A Delicate Truth Book Novels & Stories

"You listen to me carefully, if it is revealed that you ran Precious over and acted like you saved her....your life will be over!" Tears clouded Christabel vision, she didn't even realise she was crying until Daniel wiped a drop. "Please, believe me, I swear it is not what you think." "You don't have evidence to prove your innocence, so where did your truth and lie start? Is there any reason for me to believe you? If you truly love Daniel, stop loving him because you are a burden to his life." "Stop right now! Let's go in Christabel." "Don't talk to her again, she is evil you will see I am not lying when the police report comes out, get ready for it." With that, she left.

I say, strolling back toward her. “Besides Rat Trap on your fake tits, the second game is called Truth: A Little Flesh or Lies: A Lot of Flesh.” I smirk. “Rules are simple. I’m going to adjust our little rat friend, so he’s positioned right above your overpriced silicone tits. Then, I ask a question. As I heat the bucket. You answer and if I believe you, I release a little heat. Vincent over there, he takes part of a finger. But if we think you’re lying?” I glance over at Vinny. “I heat the bucket, and he takes the whole fucking finger.”

But the podium in the middle was empty, like the book which stood there was taken. I look over at Colby confused, he only shrugs his shoulders telling me he didn’t have a clue where the other book could be. I take a step closer to the podiums to see what books were left, perhaps that could give us an idea of what the book missing could be called. On the first podium sat a reddish colour book, it was very dusty which tells me no one had picked it up in years to read. I reach over and wipe some of the dust from the cover, this revealing the title. “The Forgotten Truth”.

She countered hitting a sensitive spot. I narrowed my eyes and her expression softened. “I only say the truth, do what you can with it.” She turned on her heel then walked away. I lowered my gaze to the book in my hands. My pulse thudded against the leather cover. It's time to face the truth. I swallowed, lifted the book, and whispered, “Show me the people in the water.” The pages trembled, fluttering as if caught in a breeze only the book could feel. Then it stilled. A single sentence bled across the page in dark red ink:

In this woman's hands, holding a book that had started with one true sentence and become, page by page, the fullest version of the truth I knew how to tell. Still here. Always still here.

It was such an interesting story! I stood up and search for more and found a book in another aisle. I started reading it until I got pulled in. It was wonderful! "Unknown was the name it called it really became untold. A White Chrysanthemum was torn, that lies the truth inside." "A Savory flower they grow, that interests grow to the hidden. A bud of Tarragon grew, lasting their feelings." "They gave a Daisy to the eccentric saying, I will never tell you.

“I just realized this morning that you are my most beautiful dream, my prince but who knew what’s in the context ‘and they lived happily ever after.’ I think that’s the tricky part in a fairytale. Nobody knew what happened next,” “A sequel, Tara,” I assured her. “We will not end our happily ever after here,” I promised her, but I needed time. I wanted to tell her, one at a time. When we go back, I will tell the truth about that mistake I made the first day we met. We will start from there... we will begin our sequel there.

Hey readers bare with me this book is getting a much needed overhaul! Major Trigger warning, this book contains graphic descriptions. The main character was raped and harmed by someone of authority. At the beginning of the book she is kidnapped by the same individual. I just want everyone to be aware before digging into this book that it is very intense. Also I want to let you know this book can be read as a stand alone book where you can read Maui Boys then this one they are linked in some ways. Much Love guys! 🤘

“A simple error can hide deliberate intent. A misalignment in reports can indicate a secret being protected or manipulated. Read between the lines, observe microexpressions, and trust your instincts. Truth hides in details.” I immersed myself in the streams of data, following patterns, noting anomalies, and cross-referencing actions. The network was a living organism, and hidden within it were threads of deception that were delicate, complex, and carefully disguised. I could sense their presence even before I could fully identify them.

“But then, you’ve always had a penchant for the complicated, haven't you?” “I wouldn't say that,” I lied, my voice steady despite the hammering in my chest. “I just prefer the truth, no matter how complicated it is.” “The truth,” she repeated, the word sounding strange on her tongue. She smiled again, a beautiful, perfect smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. “Yes. The truth is a very precious thing, Molly. One must be careful how one handles it. It can be as fragile as glass, or as sharp as a blade.”