Accused Novel Novels & Stories

She simply reached across the marble island, her index finger pointing directly at the tiny, vibrant smudge of green clinging to Vivian's thumb. Vivian looked down. The moment her eyes landed on the paint, her breath caught completely. The immaculate, unflappable composure she had spent her entire life perfecting shattered in a microsecond. A deep, furious crimson flush rushed up her neck, blooming violently across her cheeks as she realized she had been caught red-handed. She abruptly set the mug down, pulling her hand back defensively and hiding her thumb inside her palm. "It is an industrial contaminant," Vivian stammered, her voice cracking slightly, completely losing its smooth executiv

"A crow with peacock feathers is still a crow. Taking bribes? They belong in jail!" Steven nodded grimly. "We're gathering evidence." Just as I was about to speak, my phone rang. It was the headquarters again. Last time, they'd grilled me about Lauren's ridiculous accusations. This time, they were groveling to the real heiress. James's voice was meek. "Miss Sargent, I messed up today. Curse me, hit me, do whatever you want—just please, convince Mr. Miller not to pull the investment. We really need it."

“Aileen, Nelson, this is just the beginning.” … The days that followed were eventful. Both Aileen and Nelson were formally placed under criminal detention. Aileen was charged with false accusation, extortion, and blackmail. Nelson was charged with intentional assault and disorderly conduct. I went from the world’s most hated rapist to the internet’s most tragic victim. My social media account and messages exploded. The same people who had cursed me before started wiring me money to apologize. [I’m so sorry, girl. I was blind.] [Please take this and buy yourself something nutritious. Get well soon.]

I wiped the blood from my lip, staring him down even as pain throbbed deep. “What is going on?” Instead of answering, he threw a folded newspaper at my chest. It slid down and landed at my feet. The headline screamed in bold letters: WOMAN ACCUSED OF MURDER AND KIDNAPPING OF A MINOR ARRESTED AMIDST HUSBANDS INFIDELITY SCANDAL WITH AN UNKNOWN LADY— NEW SCANDAL EXPLODES And beneath it… The photograph. The exact one Anna saw. Me. The woman.

"Misha accused you of trying to kill her." "What? No…" I shake my head. "Why would I try to kill her? I went to talk to her about the plagiarism charge she had placed on me. She was going out somewhere when a black car hit her. I tried to save her, not kill her." My voice trembles, and my eyes turn watery as I desperately try to convince him. The mounting distress and confusion claw at my spirit, leaving me restless and anxious. The accusations of plagiarism and now the attempted murder are an onslaught of unwarranted attacks on my character.

her voice dropped barely above a whisper, her eyes darting from left to right, her movements spelling caution. My eyes narrowed. "Is that so?" I quirked an eyebrow at how strange it was. She bobbed her head up and down, her baby hair flyaways following her movements as I resisted the urge to smoothen them. "It's said that once, when someone called out—" she paused, hesitating, then changed her words. "—accused the elders of something, the accuser's body was found in an alleyway the next day, beaten up so badly that his ribs and hands were broken. It's said he was bloodied with scary purple bruises all over his body. His accusation couldn't be proven as he slipped into a coma that same day. T

The words from my mouth were cursed. Anything I said came true. When I was eight, a child trafficker broke my right leg. I stared at him and said, "You made me limp, so I'll make you limp too." A second later, steel pipes from an overturned truck went through both his legs. When I was twelve, a staff member at the orphanage stole my winter coat. I said to her, "You stole my warmth, so I'll give you the cold. You won't live past tonight. Ice will be your coffin." That night, she passed out drunk in a walk-in freezer and froze to death. Then the wealthy Shaw family found me and brought me home. However, I knew I was a monster, so I kept my mouth shut and acted like I was mute. But

I shake my head and walk to the closet. I can hear his heavy breath and almost his frantic calculations. “Have you heard of this saying? Every accusation is a confession. And the unfaithful… sees betrayal everywhere.” This time, it is so quiet you’d hear a pin drop. My lips lift into a small smile, not from happiness, but from the absurdity of being accused by someone who is in the wrong. I pull open the closet, my eyes taking in my work clothes. “How do you get to question my whereabouts when you’re wrapped up with your mistress, huh? I’m home right now. Where are you? Tell me, Ivan. On whose bed do you wake up this morning?"

The newsreader continued. "Several classmates have come forward with accusations against Merissa, claiming that she orchestrated numerous accidents in an attempt to sabotage their progress and secure her position as the top student of the year." "In addition to these allegations, evidence has surfaced indicating that Merissa has engaged in plagiarism, taking credit for the work of her fellow students to bolster her designs and garner accolades within the academy."

LUCAS I had expected quite a number of things from Clara after almost being locked up in prison for murder, but definitely not this. I knew a lot was currently going through that pretty head of hers. She had just been accused of murder. She was covered in blood, and all over the news for a new scandal amidst the other ones she had connected to her.