Romans & histoires Deadly Deceptions

I signed my name, Elena, with a strange sense of calm. After dying a gruesome death in my past life, I finally saw the truth. This man, the husband I had loved for years, had a heart of stone. He did not love me. He did not love our unborn child. Fine. I was done holding on. I would grant his wish and disappear from his world completely. I shoved the waiver back at the stunned staff member. Ignoring the glint of malice in Lily's eyes, I walked to the edge of the platform. The drop loomed beneath us, a gray abyss.

A sharp knock at the door startled us both. "Sire," Brandon’s voice came through the wood. "There’s a situation. One of the Southern delegates was just found dead in his suite. The cause appears to be a Northern neurotoxin. The Council is already calling it a retaliatory strike by the Ironwood faction." Kael looked at me, and I saw the trap closing. Were they really going to frame me for this? "Brandon," Kael called out, his voice cold as ice. "Prepare the interrogation room and get me a direct line to the Northern border. It’s time we stopped playing defense."

Dance with the Devil is a song by Immortal Technique that I once heard. After dancing with a rumored devil in the flesh, I don't know why I can still recall these songs. Nicholas is a peculiar and mysterious individual. When I questioned him about our relationship, he replied, "I'll show you." Shortly after, he had my legs spread wide and had his cookie all to himself while I was resting on my back. I keep wondering just what that particular moment meant. Am I just a gullible young woman who just abandoned herself to a stranger? Love is supposedly blind, but I don't believe it to be more blind than I am. If a blind man can accurately play piano notes. I ponder how I can't notice the danger r

Micah POV. My father is dead, my mother is dead, my supposed beta betrayed me, and is now dead too, I killed him, my mother killed my father when he went to hurt me, and then she suicided, she could never love me. After meeting my mate, I understood her, I could never love anyone but him, I would never allow anyone else to touch me. I can't even imagine having a kid with anyone but my mate, I understood where she's coming from, but now she's dead too.

They fell silent, their eyes darting to one another, the truth finally starting to sink in. I couldn’t believe their audacity to still lie to me. Their lives are already in my hands, but they don’t fear me enough to spill the truth. I watched them, the silence thickening in the air, their terror almost tangible. Then, I leaned in closer, letting my voice drop to a dangerous whisper. “You don’t understand what you’re facing,” I said, my words slow and deliberate. “This is treason. And treason is punished by death.” They trembled when I spoke the word “death”. They are already at the death’s door and they know that.

I could barely breathe as I scrolled down, the article unfolding like a nightmare: In a shocking turn of events, Adrian Blackwood, grandson of the late billionaire patriarch Arthur Blackwood, is on the verge of losing his inheritance. According to an inside source, Adrian, who was set to inherit his grandfather’s vast fortune on the condition that he marry the woman chosen by the patriarch, has been living a lie for the past four years. Sources reveal that Adrian, instead of marrying the woman handpicked by his grandfather, secretly wed another Vanessa, a young woman reportedly coerced into playing the role of the ‘chosen one.’ This deception, aimed at fulfilling the stipulations of the will

A word from Greg. You cannot escape me, Isabella. I will destroy all you have built, even him. The room spun. My fingers curled around the phone. Alexander’s eyes sharpened. "What is it?" I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because at that moment, I grasped one terrible truth— I had simply swapped one dangerous guy for another. "You can’t escape me, Isabella. I’ll demolish what you’ve made, even him." Those words keep echoing in my thoughts

The sun was just starting to come up the next morning when I finally turned on the television in my living room to clear the silence, the screen instantly flashed with a bright red breaking news banner across the bottom while a reporter stood outside the corporate headquarters downtown. The news anchor looked directly into the camera and announced, "We are coming to you live because hockey superstar Declan Kingsley is about to hold an emergency press conference to address the devastating scandal involving his university reporter.”

"If you die, your sister gets to live. We're not letting you go!" I stared at the person who gave me life, and despair swallowed me. This was their plan. They would fake the kidnapping of Melanie. They'd tell everyone I tossed her into the sea, then they'd feed me herbicide to fake my suicide. They would be the ones who get to the crime scene first, so they could be the witness to my murder suicide. Like our father had said, Melanie had gone overseas without anyone knowing. She was probably hiding somewhere remote. My mother grabbed the herbicide and shoved it into my mouth. The woman was crying and laughing at the same time. The look in her eyes was nothing but hatred. Hatred for me.

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