Romans & histoires A Heart Of Desire And Deceit

Immediately my both feet were outside the room, I took a deep breath and tried to control the dramatic beating of my heart. I rapidly walked away from the door and into the corridor. My rapid heart rate matched the clicking of my heels on the floors as I picked up my pace, feeling a growing desire to get out of Declan’s territory as soon as possible. I hated myself for letting my raw ambition push me into making a deal with the devil. I felt only disgust when I remembered how eager I was to have him on my side after discovering just how desperate and ambitious he was to be the Alpha King. The cliché saying turned out to be right. Nobody is less deserving of something than the person who want

“and I know you feel the same way about me. Your lips may be lying right now, but your eyes don’t lie.” “You’re seeing what only you want to see. I don’t love you. Not anymore.” Desiree whispered back, wishing her voice held more conviction. “I don’t believe you.” Gerald insisted. “But even if I did, I won’t allow you to commit the mistake of marrying a man like Liam Vidal. That man is not who you think he is, Desiree. He has been deceiving you.” Desiree tensed, caught off guard by the sheer concern that was mixed with the desperation swirling in Gerald’s eyes. Her body instantly stopped resisting as she found herself easing up in his arms.

Her voice is like a lullaby, pulling me closer to the beginning of dreamless sleep. "What will I get if I let you fuck me, Everest?" "Pleasure." "I want something more." She presses a finger to my lips, tracing its shape. "I want all of you, Xavier. Every bit...bared to me. I want to know your lips, your mind...your heart." "I can't give that to you, baby," I say in a grave tone and her lips curve downward. "I don't trust you with my heart." "Then give me you," she demands, placing a full-mouthed kiss on my lips. "Be mine for one day, Xavier Everest. Show me what it is like to rule you."

“You didn’t even ask me.” “You work for me, you do what I say.” His eyes were darker than usual. “Do you like being talked about like that?” he asked. “No.” “Then stay off work and remain here as I told you .” “That’s control, I can’t stand being controlled again .” “No,” he said. “This is control.” He closed the distance in three steps, he lifted me. His gaze looked hungry like he had been holding himself. “But this—” he murmured, his hand reaching the curve of my back “—this is desire.”

" The end of DECEPTION... Find out what happens next in ENTRAPMENT

R. I crawled at the center of my lumpy bed, hugging myself as I let out a yawn. I'm tired, hungry and I feel miserable. I closed my eyes while I let the thick silence envelop me in its cold embrace. It did nothing to calm my thoughts, but it help me ease the growing turmoil in my gut. Deceit is an intricately beautiful masterpiece, weaved from countless of lies until it becomes someone else's truth. Perhaps, the deceit Enrico weaved a long time ago had already sunk in his head, making him incapable of grounding himself into the reality of the present.

The path to her desires might be paved with broken hearts and shattered trust, but she was willing to take the risk. In her heart, Helen knew that her actions were morally reprehensible, a betrayal of the friendships and loyalties she once held dear. But the allure of what she believed was her destiny with Tiger eclipsed any semblance of remorse. As she stepped out into the world, her mind consumed by selfish intent, Helen's pursuit of Tiger intensified. With each passing day, she became more entangled in her web of manipulation, ready to seize any opportunity that would bring her closer to her goal.

It was nerve-wracking, putting a lot of pressure on me to either end my father's second life or lock him up all the time. I took a deep breath and sighed, Damn. I miss Catalina again. How is the princess doing now? ************* Desiree’s POV “Miss Catalina….” I heard it when I heard the name Catalina again, I’m the impostor but whenever I heard her name, it disgusted me a lot that I had to go through this kind of deceiving to get the Heart of Stone. I turned around and faced the butler, “Yes?” “Oh, you’re awake. It’s time for you to eat your breakfast.”

“I, Reyna, the ruler of the North, swear my loyalty to Aluxious, my mate and ruler of the South. May this heart serves as a token of our kingdom’s union and our unborn child, the witness of this allegiance.” She descended the stairs, slowly walking to him. He stood unmoving, his emotions all over the place. Who cared about the heart? She was his heart. Did she realize how he felt when he found out she was gone? He ground his jaw, waited for his mate to come closer. She stopped at one arm’s distance, raised her hand, offering the heart. Aluxious slapped her hand. “Fuck the heart!” he growled. He pulled her to his chest, buried his snout in the junction of her neck. “I have yours and that’s al