Deadly Deceptions Novels & Stories

“Deception travels, like a blackening swarm of ravenous flies, landing on the innocent, infecting them, changing them. Coloring them, these innocents, with the sins of those who deceived first.” They were walking now, his arm guiding her down the hall toward the room lit only by flickering flame. A waiting cavern of dark wood and leather couches. Past the paintings of Saint Sebastian the Deceiver. He of the torso that reminded her of cold white marble and the sad eyes and chubby ankles. She blinked, the hall, the paintings, the crystal chandelier glowing on the ceiling of the large room they were entering, blurring for the quickest of moments. “You have lied,” he said again.

Her sudden position giving her the confidence to back chat my father. "And yes, people! You speaking to the new CEO of The De Luca corporation! And guess what you all FIRED! Including you Albert... Though as my husband." She gave out a sinister laugh, enjoying every moment of this. End of flashback The sudden movement beside me snapped me back to reality. Turning to look at the source of my destruction. I am met with Rosalies sleeping face, that had me wondering how naïve this woman is, to sleep in the presence of a MAN she barely knows.

The day my life was sentenced to death. “Is it true you murdered Damien Vance’s brother?” The words sliced through me like a blade. My lungs closed up. My chest burned. A panic attack clawed at the edges of my mind, but then— Damien laced his fingers through mine. The touch was gentle, but I felt the tremor in his hand. Subtle. Real. It grounded me—anchored me in this elaborate lie we were living. A performance as carefully choreographed as a ballet. This wasn’t spontaneous. It was planned. Calculated.

“You told me lie after lie. I’m not sure what I can believe anymore.” My father pointed at me and scolded me, “Elena, don’t cross the line. Aaron is telling the truth! Do you know why we would lie to you? It’s because you’re closed-minded and selfish. We only lied because we’re afraid of you harming Kaitlyn.” Instead of being angered, I laughed. “Kaitlyn isn’t married. Who’s the father of the child?” Aaron and Kaitlyn silently exchanged a gaze. Kaitlyn said, “The father of my child is a mysterious, powerful figure. We have to keep it a secret.”

“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

“Want me to tell the Reaper and the Ghost who really made their lives hell? Want me to tell Murphy you killed his cousin?” Damian’s breath caught. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” “We know everything,” Dez said. “You set them up. You made sure they’d fight each other while you played hero on the side. Clever plan. But if the truth gets out…” He let the words hang. The others closed in, laughing and shoving Damian’s shoulders. One of them flicked his ear. Another patted his cheek like he was a child. “Think of it,” Dez said, standing again. “Help us, and no one needs to know a thing. Say no, and… well, accidents happen.”

We became each other's unwavering support, our bond growing stronger with each obstacle we faced. As we unearthed layer after layer of deception, we discovered a sinister plot involving influential individuals, corruption, and power. Our investigation exposed a network of shadows that manipulated the very fabric of society. We had stumbled upon a dangerous truth—one that threatened not only our lives but also the lives of countless others.

The air in the room grew heavy as Alex and I sat across from each other, poring over the evidence we had gathered. The pieces of the puzzle were slowly coming together, revealing a web of deception and betrayal that went far deeper than we had ever imagined. We were determined to uncover the truth and put an end to the dangerous game that had been played with our lives.

“I don’t recall you going to my sister’s house these past few days, so it looks like me having sex with you is making you think twice before doing that.” “You’ve been sleeping with me out of jealousy?” “You think I’m jealous?” She scoffed. “Cute. This isn’t about jealousy. It’s about correction.” She got off of him. “You spoiled my mood,” She said before leaving. The next morning, Nic saw that a large sum of money had been deposited into his account. He knew who was behind it and decided to call her. “I was beginning to think you were dead,” Myrine said when she answered. “Now that I’m thinking of it, I suppose it would’ve been strange sending money to a corpse, but oh well.”

“What did my father do to you?” Eton closed his eyes, looking disinterested in continuing the conversation. But, to Kaia's surprise, he replied, “One of my dearests was dead due to him.” Eton's brows furrowed. 'Dearest? Did he ever have someone to hold dear to?' “Now I’m dying of curiosity,” Kaia said, tapping Eton's chest with the tips of her fingers. Eton opened his eyes, a corner of his mouth twitching. “Remember what happens to curious kittens?”