The Illusion Of Us Novels & Stories

[ “It is a high-level illusion. Woven with incredible precision, but hollow at its core. Designed to lull the unwary into a false sense of security.” [ Bima: [ Staring at the building, his initial relief turning into a cold dread ] “An illusion? But… it looks so real. The light, the stone…” ] [ Kirill: [ Taking a step forward, his dark coat seeming to drink the remaining shadows ] “The void entities are masters of deception, Bima. They twist perception to serve their purpose. They want no one to notice the change. They want to harvest in peace.” ] He paused, his gaze sweeping over the illusion. [ “It’s expertly crafted. Only a fool would attempt to simply walk through it. It would reveal our

Us? We? April 26, 2009 Boo "Us?" Lucille looked at me like I was crazy. "What do you mean a house for us?" "Well, I'm just talking futurewise. I'm manifesting it. Law of attraction." "You believe in that stuff?" she scoffed. "Of course. All rich people do. That’s why we’re rich." I chuckled. I loved teasing her. "So, would you ever consider moving in with me?"

"How did I know? Of course, I was so close to you but I didn't feel any air coming from your notrils, that's why! Haha" This guy is amazing. He sure notices even small details. When all was quiet, my stomach suddenly growled. How embarrasing. "Ohh tummy, we are near the gasoline station. Just one more block. There's a bakery near there to grab rolls and coffee." He said while touching my tummy. I felt some weird sensation with his touch. Again, we are not werewolves but still there is that sort of magical spark that they talk of when a mate touches you.

A lot of thoughts come pouring in my head like a fload, while walking endlessly in this weird place, or world, I meet in my way only silence and the calming scenery of water with some perpetration from the endless skinless snakes below me, and like that I become the anomality of some sort. Like an idea that starts with an illusion, when somebody yawn beside you, you will feel the urge to yawn like him, or even just yawn, this urge will spread to anyone witness this act. This illusion is contagious because it affects the environment that surround it, this simple act of yawning, if it happen inside a class full of students, most of them, when a student yawn, even the teacher will respond to it

Hugh was the one to answer, “We discovered that August doesn’t run around the same circles as other rich guys. He prefers the humbler side of things so that’s how we’re going to approach this.” This was what made Evangeline feel anxious about this whole operation. While risky, it was easier to pull off being related to the Spanish monarchy or being a businessman’s illegitimate child. She could simply fabricate any stories to get her out of trouble and questioning. She discovered that people would often believe the upper class right away, no matter how improbable their narratives may be. But acting as just another regular person was complicated. There were nuances to it that a person faking w

My entire body trembled from within, and as he saw me so rigidly with my lips slightly parted. "Hey, what's wrong? Did I say anything wrong?" He held me as I was gradually slipping to the ground. Nothing I could answer. Nothing anyone I could say. He pulled me up, back to my feet. He didn't make me stand. He just grabbed my arm and put it across his shoulders, and wrapped his arms around my body. He did not let go. I have no idea what was going through my mind. I couldn't form words to answer his question. My eyes were wide open and streaming with tears and he took in every single emotion I had. Illusions are what you create when you have something that cannot be seen with the physical eye b

she thought to herself. The realization hit Luna like a bolt of lightning. She had been under an illusion, captivated by Justin's charm and charisma, but now her eyes were open. She saw through the false facade and recognized the true worth of her own self. No longer would she settle for someone who only saw her as a trophy or a means to fulfill their own desires.

"I can enter the minds of my enemies and create illusions.” "What kinds of illusions?” Deep down, some stubborn part of my human consciousness feared that everything around me was an illusion caused by that strange infernal magic. That he wanted to make me believe that I was not sailing in a sea of fire and going straight to the marble of hell. Although I really believed that there was, yes, some charm to make me see as something beautiful and harmless that dark river and host of bright-eyed creatures that appeared from time to time at random points of the waters, I doubted that it would be powerful enough to shape a world at its pleasure.

“This heart, beats for me. So I guess it's high time that you stop deceiving yourself and accept the truth.” “Stop being delusional. I'm not listening to any words that you say. And that video, I'm not believing it either. I am no longer easy to fool. Like I said before, the Izabelle standing right beside you now, is different from the Izabelle of the past.” “Total bullshit. Keep saying that to console yourself. Izabelle, what if you find out later that the video is true and not made to fill you? What if you find out that you were all in the wrong ever since? What are you going to do then?”

"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.