Days Of Deceit Novels & Stories

My body is aching even my mind is lethargic because of all day water activities that we did but what's making me more tired is the heavy feeling inside me. Because I know that after this day, the wall between the lies and reality is going to be weak and thinner and I'm not going to be surprised if one of these days, the woman of lies will pull out the mask to welcome the cruel judicature of the people who don't understand the reasons behind the lies.

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“Why did you do it?” “What do you mean, ‘do what’?” She shot back. My frustration bubbled to the surface. The relentless games and the tangled web of deceit had worn me thin, and I was desperate for clarity. “Manipulate Dad, I saw you do it.” “It isn’t what you think,” she insisted, her voice trembling ever so slightly. “I was just trying to calm him down. I’m sick of all the conflict. If they want to make a fresh start, they need to let go of the past—but they weren’t going to do that on their own.” Her eyes pierced into mine, an unsettling intensity that felt almost accusatory. In that moment, I recognized the deception woven within her words. It was as if she revelled in her own lies, an

He opened the folder again and looked at the images, not with disgust this time, but with the precise, calculating gaze of someone studying an opponent's hand. "Someone spent considerable resources building this problem for me. Which means a denial, however well-executed, is a temporary solution. They will simply build another problem. Another story. Another set of images." He closed the folder again. "What I need is a counter-narrative. A construct that makes anything they fabricate next look like desperation." Nora and Ethan exchanged a glance "What kind of counter-narrative?" Ethan asked the question lingering on both’s minds. Declan leaned back in his chair. His fingers, which had been t

But before things could go further, their desire was already leaving for his office, not bothering to even look at them. Man Hae, like every time, was already so done with their “eyestalk”, and headed back to her table, not forgetting to greet back every one passing by, with a warm “seeming” smile, coming straight from the brain rather than heart, cause why not, after all, she is not at a place to be cold or ignore any one of those which she has to work with, and why involve heart when they are not at all at someplace for her to do so. And with this all, the normal, just normal day of CLAD started, with everyone being drowned; some in the figure, and some in facts

“And who am I but God’s servant on earth, is he was killed, not once but twice, for being someone other than who he truly was. For lying.” “For being dishonest,” she said. Her tongue felt thick, her lips now without a doubt numb. She wondered if he heard her drunkenness in her words. In the slurring of her sentences or the way her lips refused to respond. And if he would tell on her. If she would be punished. Expelled. Destroyed. She wondered if she should take another drink. “Being dishonest has consequences.” He was watching her. “Deception travels, like a blackening swarm of ravenous flies, landing on the innocent, infecting them, changing them. Coloring them, these innocents, with the si

The fear of his anger consumed me as I awaited my fate. A warm breath brushed against my ear as Diego whispered, “You know, the conquests of lies will be harsh, but you still decided to deceive me.” Diego’s words made my heart pound even faster, knowing that I had made a grave mistake. The weight of my deception hung heavy in the air as I braced myself for the repercussions of my actions.

My entire existence now felt entangled in deceit, one string of dishonesty pulling at the next until it threatened to suffocate me. Nine months—no, nearly ten now—and Serena had still not delivered the child she had sworn she carried. I clenched my fists against the armrests of my chair, the aged wood groaning under the pressure. “Nine months of deceit,” I muttered, the venom in my voice barely masking the hurt underneath. The words felt sour in my mouth, each syllable cutting as deeply as the betrayal I had uncovered. The memory of the doctor’s hesitant confession was still fresh, like an unhealed wound. She wasn’t pregnant. She had never been. And she knew it.

PARTE ONE: THE LOVE OF A MOTHER CHAPTER 4 A new morning had come, a morning full of opportunities, a morning full of… deception for the woman who came into the bed of an unknown man a night earlier. For a moment, she couldn’t believe she was capable of doing that when she swore she was never going to sell her woman’s dignity and, at 5the first opportunity she felt in debt with someone, she thought her woman’s dignity was the best to pay with.

RAPHEAL Bunch of fools! Hypocrites! Lousy greedy money groublers that want to snag everything they can from the Dekoms empire and strip it bare. Twenty five board members who stared at me with fear and hooded mockery. I could tell they were more than happy about my threatened position, thanks to that bitch, Delanxy, who went around telling everyone I was cheating on her with her best friend, Serafina. The thought made me laugh everytime, because it was impossible. Even after I had successfully closed down every media outlet that carried the news, the company's stuck had ended up plummeting so hard, that we lost about 70 billion dollars in the past two days.