4 Truths Book Novels & Stories

"Go back to how it was? You had Marvin's baby. And me? I'm left with nothing. You're hurt now. You can't have kids anymore... How are we supposed to have a good life together?" No sooner had I stopped talking than Marvin, standing beside me, burst out with a fiery passion. "Daniel, how could you say that about Rebecca? She's the one who's truly hurting, knowing she can't have kids anymore. "You ought to be more understanding and help her through this, not just obsess over having her give you a baby. She's not some baby-making machine." Patrick and Nancy nodded in agreement. "Exactly, our Rebecca's a top-notch CEO. Why should she have kids for a guy like you who can't even stand on his own tw

He thought: of course it can. He had learned this in three years of the open interior. The belief in a person — in himself, in Adrian, in Miriam, in the strangers who would use the library — was not the same as the softening of reality. The belief was the prior condition, the ground from which honest engagement was possible. You could tell someone a hard truth if you believed in them. You could hold the full weight of the complex and the difficult and the unresolved if the ground of the relationship was the belief.

She thoughts she has won because she shouted at him and filled his ears with rumours from jobless people who made gossiping their daily routine as if they will get millions of money or awards for each rumour they made. Rumours are true, people will not see a fire without smoke, they will never say what they didn't see or happened, the problem is they will add a huge portion of lies to it; five per cent of truths they saw or happened and ninety-five per cent of lies, big lies. And the strangest and funniest thing about rumours is that people tend to add their own exaggeration; lies as they gossipped or passed to another person, that person will add his/her own exaggeration; lies and passed to

he argued, “if we let them change, if we let them cross lines… how do we know what is right? How do we know what is true? How do we keep them from falling into chaos and ruin?” “Because truth does not change when people change,” I answered softly. “Truth is simply how things are. And things are made to connect. Made to belong. Made to weave together into something stronger and finer than any single part could ever be. You do not lose truth when you open your gates. You find more of it. You find parts you never knew existed, parts that were hidden behind your own walls.”

On the night before my wedding, the bridal party is too excited to sleep, so someone suggests a game of anonymous confessions. Everyone writes down one thing they want to say to me, the groom-to-be. I eagerly close my eyes, expecting heartfelt wishes and congratulations, but the first note stuns me. "You bastard. If you weren't forcing my sister to marry you, Lyle would be my brother-in-law!" Lyle Thomas is my best friend. Just three hours earlier, he called to apologize, saying a last-minute business trip had come up and he couldn't make it to the wedding. My hands tremble as I continue reading. "That watch she gave you as a wedding present is one Lyle turned down. He said it looked ch

My daughter, Amelia Rossum, comes home with her palm pierced all the way through by a pencil. I drop my mop in a panic, hastily change out of my loungewear, and rush her to the ER. At the hospital entrance, my husband, Benedict Rossum, jumps out of his car and immediately lashes out at me. "How could you let this happen to her?" Our neighbor, Lorelei Bates, trails behind him, holding her daughter's hand. She addresses him gently, "Benedict, don't be so hard on Clarissa. Everyone makes mistakes." He scoffs. "Other mothers can keep their kids safe perfectly fine. What's her excuse? I bet she did this on purpose to guilt me into coming home early!" Amelia recoils and hides behind me. Seei

She came in and he locked the door behind them, "Why are you here?" "Can I borrow The Truth for a few minutes? There is something I must check about in the book." She said, The Truth is a book that carries all information about the three kinds but few doubted the book though Laura never for once doubted it. "And why do you need such a book this early morning? Come on you need to go home now and get ready to visit the Alpha home okay?"

Oh well,none of my business. I walked to the ecollinsator.Taking it to the 5th floor. When it arrived,I walked out of the opened doors. Taking a walk down the broad passage while glancing side by side in search of room 565.I arrived in front of it.I stared at the door,clutching the card with uncertainty in my eyes. I have to face my fears if I wanna learn the truth.I placed the card on the scanner,the door opened.I quietly moved in,closing the door behind me.The room smelled nice,like lavender and berries.

"All right, Rudra, I'll try. I'll make an effort to comprehend, even if it contradicts what I've been taught." Rudra gave a kind grin. "Abhi, that is all I want for. When someone searches for it sincerely, the truth tends to find them." The atmosphere in the room appeared packed with possibilities as Abhi and Rudra carried on their talk; science and mysticism danced on the border of comprehension, urging Abhi to go beyond his scientific convictions.

“Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pieces.” Holding the secret that he just knew now in exchange for the little favor of ‘his’ soul. He smiles now in delight as his changing mood and expression are like the haywire of the unfortunate weather. Killing, stalking, caring, loving, and cursing at the same time, but greatly favor the dread and tone of death at the very end and his response. “Gate of truth, a symbol of life and the beginnings of sin. Just how will this book flow from now on? Just how exciting does this tale will going to be?”