Hypocrisy Novels & Stories

I smile as I turn to look at them, "it's so easy to judge and point fingers at a person you don't know; who doesn't interfere in your lives, who only wants to get ahead through work, yet it's not enough because working is a sin, going to a nightclub is a sin, drinking one or two bottles of liquor is a sin, smoking one or two cigarettes is a sin, everything I do is a sin because it bothers you that I breathe. What have I taken from you?" "We accept everything, but you have to admit that you're arrogant and..." "Shhh... I can be arrogant, but never gossipy," my annoyance is noticeable, "I'd rather be a bitch a thousand times than a hypocrite. You're no better than me, and do you know why? Beca

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

Nonetheless, reality smacked his ego and anger. He had just recently realized that he was involved his mother in such a complicated matter. His emotions, though, were also erratic. He didn't understand why something he decided was biased. The road became increasingly branched, with more and more branches appearing. He despised the fact that he was in this situation. Regrettably, his affections for Lavina were too strong. The position of filial piety to his mother and love for the girl of his choosing shouldn't be contradicted. Both are correct.What was it about the scenario that made it appeared contradictory? Choosing one looked to be wrong, while choosing both seemed to be greedy and also

He chuckled lightly and went away. “What was that?” Nora crossed her arms over her chest. “Nothing.” Penelope dragged herself towards her workstation. “I was just…” she closed her eyes in embarrassment. “You were distracted by his hair again, weren’t you?” Nora sighed. She covered her face. “You are actually very dumb. Just like a white person.” She said and put on her headphones. “We both are white.” She scrunched her nose. “Yeah, but you are the dumb one.” She rolled her eyes. “I know.” She covered her face again. ***

I seethed “Girl, seriously, what is with you? Yes as engaged to be married. We might not be at war now, but there is still tension. Fire and Air affinities fought on the same side, they wanted power, even if that meant giving up your soul. Water and earth fought beside each other with the understanding that Mother Nature gives us exactly what we can handle nothing more and nothing less. And if you don’t stop shooting daggers at Anna you’re going to have even a bigger target on your back.” I tore my eyes away from the table. “I think I need to get out of here.”

“You were, of course, you’re just like all the others, snaring a rich guy using your charm and attractiveness. You're nothing but a manipulative, greedy gold digger.” Sara shouted, "How dare you! You have no right to accuse me of something like that!" Her face flushed with fury. Her eyes burning with defiance, she said, "I will not stand here and let you insult me." I will not be treated like this, you can’t judge me by saying I am a gold-digger cause I am not one.”

"Okay, I hear you. It's fine, it's alright. I've listened." "You might have heard, but I doubt you fully comprehend my message." "Fine, if you don’t want the marriage, then so be it. Go ahead and marry the woman who's rumored to be sleeping around with her business partners!" "It sickens me how you judge someone for doing the exact same thing you do. Your hypocrisy disgusts me, Lydia." "I am not a hypocrite. I merely made a mistake while we were together by sleeping with another man. It was one time. You can’t consider that as cheating."

not like this. To Be Continued...

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

They couldn't believe the daughter they were so proud of would do something so… filthy and immoral. George was shaking in rage. He stepped ahead, trying to confront Zack, but he shoved George into the shoe cabinet. "Ms. Sampson's villa doesn't let homeless people in. I can't believe you're her father-in-law. Look at you. Even a homeless guy wears better than you." Zack scoffed. Mockery was oozing from his tone. George was groaning in pain, and color was draining from his face. I held him and called the maid to help us out. This was an emergency.