Illusion A Novel Novels & Stories

He choked, holding his neck as he was being lifted up by an invisible force. I released after a few seconds, and he fell to the ground coughing rigorously. He sat up, throwing me a glare as he rubbed his neck. “I hate you.” He murmured. “The feeling is mutual.” “Well…The book of illusion was here, in this library and she took it. How come you didn't notice?” “Ah, that was the book she begged me to get. Well, I saw it but wasn't able to recognise it, it probably disguised itself or created a false illusion.” He stroked his chin.

I finally realized that she had been secretly teaching herself multiple foreign languages. I then recalled that Joanna was there during my conversation with Zachary on the phone about my marriage with Cassandra. I did not think much of it at the time, but now I realized that Joanna must have understood everything that we said. The next moment, the notebook slipped away from my hands as I stumbled backward in disbelief. I could not imagine how much pain Joanna must have felt at the moment, to be deceived by the very person that she had loved the most. The thought of it caused a sharp pain to tear through my chest.

And Ilana didn't really blame them. She felt invisible, detached, unreal. She was just a trick of the light, a mirage, an illusion. Hadn't Calix always known that? He'd managed to spin his words to make it sound magical and special but there was nothing special about Ilana. He was the only person who'd seen right through Ilana's facade. The only person who'd even begun to understand what Ilana really was. Ilana spun the stool around so that her back was to the bar and the movement made her head spin.

I announced as I took my phone and checked something " Guys looked at this photo," I said as I handed it over to them " What about it? " Lyon asked as he gave me the phone " This was a group picture we took at the entrance of blu island, if you remember carefully the van was parked behind us and if you zoom into the picture you’ll notice that the van isn’t there " " Are you… saying…Melody isn’t… real? " Liv said in stutter as she widened her eyes “ Yes, and No, I don’t just think Melody isn’t real but I think everything about her isn’t real. We are having been living in an illusion "

The hallucinations intensified, an onslaught of sensations that defied the boundaries of my fractured sanity. "Embrace him," Lila howled, her voice a feral command. The specter of Lucius drew closer, his presence overwhelming. The dungeon warped, twisted into a labyrinth of desire and despair. I clawed at the illusions, the boundary between reality and hallucination disintegrating like fragile parchment. In the throes of the heat-induced psychosis, I surrendered. The barriers crumbled, and I embraced the phantoms that danced in the shadows of my fractured mind. Lucius, an apparition of desire, consumed my thoughts.

Harper tried to manipulate her perception, forcing Lila to see phantoms of Cade screaming, Adrian’s hand reaching out, even Evelyn’s smirking face. “Stop it!” Lila yelled aloud, shaking her head violently. Her aura pulsed brighter, a flickering barrier that pushed back the illusions. You are mine. You are mine. Harper screeched in fury. A low growl echoed from the darkness ahead. Lila froze. Then, from the blackened corners, figures emerged—shadows animated by Harper’s influence. They were distorted reflections of the people she had trusted, twisted into forms that lunged and clawed at her.

I focused on visualizing the illusion as a fragile construct, a mirage that could be shattered. ‘Cassian,’ I whispered, my mental voice trembling with intensity. ‘This illusion is not my reals elf. It's a fragile façade created by Dorian's dark magic. You have to fight it! If you can’t Dorian will kill you! Break free from the chains that bind you!’ The illusion wavered, flickering like a dying flame, and for a moment, Cassian's true self shone through. His eyes met mine, filled with confusion and longing.

My entire body trembled from within, and as he saw me so rigidly with my lips slightly parted. "Hey, what's wrong? Did I say anything wrong?" He held me as I was gradually slipping to the ground. Nothing I could answer. Nothing anyone I could say. He pulled me up, back to my feet. He didn't make me stand. He just grabbed my arm and put it across his shoulders, and wrapped his arms around my body. He did not let go. I have no idea what was going through my mind. I couldn't form words to answer his question. My eyes were wide open and streaming with tears and he took in every single emotion I had. Illusions are what you create when you have something that cannot be seen with the physical eye b

But with Novel, a warmth filled my heart that I couldn't describe. “How long is this journey?” she asked. “It’s very long. We have three stops before we get to the Crystal Moon Pack,” I answered. “Three stops?” “Yes. The first is the Wolf Village, the second is the Fire Crossroad, and the third one is the Land of Illusion.” “The Land of Illusion?” “Yes. It says people lose their souls there if you can’t resist what it would show you.” “Seriously?” She covered her mouth with her hands. “Yes.”

Fear gripped her, but beneath it, a spark of that forbidden curiosity ignited—stories come to life, just like in her books. The doll approached the bed on unsteady legs, its small feet pattering against the wooden floor. Up close, its lifeless face unnerved her, painted lips frozen in a perpetual smile. But those eyes burned with something hungry, something not of this world. A dark spirit, Lila thought wildly, her mind racing to the fantasy tales she loved. The doll climbed onto the bed, its tiny hands reaching out. They were cold, smooth porcelain against her warm skin as it crawled toward her. Lila recoiled, pulling the sheet up like a shield.