Rastros De Mentiras Novels & Stories

" The end of DECEPTION... Find out what happens next in ENTRAPMENT

Riah threw her hands over her mouth, sobbing harder. "Mom, please... Killian won't find out. I promise." “I want to know everything. Who bit you? You said you’d never mate any Vampire in this kingdom. Then who’s mark is this?” Reyna traced the mark. “You can’t tell anyone.” Her mother cocked her head to the side, giving her a stern look. “Okay. Sorry.” Reyna stood and climbed into the tub, lowering herself in the soothing warm water. “It was an accident.”

Anastasia's gaze darted from the stern driver to the imposing building before her, and she knew she was in dire straits. She tried to explain, her voice trembling, "I... I can't pay you right now. My phone is dead, and I can't find my wallet." Panic washed over her, and the colour drained from her face. The realization of her predicament bore down on her, and it was as if the universe conspired to test her resolve.

But he didn’t seem fazed at all. “Get this to your thick, dumb dead,” he spat. “I didn’t try to poison you, or whatever delusion you have in your head. The video you saw isn’t me. You’re even so dumb not to know that things can be easily fabricated. The next time you try to act cute with me, I won’t be so nice in front of anybody.”

Fear, resolve, regret, all tangled together. Whatever fragile peace still existed was already breaking. And once the truth started coming out, there would be no turning back.

because he found out? Every question burned in Elias’s mind until Victor’s laughter sliced through the air. “I can not believe you trusted him,” Victor was saying, his tone almost gleeful. “Where you that desperate for love, Rivera? Or is it just that orphans crave affection so much they willl trade anything for it even critical thinking?” “Fuck you!” Jace spat, his voice raw with fury. He struggled against the chair, the metal rattling against the floor."You are the most vile human i have ever met... i hate you."

Rita said, and Renz's gaze suddenly softened as he pondered her words. He was trying to believe her over the maids? Renz then looked into Rita's eyes and asked, “If you are certain you never stole those items, then how do you explain this video with you in it?” “Beta,” Rita began after Renz showed her the video, “I mean no disrespect, but this is fabricated to get to me. I couldn't have been two persons at the same time while locked up in my room.” “But this is you in the video.” “That isn't the real me, Beta. Someone got this all made up,” she said defiantly.

Elroy asked, tone disbelieving but sharp. “No!” Rita yelped. “I—they—” “My client was approached by a Ravencrest pack member,” her lawyer butt in smoothly, sparing her from stuttering out a response. She was obviously terrified. That didn’t bring me any joy. "And why," the Elroy asked, stern-faced, "would the Ravencrest pack have any interest in providing false information about our Luna?" Rita's shoulders slumped. "I don't know. That's why I believed it. It seemed so... official."

All of it tilted like my world had just flipped upside down. Every memory. Every kiss. Every tear. All the nights I held Rafael in my arms… all the times I told him my deepest fears, thinking I was safe. And he’d been lying. Manipulating, using me. I felt sick. It couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t. Ricardo was lying. He had to be. Twisting things, playing mind games like he always did. That was what he was good at, getting into people’s heads, poisoning their thoughts until they didn’t know what was real anymore.

I state, mimicking my father's earlier goodbye. I glance at myself in the mirror and notice that my makeup is streaking down my face, and my ponytail is askew. I looked like a mess. I padded over to the bathroom and ran myself a hot bath, adding my favorite vanilla-scented bath bomb and some lavender bubbles. I soak in hot water, letting all the stress from the day melt away. I close my eyes and let myself dream, just for a minute, about the ball tonight. I envision myself getting on with all the she-wolves present and dancing in the hands of the Alpha, talking to him like I am anyone but A Macafee. I can almost feel the laughter in my chest and the smile on my face before I open my eyes and