Bierce Dark Deception Novels & Stories

From beyond the veil, a shadowy figure emerged, and with it came a low, guttural growl that echoed through the air. It was a wolf that appeared—large, terrifying, its eyes burning with a bloodthirsty hunger. “This is Deuce, my loyal servant. She despises anyone who dares to threaten me,” he said, his voice dripping with twisted pride. “But don’t worry—she won’t lay a claw on you. She knows I hold you dear.” He turned away from me, his back stiff with pride, only to spin back around with a dramatic flourish. “But your friends, on the other hand…” His voice trailed off into a cruel chuckle, his words more like a death sentence.

Tobin asked. The man whimpered and I felt pity for him. “I did that to save you, boss.” He replied with tears streaming down his face. “If I had known it would cause this much harm, I wouldn't have done it.” “Even if it didn't cost me anything, I would still kill you. I detest liars and deceivers. They don't deserve a place in this life.” Tobin said. And I could feel he was directing that question to me. I couldn't do anything other than watch.

I just nodded softly while tears streamed down my face. The next day, as soon as we sat down in the auction hall, I spotted Nina dressed as a server, carefully weaving through the crowd with a tray of drinks. I glanced at Dante, but he kept looking straight ahead, not sparing her a single glance. Soon enough, there was a commotion from Nina's direction. Several rich brats had cornered Nina, taunting her with crude jokes. "Well, if it isn't our dear Ms. Nina Lace. You stabbed Dante in the back back then, but now that he's become the mafia Don living in glory. Someone must be feeling pretty regretful, right?”

“Question everything, Sienna. Nothing is as simple as it looks.” The visit ended, and as she watched him escorted away, Sienna felt the full weight of the danger closing in. This was no ordinary case — it was a labyrinth of lies, deception, and shadows from the past. And she was already in too deep to turn back.

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

She listened intently, offering comforting words and feigned empathy, all while weaving a web of deception around him. As their relationship deepened, Brielle marveled at the intricacies of her own performance. She found herself entangled in a complex dance of emotions, her outward affection concealing a carefully orchestrated scheme. Caden, completely unaware, continued to share his deepest fears and desires, unknowingly handing Brielle the strings to manipulate his undead heart.

I felt like I needed it right now. Finally, my nerves calmed to normal. I offered him a nervous smile, and he responded with a flirty eyebrow raise. “Misunderstandings, um, Alpha, they are at the very base of all deception. No deceiver can be queen,” Elder Sybil added in a measured tone, setting her palms flat on the table. “The red wolf…” Elder Victor raised, shifting in his chair. “She is th…” Connery cut in adamantly, rising from his chair. “I am,” I stopped Connery, glaring at him. I lifted my chin a fraction, and then I swayed my gaze at Victor and corrected, “I was.”

“Stop!” Beatrice screams, snapping a bit into the insanity that is shaking her void. Creaking a crack to the blood moon, killing the crows one by one after its howl of pain and deception. Burning the dark forest and slowly, while turning the already decaying corpse like smell worst than anyone could ever imagine it could be. “No matter how you deny everything. The truth will always come to you like a howling crow in the middle of the night and as painful as a devil skinning you alive.”

"You made your bed with your ambition and your lust. Now, you have to lie in it with Lady Elara. Do not disrespect your wife by chasing a ghost. I am not yours. I never will be again." Bryson looked as if I had physically struck him. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He simply stared, the crushing weight of his reality finally settling on his shoulders. "Is he bothering you?" The voice was lethal. Low, dark, and terrifying. Deacon stepped out of the shadows, his presence instantly sucking the air out of the space. His golden eyes were glowing, his wolf bubbling just beneath the surface. He was staring at Bryson with the intent to kill.