asked as everyone was silent. “There could be so many killings that it might be recorded?” Ciel asked. “Or did the current handler die? And most of it wasn't recorded? There are loopholes as well.” Cedric said. Paxton cleared his throat and looked at Caleb. “How do you know about it, Caleb?” “What?” He asked. “That vault. You pointed it to me. Only the blood of Daniel can unveil it. And you also trusted me?” “Well,” Caleb shrugged. “Bella’s grandfather told me about it.”