Why Did Graves Betray 141 Novels & Stories

Allison asked, then looked at me. Tito nodded before speaking again. "Stefano is my best friend, but he betrayed me. We had a business together, but he robbed me and took Annie away from me. He made up a story that caused Annie to leave me," he continued to say. "I endured the hardship for a long time because I didn't want to lower my pride just to get back to Adie. Until I couldn't take it anymore, I killed Stefano," he added, causing my eyes to widen.

"Neither you, nor me is stupid enough to believe this lie, April. You were his shrink, you must have known why he wanted her." "Why do you care? They are married now, don't meddle in their life when you can't accept Red with her real name." She mocked. "Ours was a different story, definitely not concerning you." "Then why involve me in this one?" She smirked. "All four of us are interconnected." "More like a web, Mr Grave." She scoffed. "And now it's time for you to join my part." "And what if I refused?" "I will simply force you." He said deadpanned, making April's heart skip a beat but she never showed it.

The situation with Millicent only heightened it. But Zanhoden knew Sarim, while forced to accept the Millicent’s defection, had never let it go. Afterward, he had staged a personal vendetta against the Imvuras and began his campaign to have them seen as Anglo-vaxen wannabees. The Imvuras were watched by other Taalib Dumas. They were deemed as untrustworthy and disloyal. Sarim was responsible for that, just like he was responsible for Millicent’s death. He couldn’t prove it, but he had remained suspicious about the circumstances surrounding her death. When he received a note after her funeral saying "You should have never taken her from me. If you hadn’t, she may have be alive;" he knew Sarim

My life has been a wreck since then and it would never get better. Every day I wish for death, or at least a chance to go back. Yes, the curse in the Nnaji bloodline was a painful one, but what I did to Jaclyn eat me up the most. She trusted me and I broke that trust. She loved me and I used it against her. A part of me died that night and I thought I would get it back in time, but so far I haven’t. Perhaps this is what I deserve. I betrayed her, after all. That was the plan all along, but the plan changed after I realised I loved her despite Bella, my mate. I wanted to hide her away from everyone. I wanted to keep her to myself and protect her.

Everything that happened was his own doing, yet he still had the audacity to blame someone else. In the comments, viewers were cursing him, calling him insane and deranged. "Is this guy actually crazy? Digging up a grave is illegal!" "I've seen some wild things, but this? This is next-level insanity." "@BaymontSecurity @BaymontPolice, arrest him already!” - Before long, my phone rang. It was the police, asking me to come to the scene and assist with the situation. By the time I arrived, Lily's grave had already been half-excavated. Part of the coffin was exposed.

had always been herself. Tabitha had known about Summer from the very start. In the past two weeks, all of Tabitha's strange behavior, every little sign he had ignored, now hit him like a storm. She had been planning her departure all along, and he hadn't noticed a thing. A sharp, bone-deep pain spread from his chest through his entire body. At 22, Kieran had only had eyes for Tabitha. He had promised himself he would never betray her. Yet, at 29, he had done exactly that.

I had four days left before the poison consumed my organs entirely. All I wanted was to spend whatever time I had left with the woman I loved, but I could not reach her. The next day, I learned that Enzo Marchetti, the first love she had never forgotten, had returned from overseas. "Let's get divorced. The love of my life is back." I clutched my chest as a searing pain tore through it. "I'm at the family hospital. I've been poisoned. The doctors won't let me leave.” Her voice turned sharp and cruel. "I don't care if you're poisoned or dying. Even if you drop dead the next second, you need to come back and sign the papers." The last trace of warmth inside me went cold. I answered calmly,

I told him with a small smile, trying to reassure him, but he held a strong look of doubt as we both sat down on a little wooden bench, away from any prying ears. “So, what about the others that were apparently hauled along on carts? The guards said it looked like you collapsed from pulling them all the way here. They said that when the gates opened, you looked as though you didn’t even know what you were doing or where you were! What the hell happened out there?” “Well, we were betrayed, again!” “By who?” “Our friend Zach”. “The guy from the camp? The one that came to the burials?” He asked, as his mind started to piece together the traitor.

“That bastard. I swear when we figure out who he is, I'll have so much fun drilling a hole through his spine.” I rolled back to my desk, heart pounding like a caged beast, and flipped open the encrypted tablet on my desk. The screen flickered to life, displaying the city map with layers of safehouses, tunnel systems, and red zones marked off. I pulled up the feed Jonah—or Marco—had given us. The Graveyard. A location buried under two blocks of condemned territory. A place supposedly wiped out in a fire ten years ago. Too forgotten. Too perfect. I zoomed in.

“I tried. I tried everything—” His eyes found mine, but they weren’t his anymore. “You knew,” he said. “You always knew I was going to die.” I shook my head violently. “I didn’t! I don’t believe that! I—” The field shifted suddenly. Gravestones. All around me. Dozens. Hundreds. All of them blank except one. I turned. Zarek’s name. His full name carved into stone. Beneath it, a single word: BETRAYER.