Cruel Deception Novels & Stories

" Clara smirked, folding her arms across her chest. “Because it’s time, Isabella. It’s time you acknowledged that Alexander’s acts were deliberate. Every step he took, every lie he told was all part of a broader scheme. He’s been manipulating things from the start.” Isabella’s breath stopped in her throat. “No... that’s not possible. He would never do that.” Clara’s eyes softened with false pity. “Oh, but he did. He exploited you, just as he used me. And now you’re caught trapped in his falsehoods. He’ll never let you go, not until you make him good what you too had was a contract marriage.” “You’re lying,” Isabella muttered, her voice quivering as she moved back.

Neighbors corroborated that a blood-curdling scream had pierced the air moments before the fire erupted. But nothing had been proven except the dead bodies of my parents and my poor little sister. My heart was torn to pieces, broken and bleeding. I needed some form of truth. My father had been a chauffeur for the Skyler's family for ten years before his death, and they too couldn't denote what had killed our family until my uncle came along. Alfred Caines. He was my father's younger brother, a once-upon-a-time secret agent who loved solitary and obsessed with the truth.

The dim lights, the bed, the moment I trusted him with everything. I trusted him! Why? Why throw my dignity in the mud for just twenty bucks? Why pick me for his game? My throat tightened as I slowly looked back up at him. “Take the video down.” My voice trembled with desperation. “Please.” Gary shrugged. “Why? I can't lose the game.” “This is my life! You're ruining it all just for a game! Is this how much you hate me? What did I ever do to you? I trusted you! I trusted you!” I cried, my body shaking so bad. “Please…”

The letter trembled in Alessia’s hand, the ink blurring where her tears fell. Kael’s words were a venomous snake, coiled and ready to strike even from the grave. He hadn’t just betrayed her—he had ensured her ruin. The evidence was meticulously detailed: forged documents with her signature, coded messages to the rival pack signed with her nickname, even a recorded conversation where her voice, twisted and edited, spoke of treason. It was a masterpiece of deception, a final act of cruelty designed to destroy her.

By her look and reaction, Alpha Lachlan is scaring her. Alpha Lachlan scoffed. “Stop pretending you are a sweet innocent little girl. Show your true self newborn!” He had experience the deception too many times that he got used to it and made himself adept at detecting the deception. Several newborns had adapted the mechanism of pretending to be someone else. They could be taking the image of an old helpless lady, a crippled man, or a sweet young child or any form that conceals their true identity. Behind those weak and innocent faces is a monster. The scheme is old, but still have some efficiency.

Somewhere around hour four of my vigil, exhaustion finally overcame me. I dreamed of a courtroom filled with faceless judges. Isabella sat in the gallery, her face twisted with betrayal as evidence of my deception was presented piece by piece. The ultrasound images, the fake pregnancy, the lies I'd told. All of it laid bare for judgment. "Guilty," the judges intoned in unison. "Guilty of deception, manipulation, fraud." The floor beneath me opened, revealing flames that reached up to claim me. As I fell, I could hear Nico's voice calling my name, but when I tried to reach for him, my hands passed through him like he was made of smoke.

Ferris asked, though I could see in his face he already suspected. "Six years of documented deception," I said. "Caden knowingly conducted an ongoing relationship with Sable throughout our marriage, fathered a child with her during that marriage, allowed me to believe that child was mine to raise and love, and — as this Council has already heard in sworn testimony — was present by phone, audibly, mocking my declining health while I was hospitalized and near death, expressing that he wished for my death so the arrangement could conclude on his terms." I kept my voice level through all of it, because I'd learned that the calmer I stayed, the more the weight of the words did the work for me. "A

Not once. The chairman became suspicious. He couldn't understand how his daughter-in-law could remain married for so long without a child. And Rachel knew what would happen if he discovered the truth. She would be blamed, humiliated. Perhaps even thrown out of the family. Then one night, desperation made a decision for her. She prepared a drink. She watched her husband take it. And when the drug began working, she made him believe something had happened between them. It was the same kind of deception Adrian had once used on Helen. A false memory. A carefully constructed illusion. But Rachel didn't realize that the man she had tried to deceive wasn't stupid. He knew something was wrong. He si

My heart was beating too fast and I cannot move, not when my whole family was here, at this beast's mercy. The elite party lights, champagnes, and sexy music didn’t justify how disgraceful this place was. A pity party for the Mob families, announcing a dream of happily ever after which doesn’t exist in our dark world. Only the greedy attend this kind of party. Only those who bathe in power and cruelness attend this kind of party.

Adelle said "Going where? You are not by chance going to that house are you?" Zach asked "You are very wise Zach, I am going to apply as a maid in their Villa" Adelle said calmly "Are you seriously considering that? If Wade finds out he'll have my head." Zach said "Don't exaggerate Zach, we both know he'll never hurt you. Anyways I am going to go over there and apply for a job and gain their trust then I strike, they won't know what hit them." Adelle said