Diluc Delusion Novels & Stories

All of us started arguing in the campus counsellor's office. Even though the victim was in front of her, Miranda refused to plead guilty. She insisted she had not cheated him out of his money and even had the nerve to slander me. "Amelia, it's one thing to cheat him out of his money, but how can you refuse it? He's here already, yet you deny it." I let out a bark of laughter due to sheer fury. I never realized how skilled a liar Miranda was.

“Alright, alright, I feel you,” she said, looking me in the face. She burst into laughter and I joined her, feeling a rush of adrenaline. I couldn’t believe what I had just done, but I guess desperate situations call for desperate actions, like I’ve said before. “OK, so what if I told you that he didn’t really offer me a particular amount of money? He just offered me a good life that I really liked, so I got carried away by everything. And that was actually a very stupid decision to make, now that I think about it,” she said, mostly talking to herself. But I was there, so I could hear everything she was saying clearly. And I agreed with her, because I was once delusional like her. Not anymor

My tongue feels thick, words slurring. He grips my chin hard, fingers digging into my jaw, forces my face up. “Who sent you to my room?” “No one. Please… Marcus cheated…with my friend. On my graduation day of all days.” A dark, mocking laugh rumbles from his chest. “Poor little Muslim girl got her heart broken and decided to stumble into Valentino Delucca’s suite for comfort?” The name hits like ice water. Valentino Delucca. The most dangerous man on the East Coast, head of the Black Serpent's and my sister's fiancee.

Leo added his delusions all the while I observed them with wide unbelieving eyes. "That will be a wise thing to do if we can be able to pull that out smoothly," Lucas remarked. "Alright, alright, you all should slow down" Having heard enough of their bullshit, I chimed in immediately. They both turned to look toward me at the same time. They were so deep in their conversation that they had forgotten that I was still in their presence. "I hope you two realize that everything that is coming out of your mouths is completely delusional and impractical"

Quickly, I pulled my hand away and turned to Lucas, extending my hand toward him instead—anything to break the spell Deluca had just cast over me. We’ll be seeing you around. Hopefully, you’ll do better than your late husband,” Deluca said, his expression unreadable. Without another word, he turned and walked away, his strides unhurried, confident. Lucas hesitated for a brief moment before offering me a polite bow, then hurried after him. "You can't continue any dealings with Mr. Adrian Deluca," Dante murmured beside me, his voice low and firm. "Why?" The question slipped out before I could stop it.

Some stared, cold and curious. A voice cut through the noise. "Make way." Rylan came out, cool and fresh, his cloak flawless. His gaze went round the people, and settled on Lucius. A smile curved his mouth. "My Alpha," Rylan said loudly. "You should have rested." Lucius laughed weakly. You are supposed to have told the truth. The crowd stirred. Rylan's smile didn't fade. "You see?" he said to the elders nearby. "Delusions." Lira was near by, and she was paler and trembling. Please, Lucius, please, said she, and gripped her stomach. Don't do this to yourself."

What baffles him the most is that he has really broken alot of people trust because of this war Anytime Sammi remembers how many time Camilla began him not to go for this war, it's always like a pin in his ass, he hopes she could forgive him wherever she is because he had no choice than to go, it's just like a matter of life and death he would die with his entire people if this war doesn't go on, and the war is not complete without him because he is the zonal commander. All that he hopes for is that he comes back with victory, that is the only way she could ever forgive him. "What we should be doing now is to gather all the Master and assistant generals, so we could group them to the group t

Every second that went by tightened around my neck like a leash. I knew I was nothing but a whore to him, but Lorenzo De Luca is a possessive bastard, he wouldn't want me gone either. I tried recalling what had transpired between us and that was when it hit me. That bastard was too calm when I spoke with him earlier, too patient, it has never been in his DNA to be calm. Not unless he's hunting. "Did I fall into his trap?" I blurted out wide open,

It was as if each revelation was a stab to her heart, a reminder of the man she had loved and the monstrous reality he had hidden. One evening, Lena sat alone in her apartment, scrolling through news articles about Daniel. The stories were relentless, painting a picture of a ruthless criminal mastermind. Each article seemed to strip away another piece of the illusion that Daniel had carefully constructed. The glowing profiles and carefully curated public image now seemed like a cruel joke.

The weight of last night lingered like an unfinished thought, refusing to dissolve no matter how I tried to push it away. Luca Del Vicchio was more imposing up close than I’d imagined—calm, controlled, and watching me like a predator deciding whether to pounce. The sharp flicker of suspicion in his eyes replayed in my mind, a warning I couldn’t afford to ignore. I wasn’t sure what unnerved me more: the danger he represented or the fact that part of me wasn’t afraid.