Romans & histoires Not Everything Is As It Seems

My living anchor He reads me like a book, the way he looked at me feels like he is memorizing every bits of me and yet, every bits of him is a lie Through the days that I am nothing he was there. Never thought that in the dark there is still a light For the past months that I am with them, they give me advices like I am their little sister, which is wrong, because I am older but they know a more and they proved a lot of things to me and right now, they proved another thing to me, and that is “All of the people around you are not true, some are just deceiving you”

she asks without taking her attention off the book she was reading. "No - no, they do not look old - old though," I say investigating the books. "Oh innocent Rose , not everything is has it seems. Theses books are just a mere example - in life you will come across many people like this book. They may look pretty , innocent and even handsome but within resides pure evil," she says seriously. "Oh, I just thought - thought that you just kept the books safe and tidy," I say taken back by her analogy. A smile appears on her face after a few seconds , " Oh that too my dear , anyways I will leave you to your reading. Just heed my warning about people in life - not everythi

"Oh yeah, very naughty. Now that your sister is not here, you'll have the chance to bait him." Agnes sighed, "I wonder what Lea would do if she learned that he's here." "Zip your mouth! Don't tell her anything." Ann warned her. "If you want to catch the prince charming, make sure you don't tell the princess. Witches like you will have no chance. Men want their eyes covered with cotton candy than the bitter ale." Agnes gasped, "Ann! You dare not compare me to that---" "I will dare everything, child. I'm determined to do that. Talk some sense on your stupid head. This situation is your second chance. Don't blow it away."

What’s this thing you’re trying not to do? Don’t say it’s nothing. There’s someone else you’re trying not to be, right there behind your eyes. I see it. Look at me. Please.

don't really care 'bout everything. ***

But vague clues, suggestive leaks, and wild speculation flooded every platform anyway. [Starbuzz Entertainment Hit by Major Internal Shakeup] [Ralph Foster's Dark Past Exposed in Explosive Compilation] [Stunning Reversal: The Real Power Behind the "Live-In Son-in-Law"] [Who's the Real Power Player Behind Crescent Bay?] Topics like these exploded across the internet. The public never gets tired of rich family drama and ruthless comebacks. When I returned to the Thorne estate in Frenkinston, I immediately had a medical team run a full physical and psychological check on Luke.

Not reacting. That was, specifically, everything.

Alex Nothing feels the same anymore. Everything around me feels heavy, wrong—like I’m slowly sinking and no one even notices. I’m completely drained, from home to work, trapped in a cycle that leaves no room to breathe. Every day, I wear that same fake smile, pretending I’m fine while something inside me is tearing apart.

“Not everyone is what they seem.” Alicia repeated the sentence over and over in her head, her footsteps echoing lightly through the busy hallway. She didn’t even realize she’d said it aloud until heads turned, curious glances, raised brows, whispers that weren’t subtle at all. She froze. What is everyone hiding? The question slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it. More stares. More silence. Alicia blinked rapidly, snapping herself out of the trance. She tucked her books closer to her chest and walked without care about the eyes that watched her. She didn’t like but she could deal with it.

Not just attraction. Not just curiosity. Something deeper. Something dangerous.