Romans & histoires 4 Truth

On it glowed a single message draft, unsent— Next move begins tomorrow. Phase Four. And with that, the game between truth and power tightened its grip.

I said. "So today is the day where you publish your newest book and it's called The Real Deal. Can you tell us briefly what it is about?" The MC asked and I smiled nodding. "Well.. I don't want to spoil anything but it's based on my own love life. I wrote this book for my boyfriend, Ares, just to thank him for everything." I said and I turned to see Ares standing beside my dad. He smiled widely at me and I turned to the audience again nervously.

Evil can win once but not forever, and truth cannot be buried forever; this is the fact of life. To Be Continued.

Do you think he told us the truth when he said he cannot remember? The truth isn’t a math exam. It isn’t made of numbers, and can neither be calculated nor concluded, since it is constantly expanding. There is no absolute answer when it comes to the truth. It changes in the hands of those who touch it. Like a living organism, it moves, breathes and, sometimes, flees as soon as you approach it. ‘Of course it can be true,’ Helen said, and thereby: the truth.

It was him, the man I dreamed about, Xavier Quinn. For four years, he had tormented me relentlessly, mocked me, and had affairs with numerous women, even forcing me into a relationship with him. Just days before his engagement to another woman, he had forcibly slept with me. Now, he claimed to love me, but he still brought this woman in front of me. He had deceived me over and over, played with my feelings. Was it really worth it? Luckily, I didn't believe him. Even though I almost did. When Wendy pulled my arm in annoyance, I had no defenses, and she yanked me off the bed.

Eventually you will overcome this. I am truly sorry and I'm regretting the times that I has my chances to say to you my real feelings. "I love you,.....Charlie." God, please protect my wife.

And for the first time in my life, I realized that I was… Whole. “Our mates are here,” a feminine voice, both young and ageless all at once, whispered in my mind. It reverberated through my skull like a bell, and yet it soothed me unlike anything before. “There are four total, but three are here tonight…” Before I could react, three familiar voices rang out all at once. “Mate!”

And above all… do your best to speak only truth, or the Game will know. Lies are the currency of the damned. ] Farrah took a deep breath as she carefully read the rules. This was her lifeline after all. She had basically just died from the car accident, and she didn’t want to die again. If there was a chance of survival, she might as well cling to it. Still, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. This simply felt too unreal. “This is insane…” she whispered. “It’s a nightmare. It has to be.”