Novelas y relatos de Just An Illusion

"- 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

The guard walked away, cleaning himself in disgust. “Quiet girl, it is obvious that you are of high class. You shouldn't be here; besides, you are very beautiful, and you remind me of me from my younger days. I was very beautiful, and I used that to make men do whatever I wanted. No one could resist me; no male could tame me. Only time, which often walks confidently because there is no one to stop it, took charge of diminishing me, and now, at my age, I had to learn to beg for affection. You should take advantage of that beauty and use it as a weapon that is superior to a thousand atomic bombs. Illusion is a man, and he will be able to destroy armies and demolish walls, no matter if you give

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."

"Little brother, what about me helping you with your work? Um....are you making a science project or somethin' like that? Then, I sure can help you." "And I sure you can't," replied Mahone. "How do you know that?" "I am exploring optical illusion. I am trying to make an infinite mirror and of course it's very hard," he continued to speak smugly. "At least I need a few weeks to finish it, because I haven't found all the equipments, like....I bought some plexiglass sheets named polycarbonate. They are good company's, you know. They looked clear in the shop, but when I checked them in my room, they kinda seemed opaque, the hell! I bet the shopkeeper was selling secondhand goods, just showing of

But all that greeted her was the echo of her voice making her more frustrated. Dropping to her knees, Mira found her helplessness and despair turning to tears. " Nobody is out here my child,you should stop calling out because you are in an illusion. What you are seeing is nothing real." Mira heard a voice and turned to look at the direction it came from but saw nothing. " Who are you and how comes you can see me and I can't?" Mira found herself asking. What did the person mean by she was in an illusion? Didn't that mean everything she was seeing was fabricated and not real?

"Remember, Bel. You have to." The word prickles my ear, faintly... From a distance yet it brings a new kind of feeling to me... So calm and relaxing. Closing my heavy lid, breathing in and out calmly as I enjoy the feeling of her lips on my forehead. I heard it again, faint, yet so clear... "It's an illusion. The world you're living in. It's an illusion, Isobel."

"We have come this far together. No illusion can break our bond." The figure's eyes gleamed with an eerie light as it waved a hand, conjuring a thick mist that surrounded them. The mist swirled, taking shape to form vivid scenes from their pasts. Shadows danced and whispered, taunting them with their deepest regrets and insecurities. Luna felt her heart constrict as she was confronted with an illusion of her late parents, their voices filled with disappointment in her. Tears welled in her eyes, but she fought against the illusion, reminding herself that it was not real.

She's creating illusions that aren't real. Everything is in my head. Non-existent. Imaginary. "I own you," I hear Violet's voice again. This time, I just close my eyes and take a deep breath. I’m not going to let her win again. Not even as an illusion.

“Well… how did you know that it wasn’t me who attacked you. No one has been able to break luisa’s illusion magic before.” “Did they force you to join them? The third person… it was you, isn’t it?” “They had turned me into Luisa and Luisa had turned herself into me.” “Well, her illusion magic wasn’t working.” Ren glanced at her. “Illusion magic has a major fault, if the person knows it's an illusion it won’t work no matter how lifelike the illusion is. Besides she was busy putting up the spell she had cast outside the classroom.” “I see.”

A different me. Laughing, laughing, liking... Loving him. I breathe and rip my arm away. The moment his touch is gone, the pictures fade, but the mark stays, haunting me. No. No, it can’t be real. He watches me carefully. "You saw it, didn’t you? You remember now." I shake my head furiously. "That wasn’t real. It’s some trick...some illusion." His smirk returns. "Deny it all you want, but the truth is already breaking inside you. And soon, you won’t be able to ignore it."