Icarus Deception Novels & Stories

IRIS I heard the voice and recognized it immediately. I jumped out of the car, "Deacon, why are you not at the hospital?" I said running over to him. He was all bandaged up and his arm was in a sling. "I had to come. The security team called me. What the fuck happened?" He sounded worried and angry. "Deac, I told you to stay at the hospital!" Now Ryker sounded angry and worried. I looked from one to the other. "Listen, boss, I am not sitting in that damn hospital while you are having hitmen show up in your house. It was the one from that fucking club? Was he connected to that group there?" He was using codewords probably not thinking that Ryker had told me anything. "Do you think it was her

My stomach clenched, “How bad was the dip?” “Fifteen percent two hours ago. It’s dipping fast; the investors are worried, Ari.” He answered solemnly. I shook my head, “Why is it dipping so fast? He is still alive.” “Yes, but he is incapacitated. The board needs stability.” Victor met my eyes, “You have to step in as the heir.” I laughed weakly, “I’m barely holding myself together.” Victor sighed, “Aria, you are a Valen, Sebastian’s

The style looked chic and simple: a large ivory pearl floating freely within a diamond-dusted platinum cage. To the unknowing, it was a beautiful, understated accessory. Only a few people knew that the pearl wasn’t real but an iridescent casing around a microchip that broadcast my location via GPS to Deloris. More than that, it recorded my movements, my respiration, and even my heart rate.

And now, he was playing it out, right in front of him. Noora didn’t move. She didn’t speak. The suspension letter was shaking in her hand now like a white flag in the middle of a war. Icarus’s voice slid into the silence like silk hiding a blade. “Miss Veneitte,” Icarus said, voice as smooth as silk soaked in venom. “What a… devastating turn of events.” He tilted his head, feigning sympathy. “Such a shame to see a talent like yours wasted on corporate politics.”

he spoke, lightly tapping on her tear stained cheeks. “You don't want to believe that your love has deceived you,” he grinned, turning more barbaric. His choice of words ached her soul. He was confessing such brutal things to her with no shame or guilt. He was not looking guilty to confess that he had broken her soul with his betrayal and it hurt her beyond her endurance. “Then ask yourself whether Armando Zelvasco has deceived Flora Alfanso by showing himself as Easton Marzel in front of her or……she paused and thrusted her face closer to his. She gazed into his light cerulean orbs with nothing but pain and pain.

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

It was a mockery of everything she had once held sacred. "And I still say I’m not your wife. I’m not!" she declared, her voice rising, laced with defiance. "I will leave you and this place. I won’t stay trapped in your web of lies any longer." He regarded her calmly, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, don’t make such decisions out of anger, Adhira," he said, his voice carrying a hint of mockery. "If you’re upset about being married under false pretenses, then we’ll marry again. This time with no lies, no betrayal, and no deception. Just with pure truth and love."

Looking back now, I realized that the woman he truly wanted as his lawfully wedded wife was Yvonne Quinto. I used to think that I was the happiest woman in the world, but now, I knew that our love was filled with nothing but deceit. It was just a lie he made up to protect his beloved Yvonne. Chris caressed my belly gently as if wishing that the IVF embryo transfer was successful. "We'll give up if we fail again this time. The process has really been hard on you." He looked at me worriedly and changed the topic.

“I mean, I’m not telling you not to trust me but how is it easy for you to give me five months? You were so close to killing me in the library.” “Oh, you have no idea how much I want to kill you. But” —she sighed— “your aurea… it’s the brightest I have ever seen. And an aurea is something that one cannot fake. If your aurea tells you that you’re pure, then you are. And as much as I hate it, it tells me to trust you. So, I have to.” Clara never thought she’d survive a whole week with someone knowing who she was. Not exactly her identity, but the kind of situation she was in.

I thought merging our interests through marriage would be strategic. Little did I know that I would fall completely and hopelessly in love with Isabella as I spent so much time with her. Her infidelity shattered me. I'd started to accept our marriage, even finding Isabella's qualities appealing – her femininity, poise, and impeccable etiquette, which I believed would make her a great mother to my children. But her betrayal changed everything. But I was a fool to fantasize about illusions. First, I'd wanted to throw a punch to the face of the young man I'd seen her with. I didn't care about his name but he had seemed younger and youthful than I was.