Webs Of Deception Novels & Stories

* The new weaver’s voice was cunning, intimate, as if they knew her—not just her name, but her fears, her losses. Kade’s growl rumbled beside her, his claws glinting in the dim light. “This one’s playing games already. That whisper—it’s too damn personal.” “It’s meant to be,” Selene said, her spectral form gliding ahead, her light steady but wary. “The gray star isn’t like the others. It’s not chaos or order—it’s deception, hiding in plain sight. This weaver thrives on doubt.” Lucas twirled his dagger, his jaw tight, the memory of Arachne’s false vision of his betrayal still raw. “Doubt? Great. As if we didn’t have enough of that. Any chance this weaver’s just gonna show up and fight fair?”

Dance with the Devil is a song by Immortal Technique that I once heard. After dancing with a rumored devil in the flesh, I don't know why I can still recall these songs. Nicholas is a peculiar and mysterious individual. When I questioned him about our relationship, he replied, "I'll show you." Shortly after, he had my legs spread wide and had his cookie all to himself while I was resting on my back. I keep wondering just what that particular moment meant. Am I just a gullible young woman who just abandoned herself to a stranger? Love is supposedly blind, but I don't believe it to be more blind than I am. If a blind man can accurately play piano notes. I ponder how I can't notice the danger r

But who? The fact that he tried to hide that, makes me wonder if he had anything to do with Sam and Jessica's behaviour.... I placed my hands on my head and tried to ease the tension by massaging it. Why couldn't people be straightforward? I was super tired of this sick game of secrets. It seemed as though everywhere I would go, lies, deceit and manipulation followed. I just wanted to live a normal peaceful life! Was that too much to ask for? The universe was really selfish.

Alexander's web of lies was intricate and complex, with many layers and facets. They found that Alexander had used his wealth and influence to manipulate others, to get what he wanted, no matter the cost. He had a network of accomplices and pawns, people who were either unwittingly or willingly caught up in his schemes. Max and Emily were shocked by the extent of Alexander's deception. He had lied about his past, his business dealings, and even his identity. He had created a false persona, one that was charming and charismatic, but completely fabricated. As they delved deeper, they discovered that Alexander's schemes were not just limited to his business dealings. He had also manipulated peo

As we peeled back the layers of deception, we discovered that our lives had been intricately woven into a web of lies and manipulation. It became apparent that some of the people we held dear were not as trustworthy as they seemed. Friends turned foes, allies became adversaries, and the line between right and wrong blurred into shades of gray. We navigated a treacherous landscape, where loyalties were tested and alliances shifted like the wind. As the truth unraveled, we found ourselves entangled in a dangerous game of power and deceit, with the stakes higher than ever before. Our love, once a beacon of hope and strength, became a target for those who sought to destroy us.

Instead, I found myself on a bed draped in fabric so fine and luxurious it made my skin prickle with unease. Fragments of the previous night started flooding in. The plan had been simple—slip something into Scott Smith’s drink, the A-list actor everyone adored. Then, get a photo of us tangled together, caught in a compromising position. That photo would be my ticket, lifting me from an unknown actress to an overnight internet sensation.

"Why should I suffer after being cheated on? Is it really enough for me to just let her leave empty-handed? Maybe that's just what they want so that they could play happy family while I lose everything. If that happens, I will lose both my pride and money." With that thought in mind, I pulled over and bought three packs of the abortion medicine. The man said they were disguised as regular prenatal supplements but had subtle counteracting properties. Even professionals wouldn't be able to tell if anything was wrong with it. Plus, it would be impossible to detect something wrong with the medicine since the effect was slow. When I got home, Vicky was lounging on the sofa in a silk dress. She wa

Caught off guard by Julia's sudden question, Yasmin hesitated for a moment before responding, "Do you think I'd casually reveal the whereabouts of such a big shot?" A glint of coldness flickered in Julia's eyes, her voice icy. "Yasmin, if you're referring to the Divine Doctor as a 'big shot,' then you must be aware that such prominent figures aren't subject to idle rumors. Do you believe I could make a statement that you claim to know the Divine Doctor, potentially earning her disfavor? Are you truly ready to face the consequences?" Fear drained the color from Yasmin's face. Her lie about locating the Divine Doctor was an attempt to garner more affection and attention from Philip, and in thi

“Question everything, Sienna. Nothing is as simple as it looks.” The visit ended, and as she watched him escorted away, Sienna felt the full weight of the danger closing in. This was no ordinary case — it was a labyrinth of lies, deception, and shadows from the past. And she was already in too deep to turn back.

The performance required precision. Not deception in the broad sense — she was not a wolf who could sustain a comprehensive lie across multiple contexts without the seams showing, and she knew this about herself with the same clarity she knew everything. What she was good at was selective truth: showing the parts of a thing that were real while controlling which parts were visible and to whom.