The Illusion Of Us Novels & Stories

“I-“ It was an offer that I should have taken in a heartbeat. “They’ll still think I am leeching off of you, that I’m a gold digger that I’m not-“ “I won’t let them.”

Little liar. He has a beautiful voice? I giggle to myself. I remember it felt good to push him off the mountain, to watch his face. The vodka has made me sloppy, but you should know I'm not a light head. Or maybe I am. Mahone slowly plays the chords. "I have somethin' to say, but you're not here So, I'm gazing at the moonlit sky and say these words, You appeared in my life, like a comet You showed me all the stars, all the shiniest

They sat on the chairs near pool, it was night of full moon and water was sparkling with the moonlight. “Maybe I am not as beautiful as Nina but my Love is true, and love doesn’t need to be perfect but it has to be true” Sofia said in convincing tone. “It’s not about who is more beautiful, who is more perfect, you both are perfect in every sense, Sofia you are dream woman which every man wants, you have no flaw in your personality, in your beauty, point is you came late in my life when I already gave my feelings to someone else” Oscar explained firmly.

I drowned out the voice of reasoning in my head letting myself get carried away by things so fake and Instead succumbed to the state of ignorance. It was so clear that all those planning, meetings, and enjoying the finer things of life were all just an illusion, a sad illusion. I subjected myself to planning a fake wedding, I didn't even know the man I was getting married to except his name and the basic things I had to learn from Luke to keep appearances and avoid any speculations.

Mickey My life was a mess. I was beating myself up everyday and at the same time was still trying to put myself together over what happened. But still, I could not stop thinking about that text message that I have received. All day, it played on in my mind, causing havoc within me. The words kept burning inside of me like they had been carved into my skin. "I can help you get the post taken down. Meet me. You know where. If you don’t, the next post will be worse."

And a blind enemy becomes predictable. I allowed the silence to stretch between us, thick and heavy, letting her imagination do half the work for me. Every second she remained trapped in darkness, her mind would race, painting horrors worse than anything I could create. That was the beauty of illusion—not the damage itself, but the chaos it planted inside the victim’s thoughts.

She left them hanging in the closet like the costumes of a dead fairytale. She took a slow, deep breath, her heart giving a slow, heavy thud against her ribs as she looked at her reflection. She knew exactly what she had to do. To protect Leo from the Vaelis lien, she had to execute a brutal script. She had to make Jillian believe she was nothing but a corporate scavenger who had only ever cared about gold. If she completely broke Jillian's faith in her, Jillian would stop fighting Dilan over her and focus entirely on protecting the core Apex liquidity that kept Leo's primary trust alive.

At least not willingly. "Whatever you do," Khalil started, "don't dare give into the illusions. Anything you see here besides people who look half dead is not real. The forest draws you in by holding onto your memories, rifling through the ones you hold dear and creating illusions with them. So whatever happens, if you hear anyone calling you or anything else, do not follow. Do not answer. Do not listen. Just keep walking. And we stay together." "According to Umma, the illusions look too real, so guard your thoughts." Lisa added.

“Everything you wrote was just an illusion, an illusion of the type of life you wanted, and do you know what genre this falls in?” “Umm…romance?” “Yeah, but it’s fiction, so all you need to do is change the title and let everyone know you weren’t writing about your marriage but about what you wished you wanted your marriage to be about.” Won’t that be admitting to everyone that I was the problem in my marriage because I expected my husband to be like my male lead? “You are advising I lie to the public?” I couldn’t believe his suggestion. “No, I am advising you to stop lying to yourself,” he answered, and the more he spoke, the more confused I got.

She said she was horrified, and suddenly the old tree showed its eyes and mouth. "Illusion tree?" Nara said slowly. An illusion tree where the victim will feel the illusion of life that the victim wants to feel. Then the tree will manifest and refuse to return to the real world. Even that person will die, and at that moment the illusion trees will absorb the energy of their victims.