Just An Illusion Novels & Stories

"- Listen to me carefully... there is nothing wrong with you, at least for me, I don't know about you, but believe me, even if I wanted to know, but about your life, I will not force you into anything, just as you did not ask me about mine, and I can assure you, that we have similar lives. - He needed to know, I wouldn't let him think otherwise, what makes you think he is different or inferior to anyone? Appearance? Appearance isn't everything, they're mostly deceptive, I can prove that myself.” "-So, please consider what I said, even though I may be looking like a crazy person, standing in this room, after almost being buried alive by recent events, I can assure you that I'm being as sane a

This felt strange and Mila still wasn't used to seeing her own figure staring at her and giving her such a look. "I see it clearly," Mila said slowly, she then reached out her hand to touch Cosmo's body. "But can't touch it." Cosmo's body looked touchable, but in reality, Mila's hand was holding empty air when she tried to grasp it. "You think she's real?" "She only exists in your mind," Liam said in a calm voice. He refused to admit it; refused to admit that Mila could see things that others couldn't. Just like the previous king did… "She's just an illusion and you should stop thinking about her."

Lucky for me, the two strong gentlemen that had been holding me up were still acting as beams of support, thank goddess for them. I watched as the elderly woman walked through the dense trees and... disappeared? Hold on a second! She was just right there! I felt panic begin to rise from deep in my stomach and flood my system, what had I gotten myself into? "It's alright my lady, it's not real. It's an illusion. We use it to keep unwanted people out of our home" one of the men that was holding me up said. An illusion? That most definitely did not look like an illusion, how did they make it look so real?

Cultivator's sword pierced through one’s body, and the terrifying sword radiance would wreak havoc in one’s body in an instant, crushing one’s internal organs and vitality. But now, the other party had not only talked to him for a while, but also straightened up with a faint smile on the face. That was too abnormal. Suddenly, Yates Gandi thought of a possibility. "Illusion." As he blurted it out, he felt as if his brain had been punched hard. At this time, Yates Gandi only had one thought, "How is this possible?" The other party’s illusion had been cut off by him. How could it be possible that there was another illusion that he could not see through?

Lust ties us between lies we can't unfold, dragging us deeper into uncontrollable webs. Something irresistible, that makes us question why pleasure might just be an illusion. If pleasure was an illusion, why was this so strong that she felt it badly?

It felt as though it was closing in on me, and the sun was about to set—setting an unsettling feeling within me, one that sprouts into the thought of me quite possibly being late, and might just fail given I have barely done anything, and it the time is over already. Except, I know deep down it could not be. Illusions, I reminded myself once again—everything here is an illusion. With a newfound determination and with the boars stalking me with a predatory look on their faces---almost as if I am the prey and not the other way around, I decided to ignoring the setting sun illusion, and instead, focus on the current task at hand.

’ Maya has an amused tone in her voice, Aileen could imagine that if she was human, she would be all smiles. “She said she would see me again, is this what she meant?” ‘I don't think this is the place. It looks more like an… illusion.’ “An illusion? But everything here seems so real.” ‘That's the purpose of an illusion, Aileen. To make you think that everything is real. There, push your power into the three over there, watch it disappear.’ Aileen did as she said and just like that, the tree crumbled, just dust and everything fell apart as well, including the darkness and grass.

Everyone looked at him. “What is it?” the older man asked. The young man pressed his hand to his forehead. “I just saw something.” Nova stepped closer. “What did you see?” “It looked real,” he whispered. “But… wrong.” The woman beside him frowned. “Wrong how?” He hesitated. “Like a perfect memory… that never happened.” Nova’s eyes narrowed. “Illusions.” The older man stiffened. “The Architect.” Before Nova could respond, a voice echoed through the system. Cold.

The locket was stable in her hand and the machine beeped. Anamika's eyes widened when she saw Rafael in front of her. She gasped and it made Aurora flinch. Rafael vanished again. "What the fuck?" Anamika scowled at it disgusted. She looked at Aurora in disbelief. "It's AI!" Aurora gave her same look. She understood that the illusion appears when signals connect and with the slightest movement, it disappears. That's why only Raan could see it. once she moves, the illusion disappears and people think that she is insane.

Their breaths were shallow. Like drowning men who thought they’d found the shore only to realize it was a mirage stitched from lust and desperation. They didn’t see me anymore. Not the real me. I created an illusion of me what they saw wasn't real. I sat, cross-legged in the corner of the room, the light washing amber over bare thighs and cool skin. My fingers toyed lazily with the frayed edge of Kai’s jacket, draped like a forgotten relic across my lap. My body was still, regal, composed. But inside? A smile coiled slow beneath my ribs. Because they believed.