Ateez #illusion Novels & Stories

Zaykee asked as he faced the walking General. "The one Dwendo saw is one of my ultimate powers, the 'Realistic Illusion'..." The woman spoke in between their conversation. "Hey, stupid leader, note this situation into your head," Astrid ordered as she walked towards him. "You crazy girl. What did you just say??" Zaykee shouted towards her, then gritted his teeth, "Why would I?" "Damn it, are you a slow person?" Astrid rolled her eyes, "Of course, this will be one of the thousand truths that we'll expose."

Then Violet said, “Instead of thinking of a way to meet Musa, what don't I make you invisible so you can go directly to her residence.” “That is a good idea but what if I meet a powerful magic user who can see through the illusion?” “It won't be an Illusion Uak. You will be completely invisible but it can only last for ten minutes.” Uak smiled, “That's the only time i need.” Violet smiled back. They went to a private place and Violet casted the spell. Even Violet could not see Uak after casting the spell, she could only feel her energy. “Master, I'll get going now. Please be careful around Alaric and oh, don't drink.”

Ellie exclaimed, running into the store filled with racks of hair ties, earrings, fuzzy backpacks, necklaces, and every shiny thing a preteen girl could possibly drool over. Ellie pulled a basket from the pile at the entrance and started perusing the racks and shelves. A shiny tiara caught her eye and she pulled it off the shelf, looking intently at the fake diamonds adorning the peaks. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through Ellie's head, and she saw a burst of flames in her vision, engulfing the store next door. Ellie turned around sharply with a surprised gasp, searching for the fire, looking at the video store, the tiara dropping from her hand to the floor. She let out a relieved breath. Not

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

with that she climbed upstairs After few seconds footsteps were heard from the staircase, looking up ,I saw Gomez's wife now looking pail and fragile due to stress and maltreatment. Behind her I saw a totally different person, her courageous Aura stood out , she was breath taking and nothing close to any of her pictures I saw , her curves were ... No Ace, you shouldn't admire her like that ,oh Lord save me , was all i could pray.

"Don't worry. I'm fine," I said casually. "That's good. Get some rest early," Veronica’s voice came through. "Okay. You should rest early, too, Ms. Starling." The call ended. I lay on the bed without touching my phone, while staring at the ceiling. After thinking about everything for a while, I raised my hand and pinched myself. Something about everything happening lately felt unreal. I pinched myself again. The pain was very real. That confirmed it. Everything that had happened was real.

The image of Elora on the massive digital billboard was a vision of clinical, high-resolution perfection. She didn't look like the "Thistle-Scented" girl who had found her voice in the North. She looked like a "Product"—her skin airbrushed to a porcelain sheen, her eyes a solid, glowing mercury-silver that held no memory of Kaelen. The caption beneath her read: ELORA THORNE: THE FUTURE OF BIOLOGICAL STABILITY.

The smell of jasmine flowers covered the air, right outside there was a little garden front of the condo and it was made by her when she had got vacations time. As her usual routine at night, Dea checked Internet and their official website. She noticed that Jae-hwa already had posted a video of how the foundation 'Petals' was truly made and also made sure that it didn't have any side effects on skin. He added at the last to not spread rumors whoever were doing this and warned that their company would inform the police security if there was a second attempt to try making their products looking bad. Then Choi Dea checked her message inbox and saw Myung-dae had texted her the address of the imp

she asked, her voice quieter now, curiosity creeping in. Irene paused just ahead of her, glancing back with a small, knowing smile. “This,” she said, spreading her arms slightly, “is the Veil Garden.” Zayla blinked. “Veil… Garden?” Irene nodded, her eyes glinting. “A place where illusions bloom, and reality gets a little… confused.” Zayla’s brows pulled together. “That doesn’t sound safe.” Irene shrugged lightly. “It’s not. That’s what makes it fun.”

The devil's breath washed over him, sulfurous and cloying, as the world narrowed to that choking hold, the illusion's edges fraying into oblivion. In the hideout, Elian's body convulsed, a mirror to the assault. His hands flew to his throat, nails scraping futilely at empty air, legs kicking weakly as if drowning. Tears streaked his face, mirroring the illusion's despair. Kael's heart seized, panic sharpening into lethal clarity. The devil's influence was bleeding through, strangling Elian from beyond the veil. No more half-measures.