Beyond Belief: Fact Or Fiction Cast Novels & Stories

"Byron Chandler is a good actor. He hardly even glanced at Jocelyn Marrow and displayed nothing but contempt in front of us. But he had a child with her who is just two years younger than me, haha!" When Beatrice said this, her whole body trembled, and her hands clenched tightly. I completely understood her feelings. "What's the matter with Gabriel Russell?" I gathered the courage to ask. "He's just a treacherous villain. I was blind! I was blind!" Beatrice roared, looking extremely angry. I stepped toward her, holding her in my arms and giving her a comforting pat on the back. "Don't be angry. It's all in the past. It means that god has opened your eyes and let you see through him. Otherwis

“She is not my fiancee Now get lost. Isn’t Chantelle waiting for you?” “Alright, alright. But think about it,” he said, still chuckling as he walked away. As soon as the door shut behind him, I tried to focus again, tapping away at my tablet. Then Carter came in, wearing a solemn look. “Boss,” he said quietly. I looked up. “What is it?” “It’s Maya. Her father’s dead... and her mother’s in critical condition.” My heart dropped. “What?” He stepped forward, holding the remote. “It’s on the news, sir.”

"You just have to trust. Trust that we're strong enough to help you through this. Trust that love isn't a weapon your enemies can use – it's armor we've built together." The dark voice tried to counter with more visions of death and destruction, but it was harder to believe now. Harder to accept that the people holding me, supporting me, refusing to let me face this alone were secretly afraid or resentful. "The spell wants you to believe you're alone," Elder Mabel said gently. "That accepting help makes you weak. But that's the suppression's final lie. The truth is that accepting support, trusting others, letting people love you – that's where real strength comes from."

I said sharply. "No matter how much you try," she replied softly, "one day, the truth will come out." "I'll never let that happen." I grabbed my purse, locked the door behind me, and walked out. The moment I stepped outside, tears broke free. Crying never helped before but this time, I couldn't stop. But both of them were unaware of the real demon in another mansion, Kian, the biggest enemy of Rhys, sat with one leg crossed over the other, smoking calmly.

I sat in the dark, fingers pressed to my lip, heart still racing long after the car started moving again. Twenty minutes later, floodlights appeared. They sliced through the rain like white knives. The Forge rose behind a twenty-foot wall. A single sign glowed above the gate: STRENGTH IS THE ONLY TRUTH. A guard in a black rain poncho stepped up, a shotgun slung over his shoulder. He tapped on the glass. Viktor rolled the window down. Cold air rushed into the car like needles. "Delivery for Block C." The guard stared at me. Red eyes, dried blood on my lip. "He looks soft. He won't last a month."

He opened his eyes back and in an instant teleported himself along with his car to that place in his memory. His plan was great but he miscalculated the distance and height by a good margin. The car was teleported but they were not standing on the ground below instead now they were hanging in the air and as one know how gravity works the car won't be in air for long. Gravity did it's work and the car fell right into a cliff shattering into pieces as Liam saw his lover breaking while levitating in the air. He was stupefied, his white beauty does not remain a beauty anymore. His body couldn't move for few seconds due to shock.

he said finally. "It's an old legend that says that a lycan queen and her children will be the key to defeating an ancient evil that threatened our kind." Samantha's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" she said. "And do you believe it?" Alexander hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I don't know," he said finally. "It's just a legend. But there have been whispers among my people, that the prophecy is coming true. That a Lycan queen has been born who will be the key to saving us all."

Isabella's eyes darted around, panic flickering across her face. "N-no, it's not what you think. I-I was just..." “You were just what, Bels?” Crystal asked, glaring her down. “Well I heard about the shooting and I thought you would want to take your mind off things so I spoke to Ethan and I got some coke and—“

And yet, he had no choice but to play along. The ceremony dragged on, with them exchanging reluctant “I do’s” much to Benedict and Dorothea’s relief. When the officiant instructed Jaxon to lift the veil, his heart slowed. The moment of truth. Jaxon’s hands were steady as he reached for the delicate fabric. A hush descended over the room as if the very walls were holding their breath. He lifted the veil, the silk whispering against his fingers, and revealed— Her. Her. Kallista Jones.