Illusion A Novel Novels & Stories

And I am glad we listened, because that wasn’t the only illusion we met along the way. Soon, the valley turned into a maze of shifting lies—trees that weren’t trees, rivers that vanished the moment you stepped close, shadows that whispered your name. It became nearly impossible to tell what was real and what was a trap. The deeper we went, the more the land twisted around us, like it was alive. Like it was watching. But Elisha made it bearable. Every time an illusion surged…distorting the path or trying to split us apart…he’d reach out with his hand glowing faintly, his jaw clenched tight.

During the thirty years I was Eric's mate, he was recognized throughout the pack as the perfect partner. It wasn't until a shewolf appeared at his funeral with a will that everything came undone. "Eric left a will before he died. Everything under his name belongs to me!" Her voice was shrill, and her eyes were filled with jealousy as she glared at me. "He forbade me from appearing in front of you while he was alive. "But so what? He gave his entire inheritance to me! I'm the one he truly loved!" Every word of the will was filled with Eric's deep remorse and desire to make amends to the shewolf. It was as if the thirty years we had spent together had all been a figment of my imagination

six long years I see her again, I blink incredulous of what I was seeing, I thought it was a product of my imagination and that it was another hallucination. —Victor... Her voice, that wasn't her voice, as I ran my hand over my face and opened my eyes again I saw that it wasn't her, it was another girl. "God, I'm going crazy!"

Her authority as the best mentor was unchallenged. “Let’s go, don’t mind anything in the way. Remember it’s an illusion.” As Valerie said, they walked into stones and pebbles but they passed through it all like ghosts when they finally came to see a book embedded in the dark. “Where the hell did it come from?!” It had appeared in a matter of seconds. One moment they had blinked and the other moment the book was there. Va;erie scoffed out a laugh, “It was probably already there but our illusions made it hard for us to see it.”

It couldn't be true, it can't be true, the revenge, the sex, the betrayal the therapy sessions, no it's not true. "Oh really"? An eerie voice replies to me. I look up with tears in my eyes and I see Sonia standing by the door. Dear lord, I'm being delusional again, but why does it look so real? I tried to get up and run away but it is as if I'm glued against the wall, frozen in place. She takes menancing steps towards me which forces me to keep my eyes on her. "If I'm fake darling, how can I touch you? How can I play with you"?

Her body craves answers, thirsts for knowledge like never before. Her vision is extremely enhanced; she was blissfully unaware of how blind she was until someone gave her glasses. Insanely detailed and practically x-ray vision glasses, but enhanced all the same. Everything seems so much clearer to her now, visually and mentally. It's like she has cleaned out the cobwebs of her soul. Things just seem to make sense, like her love for her friends, her sense of duty, and the overwhelming feeling of lost purpose. This is what Anna was talking about; this is how she should see the world, her rebirth. Anything is possible. She is possible. She is alive.

She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore. "The End," she wrote at the last page of her novel. Cathedra climbed atop her desk chair and hung a noose over the beams. She tied a knot firmly, making sure it was strong enough to fulfill its purpose. She slipped the knot over her head. She jumped and kicked the chair off. For a few minutes she struggled and fought for breath, the way humans were normally programmed to do. For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life.

They like to own things, even if it's the school property. I made sure not to make eye contact with any of them and silently passed them. But sadly, there will not be a day that they will let me leave in peace. Camila's other foot extended to the door. And since I was walking too fast, because I thought they were busy talking, she was waiting for me so that she could trip me. She almost succeeded, but luckily, I was not clumsy enough, and I immediately held on to the door frame. I heard Nova call my name. I breathe out. I was so proud of myself that I did not stumble. I mentally congratulate myself.

“No. This isn’t man-made, Ember. And it’s not reality either. Can’t you feel it? The air… it’s colder, colder than any cave could ever be. We’re not standing on stone; we’re somewhere made of ice and snow.” Her voice softened, almost whispering. “The clothes we wear? They’re illusions. We can put on as many layers as we like, but it won’t matter. In the real world, we have nothing covering us. Not even a thread.” I shivered involuntarily, the cold prickling my skin despite the warmth I thought I felt. “We’re trapped in an illusion,” she said, her tone calm but urgent. “All the dangers you see around you? The jagged rocks, the splitting walls… they can’t hurt us. Your fear, your imagination—i

"You'd still fall for lies by other women. You only believe in what you want to see. You refuse to accept the truth. Your distrust of me was the start of our tragedies. "Sean, I'm starting anew. Please leave. I will never forgive you, but I don't hate you." The color drained from his face. "There's no hope between us. Is that right?" "Yes. Never." Sean finally accepted reality. He turned and left in slow, heavy steps, cheeks drenched in a mix of tears and rain. Winnie had no idea where he went, but he looked crestfallen, a shell of his former self. Winnie went into her house and moved the pot of sunflowers indoors. The sunflower was Catherina's favorite flower because, just like Catherina he