Deadly Deception Book Novels & Stories

“So… did she win?” “Yes, for a time, she believed she had won,” the Sage said. “But immortality isn’t for the living; it was a facade. The souls she took began to hollow her from within. Their whispers drove her mad. In the end, Death stripped her of her power and cast her into the space between worlds. Some say she still wanders there, trapped between life and nothingness.” She stood up staring straight at me. I don't understand Why is she telling me all this

But desire always had a cost. One night, after their laughter faded into silence, he brushed his thumb over her cheek and said, “You’re hiding something from me.” Her heart clenched. “And if I am?” “Then it better not be betrayal. Because betrayal is the only sin I don’t forgive.” The air grew heavy. She swallowed hard and forced a smile. “What makes you think I’d betray you?” His dark eyes didn’t blink. “Because I’ve learned not to trust beauty when it walks straight to my door.”

She simply gave them the truth and let it stand in the snow, and the men received it in silence, the flat broken silence of a people too cold and too hungry to do anything with a truth but hear it. Then she went back up to the study, because there was nowhere else to go, and she took out the book to burn it. That was her honest intention. The swollen ledger of buried bodies had cost her everything. It had turned Dain into a fuse, started a mutiny, and taught her that every secret in it was a door that opened onto a trap. She knelt at the small cold hearth with the last of the fire she would allow herself, and she opened the book one final time, meaning to feed it page by page to the flame, a

Holding a firm grasp on it, I sit criss-crossed on the floor, making myself comfortable and ready to obtain forbidden knowledge. The book was quite small, yet it weighted on my hands. I knew how wrong and grave my actions were, yet I cannot walk away from the scene. I Caress my fingers over the book cover while thinking through what I am about to do. My conscious Unable to give a blind eye to my wrong desires neither am I willing turn away, we make a deal that I would only look at the first page but boy who was I kidding . This book belongs to: S/I, were the only words written on the first page. Feeling unsatisfied with the little information the first page gave, I moved on to the second.

"I have no reason to lie to you, cupcake. Because after I'm done talking to you, I'm going to kill you. Yes, it may be slow and painful, but in the end, you will die, and I will relish in your suffering. " "People will look for me; killing me will only lead back to you." I hissed. Leon shook his fat little head, tsking as he stepped closer to me. His face inches from mine. Even with me sitting in a chair, his eyes just met mine. "No one will even care to look for you once I'm done, cupcake. We've been at this a long time. Making you disappear is about as easy as making a cake, just a few ingredients and some icing, and no one would know it came from nothing. No one will look because no one w

You tried to manipulate me with your stories but you forgot what I had told you that nothing will work on me. I accept that I always acted foolish just to save our marriage but I have no reasons to dig the grave of my self respect. Not even your love has that power for which I should compromise with my self respect. I'll snatch everything from you and your so called parents. After that you all will be on roads. Or I should say behind the bars for doing fraud. My Deceitful Husband also deserves to get deceived from the love of his life. He should know the taste of deceit.

Each interaction dripped with malice, a twisted tango between broken souls trapped in their personal hells. As I poured drinks with a macabre precision, I wove a web of deceit, engaging in whispered conversations that dripped with malice. The bar became a theatre of wickedness, a place where secrets were exchanged like cursed trinkets, each word laced with a dark, insidious intent. I reveled in the decadence, embracing the darkness that consumed me, for it was in the depths of despair that I sought my redemption.

Grey said, his hand secure around the grip of the blade even though it was holstered. "It's an illusion. The demon Deception's signature. Give me the dagger!" "Show me what is hidden!" The knife went into the the alter, the infecting the glass with webbed cracks down the sides. Darkness spread from the point of the blade unraveling the illusion of a church to a dark room walled with symbols drawn in blood, coal and glowing white chalk. The alter, now a feeble table of bones holding steady under a book binded in red leather and a clay bowl with etchings dominating its surfaces in and out.

ain failed to keep you away.I stopped breathing. I lifted my head, my gaze locking onto the massive commander standing in the doorway. Under the beam of his own flashlight, Kain went completely, terrifyingly still. The unyielding soldier looked as though a bullet had just passed through his chest.I lowered my eyes back to the paper, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs as I kept reading.He will tell you he was protecting you from the shadow factions, and he will tell you he was executing my final directives. But you must understand the depth of the game, Tati. He knew I would eventually find a way to bring you close to the truth, even if he spent two decades trying to prevent

It was just too heavy for him to bear alone. The book... I had put it far under my bed, shoved into the dusty darkness where I wouldn't have to look at its dark scaly cover again. I believed in my heart that I killed my child myself, and it was that cursed book that gave me the twisted weapon to do it. I had only read those Arabic pages to find a solution to our misery, to heal my Alpha and understand my spirit, but the book killed my baby instead. I swore I would never touch it again.