Deceit Novels & Stories

Sir Sanscroft suddenly roared at the woman causing the pathetic excuse of a Queen to recoil from him in fear and shock before he deliberately turned to Sir Frost with narrowed silver eyes but his uncle held his arm back, pulling him sharply before he could charge forward. “Why?” it was Sir Ainsworth who spoke up. Sir Frost raised an eyebrow, “Why what?” “Why are you betraying her, Sir Frost?” Sir Ainsworth clarified, crossing his arms, eyes narrowed suspiciously, “What made you change your mind and switch sides?” He snorted, “I am not switching sides.” “Then what the hell are you doing?” Sir Crossram hissed. Sir Laurent grinned, “Its common practice... to burn witches... is it not?”

“Is it?” “Yes, there are words within Fae that when combined with a certain inflexion can imply deceit,” he had set the book to the side and leaned forward on his chair, his golden hair sweeping forward over his shoulder. “For example…” he spoke a phrase and then repeated it with a very subtle difference in the pronunciation. “The first is straight Fae, but the second implies there is a hidden deceit.” “Why would they have a language that is designed to tell you that they’re being deceitful?” I wondered.

But Micah kept dragging me, coming back toward me, pushing me forward, at the same time as Joshua was coming down toward us, he looked well-rested, unlike us who've been struggling the whole time. We can do it, we can do it, I said, pushing Micah ahead of me, jumping in after him, everything happened so quickly, it was a mess of ice, running, pain and bodies collapsing together. I looked up to see all three of us here, we made it at the same time, but some of us worked hard to make it here while others cheated their way here, we're the ones who were supposed to win, not Joshua, the alpha can't announce him a winner, not with as many witnesses standing here seeing all of us stumble together.

“Right, but how am I supposed to make myself look 20 years older? There’s only so much I can do, and even then, I doubt it’ll do much.” “I’ve already thought about that. You can just say you have a rare genetic disorder that makes you look younger than you already are.” “This all seems more complicated than simply telling your parents the truth.” “I know, but I enjoy keeping this part of my life a secret. There’s just something thrilling about living a double life. I’ll tell them when I get bored or tired of it.” The next night… He came back at the arranged time and got ready. “Look at you,” Myrine complimented. “I’d be shooting my shot if I was straight and you were a bit older. Don’t compl

He leaned in, his voice lowered to a dangerous whisper. "Darlyn, my dear, love is often built upon the fragile foundation of deception. Sometimes, sacrifices must be made for the greater good. Do you not see? This is the path that will lead you to the love and happiness you so desperately seek. Trust me." The room grew heavy with the weight of their pact, the seeds of deceit sown deep within their souls. Darlyn, vulnerable and captivated by Donovan's manipulation, felt herself teetering on the precipice of a choice that could alter the course of their lives forever.

- I used his own question, intending to do the same thing he did to me. - No, I'm not always like this. - He answered me, understanding what my move was, looking at me defiantly. "Good answer, but let's see how long you can keep your posture. I thought mischievously." - There's good to know, so I must be having lunch with the wrong neighbor. - I put another portion in my mouth while looking disinterested. - What do you mean, the wrong neighbor? - He answered, confused, falling into my trap.

Then he thought he would be able to get Laurie cheaply just like the way he got and user other girls. As she finished speaking, Laurie went back to her seat beautifully. James admired her every moves and concluded that she is really a beautiful lady. But he is a man of pride and he doesn't compliment, beg or persuade. He gets anything he wants forcefully and deceitfully. Then he plans on getting Laurie that way too.

“He wasn't, he wasn't best for you. He's at fault, not you. He's the one who cheated on you, not you, princess. Look, men are scum, men are wicked, men are evil, blah blah blah! It's true." “Really… you do realize that what you just said right.” “Yes of course princess, I know what I just said. My point, exactly, is all about perspective. You love me, right?” “Yes I do" “That's because of how much good, care, and kindness I show and give to you. But to some other person I don't show these love and goodness, then I'm a scum, I'm a … I'm…” He snapped his fingers as he recalled, “Wicked.”

The incandescent enmity that simmered beneath the surface fueled her relentless quest to undermine the authenticity of their connection. Armed with deceptively honeyed words and a veneer of concern, Tracey weaved a tapestry of half-truths and insinuations in her bid to poison Jace's perception of Marvis. Her efforts to plant seeds of doubt within him were executed with malicious intent, each whispered accusation forging shadows of suspicion that clouded Jace's once-clear judgment.

After a while, Liam feigned a belated realization and concealed his sinister look. "What's wrong? Why the long face? Did something go wrong?" he asked. Delbert looked disappointed. He had come to see if Liam would admit his wrongs. If Liam had promptly acknowledged his mistake and admitted his wrongdoing, Delbert might have considered letting him off the hook this time. After all, they had been friends for over a decade. However, not only did Liam show no intention of apologizing, but he also pretended to be unaware of today's incident, thinking he could deceive everyone and believing that Delbert wouldn't realize he was the one behind the scenes.