Deception Point Author Novels & Stories

After all, the person he loved since his leg injury that year was only me. He had not expected that I had learned Italian. I had understood that conversation, and I had discovered everything! Even so, he wondered how I could be so heartless. He was just obsessed with the past, just pitying Nina. How could I erase my identity and completely disappear from his world? At this moment, Andrew called again, but this time his voice carried a sense of hesitation. "Don Pierce, I think you need to see this surveillance footage... You need to brace yourself."

"What's the formula for this medicine? Tell us! Do you dare?" I smiled and pulled an image-recording crystal from my sleeve. Kade and his rogues had found it on the body of a dead assassin in the wilderness. A low hum filled the air. A huge screen of light instantly projected into the sky. On it, Selena's pretty, vicious face was clearly visible, her voice echoing in the ears of every pack member. "I have the manuscript. As long as that bitch dies in the wilderness, the position of Chief Healer is mine."

They gathered their laptops and documents and started filling out. Within two minutes the boardroom was empty except for me. I remained seated with my pen resting between two fingers. My eyes were on the city through the floor to ceiling glass. Forty one floors of Kingsley Global below me, from the trading floor analysts who arrived before dawn to the cleaning staff who left after midnight. Every department that moved through this building moved because I understood it well enough to demand the best of it. My phone lit up on the table. Richard Hale. I exhaled through my nose and picked up.

I was also having a hard time understanding what Dean’s motive was behind all this. “I know your truth, Celine. I know why you confessed your love to Gavin at that young age.” “Really, what’s that?” “You fell in love with Jamie Astor, your father’s friend, who was thirty years older than you.” “What sort of rubbish is that?” “I heard and saw everything with my own eyes, Celine. You can’t play a game with me, and I don’t believe any of your nonsense. During our summer vacation, I noticed you in the Astor Mansions study room. You were yanking on Jamie’s tie as he tried to flee from you. You told him you loved him and wished to have a relationship with him, which he refused. He yelled at you an

Hatred was in my heart that he used my mother. “No, darling. The world has evolved. Technology has gotten better. I only had to access my lab which your dumbass couldn't notice that I was always using. Is it just me or you're just stupid to the call? You didn’t suspect that someone had access to that lab for it to have been that neat and all equipment perfectly preserved? You didn’t even flinch or take steps to find out the reason everything was functioning properly. You thought our ghosts were taking care of it?” He laughed. “No, I was creating an army inside there. I was always there. I heard you each time you came. I led you there. I planted the duplicated USB with the edited and fabricat

If it were not for their disheveled hair, flushed faces, and the faint marks on their necks, no one would have guessed that Emmett, the stoic engineer, and Calista, the refined radio announcer, had just been intimate. Emmett nodded when he saw me and stepped aside to let me pass. Calista smiled and greeted me while muttering under her breath, "Deaf woman!" I carefully maintained my usual expression, pretending not to hear anything as I quickly entered the room. The moment I stepped inside, the lingering smell of intimacy made me violently ill. I retched, my stomach contents spewing forth uncontrollably. Emmett cursed at the bad timing and asked Calista to leave while he came in to check on m

That was when I saw him reach behind the opposite chair and draw a gun. My breath caught. My body locked up. Alex held the weapon casually, like it was just another conversation piece. But the cold gleam in his eyes told a different story. My pride crumbled. I dropped to my knees in an instant, hands trembling, palms pressed together in a desperate plea. “Please… Alex, please,” I whispered, shame burning down my spine as I begged. He pointed the gun at me, his expression unreadable but his voice laced with mockery. “You said you’re not leaving?” he asked, slowly cocking the gun.

"Then if you don't trust me at this moment, we’re both in trouble." Isabella gulped, her gaze searching Clara’s face for any signs of deceit. For the first time in many years, she noticed something in Clara's eyes that caused her to pause—an authenticity, a stark vulnerability that had previously been absent. “I don’t know,” she replied once more, the doubt still apparent in her tone. Clara inhaled deeply and moved back, her hands extended. “Alright.” I understand. But consider it, Isabella. Lucian is taking advantage of us. He has deceived us both, and he's been escaping the consequences. “We need to put an end to this.”

Hours later, as the sun began to rise, a figure slipped through the shadows toward the safe house. Dominic’s team was ready. ⸻ The capture of Marcus Hale was swift but tense. Under interrogation, Hale revealed disturbing truths: Nexus’s infiltration was deeper than anyone had imagined, with multiple layers of deception designed to break the city from within. Dominic realized this was no longer just about stopping attacks — it was about exposing a conspiracy that could shake the very foundations of their world. ⸻ That night, the team regrouped, battered but unbroken. Dominic looked at Lena, whose eyes reflected both determination and regret.