Blind Faith Synonym Novels & Stories

Faith couldn't manage to form words. "How many times did you laugh at how much of a fool I was? You didn't want me, but decided to waste my time and emotions!!" Faith flinched backward, moisture starting to form in her eyes, his words were like a knife piercing her heart, but it turned out to be only the beginning. "Why don't you trust me? That article is all lies! Please believe me!" "Shut up!! Do you think I'm stupid to believe you ever again?" He roared, looking at Faith with disgust in his eyes. He glared at her hatefully before stabbing her once again with his words.

Now he's cursing his self for being really an idiot, how can he only realize that now when everything's gone, when he didn't even have time left. Just as when he was losing all his hope and breathing his last breath, a very loud sound of bells resonate in his ears together with a very bright light blinding his eyes. After a few minutes of adjusting he notice that he was in a different place, he knew that he should be in the hospital now after all the injury that he suffered and was on the verge of death but after looking in the place and scanning his body. He notices something strange, the place is like a vast place field of white color, no matter where you look, it's like a never-ending whi

Which is called blind faith. Your Grandfather, far from trusting your Father, does not trust him even with his eyes open. And this is only because of your Father's stupidity and laziness. Every time your Grandfather gave your Father a job, your Father failed and damaged the company. For this, your Grandfather always kept your Father away from the company. Even though your Father was in a big position in the company, he still had no power. Your Father used to go to the office to spend time, not to work. Since David handled everything in the company, your Grandfather did not tell your Father to do anything.

“So, you see, no matter what you believe, no matter what you do from here on out, there is an incredible power stirring inside of you and you are the child spoken of in this prophecy.” Several emotions flashed through James as Blakeney spoke—anger, betrayal, confusion, even fear. He shook his head over and over, not wanting to believe any of it. Only recently he had found out that all these gods existed and now, apparently, so did prophecies and everything else. Well, why not? He closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

Clayton, believe and have faith that there are so many around that cares! Don't lose hope. When the sun goes down, the stars come out. Nothing can separate us from our faith. NOTHING! Not sickness. Not pain. Not loneliness. Not uncertainty. Nothing can separate you from this. FUCKING NOTHING! Faith is daring to go beyond what the eyes can see. Do not fear this walk through the valley. We all have valleys to walk through. Many have been through this valley before you, and many walk in your footsteps. Do not be afraid. You are strong, and we all are with you every step of the way!

“But I do.” “And you think I am going to trust any word that comes out of your mouth” Seraphina said in anger “I dont expect you to believe anything I say" Alpha Luca said “Trust and believe are the same thing, take me back to where you saw me” Seraphina said She could feel that Lucas wasn't ready to take her back, everything he said about Kael, she doesn't believe a thing. Seraphina's blood boiled, she had heard enough, the last thing she needed was someone, especially Luca Blackthorn, lecturing her about loyalty,trust, and betrayal.

I squeezed her hand, grateful. “I trusted him,” I said, the words trembling. “At least, I thought I did. And now I don’t know what to believe. I keep telling myself I know who he is, that he’s not capable of what they’re saying, but then I see those headlines, and it’s like the whole world is daring me to be a fool.” Sabine nodded slowly. “Trust doesn’t mean pretending something didn’t happen. It means holding on to what you know about someone even when everything else tries to convince you otherwise. If there’s anyone who deserves that from you, it’s Aaron.”

“No.” “You did not invoke.” “No.” “And yet life returned.” “Yes.” The silence stretches, dense and dangerous, not hostile, but heavy with implication. “That is impossible,” he says at last. “I know.” Something shifts in him. Not revelation, but recalibration. As if the shape of the world moved half an inch and he felt it. “You acted believing yourself alone,” he says slowly. “I was,” I reply. His gaze sharpens. “Belief,” he says, “is not the same as truth.”

He pulled back, staring straight into my eyes, so much so that the intensity in his eyes made my heart thump faster and my stomach somersault. “Whether I give you reasons to trust me or not, whether I act suspiciously, break your heart…I want you to trust me blindly. Trust that I have a reason for everything I do. Just like you believe there's a creator without seeing him, believe I'll never discard or take you for granted. Trust and believe that I'll always choose you.” His words dropped like stones into my chest, heavy, immovable. Blind trust. He was asking me to surrender the very thing that kept me sane—my ability to question, to measure, to guard myself.

"A puppet. The Syndicate is using her to legitimize their takeover. She's the face of the operation, the one the public will see and trust." "But James trusted her," May said, her voice filled with confusion. "He loved her. How could she betray him like this?" "Love is blind," Alex said, his voice cold. "And trust is a luxury we can't afford." May looked at him, her eyes filled with anger and frustration. "You always say that," she said. "But what's the alternative? Are we supposed to trust no one? To live in a world where everyone is a potential enemy?" "In this situation?" Alex said, his gaze unwavering. "Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying."