Is Dark Deception Chapter 5 Out Novels & Stories

On International Women's Day, I spent twelve hours straight in a live stream, selling $5 million worth of product. When it came time to settle my commission, my aunt and boss, Sandra Holt, quietly transferred my $400,000 cut into her own account and handed me $500, labeled as a meal stipend. She took my hand with a warm, motherly smile. "Sweetheart, you're still an intern. Taking that much money at your age would hurt your career development. Let me hold onto it for you. Put it toward a car someday." I looked at the sharp calculation behind her kind eyes. I didn't argue. I took the money without a word. That night, I deleted my account and vanished, taking my entire product-sourcing system with me. The next morning, Aunt Sandra stared at a live stream with ten viewers and finally started blowing up my phone.

My younger brother, Sean, and I were both critically ill and needed kidney transplants. When the hospital finally found two matching donors, my mother didn't hesitate for a second and gave both kidneys to Sean. She said to me, "Ivan, Sean has been frail since he was little. Having two kidneys will make him healthier. He isn't like you. You've gone through dialysis so many times. I'm sure you're used to it." In the end, I didn't receive the kidney transplant. Tormented by illness, I suffered unbearably until I finally closed my eyes forever. Yet, she couldn't accept it. Her eyes turned red from crying.

Mira Le'Breck was in dilemma on what she is going to do with her pregnancy, she is carrying the seed of the Vampire king. Who take advantage of her weakness on the night of that specific lunar eclipse, to fulfill the prophecy for world domination. The Vampire king is cruel, ruthless and power hungry. He mated her to give birth to the creature who posses the greatest power he will use this child to achieve world domination. Mira realized that the child is of her flesh and blood and into this child flows the bloodline that will restore the race of the white witches that are close to annihilation. Not knowing that she is carrying a triplets the future of the three races that will someday each represents the Vampires, werewolf and witches. They are the outcast of each of the races they represent, bound to make or break the lasting peace of all races for all creatures.

“Spread those legs for me, Yulia.” Nikolai’s voice is a command, not a request. They say the devil doesn’t come with horns or fire, but mine came in the form of my husband. Nikolai Romano is ruthless, cold, and obsessed with a woman he met in a secret club… a woman he’s been searching for ever since. He never saw her face, only a bracelet she left behind. I was never meant to be his bride. I was the replacement. Offered up by the family who took me in when I was an orphan, all because their real daughter, Elena, didn’t want him. To Nikolai, I’m nothing more than a duty. A punishment. A body warming another woman’s place. But secrets have a way of bleeding through the cracks. What happens when Elena realizes the man she rejected is the very one she’s always wanted? And what will happen when Nikolai discovers that the real lady he’s met in the club… has been beside him all along?

Seraphina Hale has spent her entire life believing she was unwanted. Abandoned as a baby and raised in abject poverty by the woman who saved her, she never expected her powerful biological family to return. But when a life-threatening illness leaves her desperate for money, they offer her an impossible deal: impersonate her missing sister and marry billionaire CEO Adrian Kingsley. For three years, she must live another woman's life. What begins as a business arrangement quickly becomes dangerous when Adrian starts noticing cracks in the lie. As secrets unravel, Seraphina finds herself caught in a world of wealth, betrayal, corporate warfare, and family conspiracies buried for decades. Because the truth isn't just that she was abandoned. The truth is that someone spent twenty seven years trying to erase her existence. And the woman everyone thought was worthless may be the most powerful heir of them all.

At the start of graduation season, my boyfriend took more than two hundred photos of Madison Vale. Chase Whitman was president of Westbridge University’s photography club. He knew how to find flattering light and how to coax people out of stiff smiles. Madison stood beneath the maples outside the library in a white dress, her graduation cap tucked under one arm. “Am I taking up too much of your time?” she asked. Chase checked the last few shots and smiled. “You make my job easy.” When it was finally my turn, he barely looked at me. “Stand by the tree.” He clicked the shutter twice and lowered the camera. “Done.” I stared at him. “That’s it?” He turned the screen toward me. In one photo my eyes were half-closed; in the other, a branch shadow slashed diagonally across my face. “Can we try again?” Chase sighed. “Avery, you always tense up. Fifty more takes won’t change that.” Ten minutes later, my phone buzzed. He had posted in the Westbridge Buy: Twenty dollars for someone to spend ten minutes taking a few graduation photos of my girlfriend. Nothing fancy. She just needs something usable. Half an hour later, a stranger replied. I sent him my location, then added: Just so you know, I’m not very photogenic. His answer came almost immediately: That usually says more about the photographer than about the subject. When Rowan Hayes arrived, he looked at Chase’s two photos and said, “He didn’t even try.” An hour later, he sent me the raw files. No filters, no heavy retouching. Just me on the library steps, my hair loose in the wind and my eyes brighter than I remembered them being.

I, Daphne Thorn, am an impoverished woman from the slums. William Blackburn, on the other hand, is the son of the richest man in Wylland. Unexpectedly, the two of us who share such vastly different identities end up being together. So far, we've tried out various difficult positions in our bouts of passion during our secret rendezvouses in secluded areas. Like the madman he is, William often torments me in every session. I'm so exhausted that I'm about to fall asleep. That's when a notification pops up on William's phone, which is sitting next to me. So, I take a peek at it. "William, my stomach hurts a lot! I'm suffering so much right now!" It's a text from someone named "Ellie". All the exhaustion in me disappears. I can feel my chest tightening up in discomfort. Once William is done with his shower, he leaves the bathroom and picks up his phone. "You should sleep first. I'm heading out," he says. When I see William turning his back on me, I blurt out, "Are you going to meet that childhood sweetheart of yours?" William wheels around to look at me. Suddenly, he moves to lift my chin. There is a trace of wariness in his eyes. "Don't go around sticking your nose in my business, Daphne. I like my woman docile and obedient." But I end up stalking William all the way to Royale Hotel, where I witness him visiting Elaine Moore, his childhood sweetheart. He coaxes her as though she's the most precious treasure in the world. I don't have the courage to question William in person. But still, I want to know who he thinks is more important to him—me or Elaine? So, I give him a call. "William, my gastritis is acting up again! It hurts so much! Can you drive me to the hospital?" I said. I use the same tactic that Elaine had used earlier. That night, I keep waiting for William, and yet he never returns to me. That's when I decide to not love him anymore.

On the night of her wedding, unsightly photos of hers were leaked by her best friend, leading her to become the joke of the town. Five years later, she returned with a son with an unknown father, only to bump into an enlarged version of her child! As the cold and handsome man looked at the mini-version of himself, he squinted threateningly and said, “Woman, how dare you run away with my child?”She shook her head innocently in response, “I’m not sure what’s going on either…”At this moment, the little one stood out and stared at the stranger man. “Who’s this rascal bullying my mother? You’ll first have to get past me if you wanna lay a hand on her!”

After surviving a horrific accident when he was a kid and awakening his magic, Knight Adamson life had changed for the worst. All his life he had been bullied and ostracized, but it doesn't change his goal since he was a kid. And that's to become a soldier. For three years now he’s been working for the Awakaned Human Defense Force and leading Alpha Team—all against the wishes of his family. The job requires his full dedication, so it’s no surprise Knight doesn’t have time for a relationship. An enticing one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger is all it takes to show Knight exactly what he’s been missing. But when a mission to take down a Necromancer Group brings that same stranger back into his world, Knight's life gets more complicated than it already is.... Staff Sergeant Kira Martin was only looking to relieve some stress after her long mission. She didn't knew that the hot guy she picked up from the bar was actually the leader of the Notorious Alpha Team of Awakaned Human Defense Force. When she and her partner get seconded to the Alpha Team to help fight a Necromancer threat she came face to face with the guy who ignited a flame within her. Her desire burn so hot she's having trouble keeping her secrets safe. To the point, it's get harder and harder to do amidst regulations they both tempted to break. Giving into their desires could cost both of their careers. Abiding with the rules will only result in heartache. But when the AHDF main headquarters was attacked, it suddenly brought a choice that either Kira or Knight couldn't break. Duty or Love?

The fake daughter only sneezed. My three brothers reacted as if she were on her deathbed, crowding around her anxiously and refusing to let her out of their sight. So when she pointed her finger at me again, insisting I had shoved her into the pool, they accepted her story without a second thought. They hauled me to a deserted walk-in freezer, sealed the door behind me at -58°F, and made sure the only escape was out of reach. I screamed for my oldest brother, the CEO, to let me out. He called me a cruel attention seeker. I begged my second brother, the doctor. He told me I finally got what I deserved. I begged my third brother, the big-shot attorney. He just sneered. "You've always been jealous of Chloe. Now you pushed her into the pool when you knew she was fragile? You really are rotten. Someone like you needs to stay in there and cool off." Then, they bundled Chloe into their arms and rushed her to the hospital over a sneeze. Bit by bit, warmth seeped from my body, until it seemed like ice was flowing through my veins instead of blood. After thirty-six hours, I slipped away, lost to the cold. Three days later, Chloe returned from the hospital, and only then did my brothers remember I existed. But by then, the freezer had already claimed me.