Deception Novels & Stories

If Samuel had not launched a sneak attack at that critical moment, it was really hard to say who would have won this battle. But... "If you can be deceived by me, why must you say that I am despicable and not that you are too stupid?" Samuel coldly laughed. He was just mocking the ancestor. Samuel actually knew very well that even if the ancestor was really stupid, it was not easy to gain his trust since the ancestor, who had lived for countless years, had already become really cunning the baptism of time. However, all of this was theoretical. Sometimes, it was actually the easiest to deceive. It had nothing to do with one's intelligence or experience, but one's heart! Or rather, it was a fo

She smiled one more time at Abigail and nodded at the result of her work. “That’s deception, Abi.” She said, holding the basket with the working materials to rest perfectly on her armpit now. “The true definition of deception is when a lie is lived as the truth. Don’t just sit on a milestone and expect the fishes to cook themselves and serve you. Take the initiative to get close to your parents, love them, and you will find out that you are totally wrong about them.” Muna advised just like a mother to her child. Muna, carried her basket and held towards the exit without dropping any other words. Tiny lines formed on Abigail’s fa

Her actions damaged the reputation I worked so hard to build so I could never forgive her for it. In order to hide my immense hatred in front of Olivia, I pulled myself together and put on a fake smile like I always do in front of her. I needed to be in her good books as you know what they say....keep your friends close but your enemies closer! "Good morning! I hope you are doing better today after what happened to you yesterday! It was so heartbreaking to hear what you had to go through" I faked my concern for her. I, in fact was happy and a little giggly to hear that all those things happened to her. I guess karma really is a b*tch. Olivia really deserved every bit of what happened to her.

And looking at myself right now, just as he had said, my reaction is indeed priceless. My eyes were had squinted involuntarily, making it seem like I’m way too scared to see what’s before me or what awaits for me. My forehead remained creased and mouth hanged open and when closed my cheeks puffs up, which has me wondering if the name “sweet cheeks” had originated from there. All in all, I looked totally r.i.d.i.c.u.l.o.u.s . “Isaac honey, who you talking to!?” “I’m on an important call mom, I’ll be sure to pay you a visit when I’m done,!” He stated looking directly into my eyes while lying through his teeth.

The scene before me serves as a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurks within those who seek to deceive and manipulate, strengthening my resolve to confront the true mastermind behind the web of deceit. "I am not certain what you are referring to -" William Ford's words are interrupted by a fit of coughing, his voice strained and weak. I purse my lips into a thin line, a mask of faux sympathy as I respond, "Such a pity. It seems I may have to make arrangements for an extended 'shift' for the night." Clicking my tongue in mock disappointment, I feign concern for his well-being, concealing my true lack of empathy for his plight.

“I never sold drugs, Gabriel… I never did. Ethan wiped my accounts and cheated on me with some woman… and I just, I didn’t have a choice.” “So because your ex cheated on you, you thought it was okay to accept a fucking contract to deceive me?” My voice cracks, a low growl escaping as I take another step toward her. My body is vibrating with rage. “Is that your excuse, Gloria? That I’m just a pawn in your pathetic little game of survival?” Her face pales, and I see her eyes shimmer with pain, but I don’t care. “Was it all a lie?” I push, my voice breaking. “Every fucking thing we shared? Was it just an act to make sure I fell for you, so you could secure your contract? Was it all fake from th

"You have a plan?" Stefan asked. "Yes, but it depends on how good a actress her mother is?" Stefan frowned curiously. "What do you mean, 'how good an actor?' how does the plan work?" "We are going to do the exact same thing I did, fake a death." "But how, the king will know" "Isn't she a powerful witch? Plus there is one thing you aren't considering" "what's that?" "Your loyalty, have you eve gone against the king?" she asked.

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.

"What do you mean?" "When a person lies too often, it becomes impossible for others to discern the truth," Andrew explained. "Take my supposed weakness, for example. You never know when I might die. The first time I fell seriously ill, you believed me. But it was all a show. The second time, you were suspicious. After observing me, you concluded I was acting again, only to find out it was another layer of deception. By the third time, I played a smaller trick to convince you I was truly on the brink of death. You trusted me once more, only to discover I was orchestrating something far greater. Each time, you couldn't fully grasp my intentions. This blend of tr

[Asher] Deception was one of the most fundamental strategies of warfare. In fact, deception was warfare where one used camouflage, misled the enemy, and manipulated the situation to bend the victory on their side with the least potential conflict. A part of deception was feigning weakness to make the enemy confident and arrogant enough to walk into the trap of his own comfort. Something as complicated as a layered deception was so deftly executed by my wife against my brother, who obviously had an upper hand until… he walked into her trap.