Love And Deception Novels & Stories

Alois Devaraux, the first Emperor of Heaven who is known for his excellency in crafting weapons, set his own foot on the land of mortals to bring peace and execute the wolves using his very own hands. Meanwhile, in a far away mountain located in the land of mortals home a woman who fell in love with a wolf, Callista Cournellier. Upon searching for a Comfrey amidst the forest, she stumbled upon a man whom she thought of as a hunter, Louis Valentine. Their meetings did not end in this and they eventually got married. The woman soon bore a child in her womb. The gender is still unknown but a decision has been made to call the baby Anastasia if it’s a female, or Gavin if it is of the opposite ge

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

had built our relationship on a foundation of lies. And anything that grows on a lie is not real. It's fake. It. Doesn't. Fucking. Exsist. We didn't exist anymore. But I married her anyway. Yes, I did. Because, that moment in the room... while I stared out the window at our venue, at all the people who knew me, who respected me... well there wasn't a chance in this cold hell I would let them see I was a victim of a fraud. Because that is what Love was, a fraud. The best of them.

Love. END

Thinking about the nonsense he brought to me Love! That word should be synonymous with deception. It is an elaborate hoax. A word that stupid people use to take advantage of their less intelligent counterparts. Love is a bullshsit idea promoted by delusional writers to earn money. I don't believe in it. Not parental love and certainly not romantic love. That's even more dumb and pointless.

So this was where it began, the lies, the magic, the bond that wasn’t meant to be. For the first time in weeks, I felt something close to clarity. Not peace. Not forgiveness. Purpose. I pocketed the charm, the card, and one of the notebooks. Then I turned toward the faint light spilling through the cracks in the wall. “It wasn’t love that bound us, Emon,” I said quietly. “It was deception, and now, it’s my turn to unravel it.” I stepped out into the morning, the city waking around me, unaware that its shadows were about to be hunted.

I said, my voice steady but burning with anger. She catwalked back to me, “Someone I respect said, the love grows after being married,” she giggled. “If you don't want to, I would have no choice but to let grandma know about the past relationship you had and might still have towards your enemy's daughter.” My hands clenched into fists, “How can a person change overnight?” I said, anger laced beneath my words. Her hands caressed my chest, “Love made me,” she said, chuckling. “I would be waiting for you in the bedroom Chelo.”

I felt a bitter mixture of anger and sorrow wash over me as I realized the depth of his deception. Steeling myself, I took a step back, needing to distance myself from the scene before me. It was a shocking revelation, one that shattered any lingering doubts I may have had about Lorcan's true nature. It was clear now that he was a master manipulator, capable of deceit on the most despicable level. My heart ached with the realization that the love I had once felt for him had been misplaced, and I had been a pawn in his twisted game.

he spoke, lightly tapping on her tear stained cheeks. “You don't want to believe that your love has deceived you,” he grinned, turning more barbaric. His choice of words ached her soul. He was confessing such brutal things to her with no shame or guilt. He was not looking guilty to confess that he had broken her soul with his betrayal and it hurt her beyond her endurance. “Then ask yourself whether Armando Zelvasco has deceived Flora Alfanso by showing himself as Easton Marzel in front of her or……she paused and thrusted her face closer to his. She gazed into his light cerulean orbs with nothing but pain and pain.

It's mine," he answers without hesitation. In that instant, my world shatters, and the thread of hope I still held onto fades away, extinguishing any feelings I had at that moment. How can you be sure it's really yours? She got pregnant when you were away for some time. Initially, she panicked because if you suspected the child wasn't yours, you would have dumped her. When she realized she had managed to deceive you, she made a deal with me. I wouldn't tell anyone, and she would let me have contact with the child. We would see each other occasionally. Since I knew there was no chance she would let me take responsibility for the child, I agreed to this arrangement. I knew she would prefer som