Days Of Deceit Novels & Stories

That light being Thursday. My uncle from my mother’s side recently got lung cancer. And so, every Thursday. Both mom and dad spend most their day at the hospital with him. Displaying fake tender love and care. (Sigh) how tiring. Luckily, In my advantage, the long distance servers in my favour. Seeing that because of the distance, they have no option but to sleep at a nearby motel only to return the next morning. Not once has it occurred to me that their actions were performed from the goodness in their heart. After all, they have no heart to begin with.

"I didn't hide my identity from you entirely the whole time. You got to know me for eight days in Cancun. And if we would have remained on that trajectory we were on in Mexico, I would have gradually revealed much more. But tell me, would you have not cheated on me if you knew I was Deja A. Wright? Holland, would that have changed anything?” “I can't answer that, I don't know. But that doesn't matter. I was wrong for entertaining Susan. But that doesn’t change what you did or failed to do. You should have been honest with me from the very beginning. Now, I feel so misled and deceived by you. I’m shocked and hurt that you would do something so cruel.” “You are calling me cruel? Really? I didn

Lust with deceit. I was shattered, regretful, helpless, exhausted. I still didn't want to believe it. This was a coincidence. To be sincere, I had always known something wasn't right. I had known something was missing in this relationship, but this had never been my thought. He was deceiving me?

"Since you've come over and since you've already said everything this way, then let me tell you something! When I applied for a job at your company back then, I indeed had faked my diploma. However, I've long admitted it to you! I have also paid a severe price for my fake diploma! I had worked at your company for three years back then. Putting aside the matter of my fake diploma and just focusing on the work aspect, shouldn't you be clearer than anyone else whether I am capable at work or not? You're a businessman. You're also an incredibly smart businessman. May I know how could such a smart businessman like yourself let a liar who was not capable at work at all, would only hold the company

” I said and watched as Amber's head slowly bobbed up and down and she removed her eyes from me. ”Honesty’s a bitch,” she spat and stared at the wall. ”Yeah, but it’s a bitch that we’ve all been neglecting these past few months.” I said and waited for Amber to turn her head back. ”Yes we have,” she agreed. We had all been deceitful towards one another. That’s why we were in this fucked up mess to begin with. The sun had set and outside was only darkness. The silence and calm of watching a still night were unexplainably peaceful.

With one long, final thrust, he roared his own pleasure and spilled into her depth. A few hours later, Ashton sat alone in the rolling carriage, gazing idly at the snowy countryside whirling past the window. It never once crossed his mind that he would ever resort to this kind of deception and betrayal. As the saying goes, one lie leads to another, and now he was trapped in his own web of deceit, left with no other choice but to continue lying.

"But I had to. It was a test. Luckily, even an empty boast was enough to puncture their facade. At least it helped you." Cecilia was silent for a moment before giving a slight nod, but weariness gradually seeped into her expression. "Yes. I'd never seen that doctor before. I was already suspicious. I just never thought… even Uncle Carter would be bought by her." She lowered her gaze. "It seems like everything in this world is about interest, not sincerity anymore." Lovers, family, friends—what was even left to trust? In the end, it's all about deception and betrayal. It's just a matter of time.

He manipulated us, used our trust and love for one another to further his dark ambitions. Seraphina's legs trembled as she struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the betrayal. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she clutched her heart, feeling a sense of emptiness and despair wash over her. "I can't believe it... Deucalion, the one we considered our brother, would do this to us? To the entire realm?"

My jaw tightened, my fingers freezing around the autograph. I was trapped. I knew this day would come. “We met just once.” I lied. She gave me a look, clearly not buying it. “That’s not possible. I—” “August.” I looked at the kitchen entrance to see my dad, standing there with his usual poker face. My jaw clenched as I folded the photo and handed it back to Drea. I turned my attention back to my dad who was now looking at both of us. “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice low and steady.

The entire library fell into an absolute, crushing silence. The fake pregnancy was exposed completely in front of Damien and his mother. Every calculated lie, every staged tear, every drop of whispered poison I had poured into Damien's ear over the past few months lay completely bare on the glowing screens. The fraudulent medical receipts, the fake miscarriage, the untraceable wire transfers—all of it had collapsed in a single, devastating instant.