Genshin Delusions Novels & Stories

I give her a look. "What about her, Deili?" "What do you see, child?" Shia's voice is soft but vastly curious. She's always curious when it comes to Delian, gifted as the small child is. Her little lip wobbles. "She's hurting." 'Alpha Xavier,' I link. 'Delian had another vision.' Delian's always been gifted with an intuition beyond our sights, but as the years go on she seems to see more and more. 'Where are you?' 'My office.'

Her chest tightened—not with heartbreak, but disbelief. This was their grand plan, but he is trying to defraud at at the end if it? “I will deal with Finn,” Delon continued. “He’s weak to be my alpha. Too emotional and easy to manipulate.” “And Delilah?” Rowan asked casually. “What of her?” Delilah leaned closer to the wall, every sense sharpening. Delon didn’t hesitate. “She’s not a problem,” he said flatly. Rowan raised a brow. “You’ve been fond of her.”

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.

Lucien stood alone in the black glow of system code unraveling like tissue caught in fire. He’d thought it would feel like redemption. But it felt more like a loss. Proxy.Sera.02 Proxy.Subshell.02a MirrorRun.ai All gone. He’d expected Elise’s archive to fight harder. To snarl or scream like a thing being put down. But the deletion was silent. Obedient. That’s what scared him. He tapped the console one final time, running a verification sweep across Halo’s deep-layer memory zones. It was supposed to come back clean.

Could not stop staring at it, at the proof that everything I had believed, everything I had hoped for, might be built on nothing but delusion. "Your bond with him," Leina continued, her voice gentle but merciless, "is just a fever from your blood. A side effect of your unique heritage, of being Mistborn. Your body is confused, creating false connections where none should exist. It feels real to you, I am sure. But it is not real. Not in the way that the Moon Goddess recognizes." "That is not true," I said, but even as the words left my mouth, doubt was creeping in. My wolf was whining inside me, pacing anxiously, feeling the threat in those words even if she could not articulate why.

“I have plans to take over the werewolf world. And I want you to help me do it.” At first, I didn’t say anything. I was still processing the message. Then a sudden bout of laughter overtook me and for the next two minutes, the sound of my deep laughter echoed in the throne room. “Oh, you’re funny,” I said, after the bout of laughter had died down. “You cast me aside for all my life, and now you want me to help you take conquer the wolves?” Delus said nothing. Just merely stared at me. “No fucking way,” I said when it was clear that Delus wasn’t going to respond first.

"Let's unravel these illusions, together." The cosmic currents surged as we faced illusions shaped by the disruptor's deceit. Echoes of alternate destinies whispered temptations and doubts. Amidst the cosmic labyrinth, our unity became a beacon, illuminating the true threads of destiny. "The disruptor's illusions cannot prevail against true unity," the celestial voice affirmed. "Forge your path through the cosmic currents, and the Nexus will reveal its truths." With each step, the illusions shattered, revealing the genuine threads of destiny. The Nexus responded to our unity, unraveling the disruptor's deceit. The luminescent path led us to a cosmic junction where a pivotal choice awaited—a

“This heart, beats for me. So I guess it's high time that you stop deceiving yourself and accept the truth.” “Stop being delusional. I'm not listening to any words that you say. And that video, I'm not believing it either. I am no longer easy to fool. Like I said before, the Izabelle standing right beside you now, is different from the Izabelle of the past.” “Total bullshit. Keep saying that to console yourself. Izabelle, what if you find out later that the video is true and not made to fill you? What if you find out that you were all in the wrong ever since? What are you going to do then?”

It will get her mind off of me and some of the boys her age that has found mates. “Delilah, you are on the other side of the world. You got invited here to attend a college summer program in a field you are passionate about. Stop thinking about that fuckboi Alexander.” Persephone rolled her eyes. Things were starting to piece together. Delilah has a crush on the Madonie Beta Alexander Petridis. I’ve, of course, never met him, but by all accounts, from the Delaney brothers, he’s a good enough guy with a revolving door of women in his bed. I’m not going to judge because it’s not my style. Everyone has to make their own choices in life. May the mate the Goddess paired him with not hold his whor

I questioned angrily. “What delusions?” “The ones where you spew nonsense about you EVER being my mate, fated or chosen. The ones where you insist I will release you from your sentence, now or ever. The ones where you think I would EVER choose you over Chastity, over my sweet girl, over my fated mate. The ones where you refuse to acknowledge that I am sickened by the mere sight of you. Those delusions.”