Confess Novel Novels & Stories

The journal replied in sharp, jagged letters: “Then the Fox will. In his own blood.” Vincent clenched his jaw and pulled her back, but the quill hovered closer, forcing itself into her hand. Despite her resistance, her fingers curled around it. As soon as her hand touched it, a burning sensation shot up her arm, demanding that she release the words trapped inside her mind. Camela breathed in short gasps as she trembled. “It…it wants me to confess.” "Confess what?" Vincent demanded sharply. Her lips quivered as she replied, “Everything. Even things I haven’t admitted to myself.”

Hector turned to face her and he also noticed the laptop in her hand. He removed his glasses and moved his chair close to hers. “I am going to tell you something,” she said. “Okay, what is it?” he asked. “I was… um… writing a novel in the past six months,” she confessed. “What? Why you didn’t tell me?” he smiled in surprise because he didn’t expect this at all. “Because I don’t want to,” she answered. He frowned but he didn’t get angry like how she has expected. “What is it about?” he asked. Here comes the tough part of confession because she knew he won’t like the idea of writing about their life. He’s a private person and she thought he is not going to like it.

See how much bad I could be and if you stayed after that then I would think you felt something for me. I was tired of being tossed around like an object now. If he could accept it, then I would tell Dhruv what was happening between us. Hoisting my gaze down on our joined bodies, I opened my mouth, searching for the words to say but nothing seemed appropriate. How do you confess your greatest sin?

“Please don’t lie. No, please the truth. The girl in the story was you, right?” “Yes.” She was hesitating on telling Jina the truth but Jina pleaded so she couldn’t refuse her and told her the truth. “But how? There are no news about a massive gate like the one you mentioned. Where are you from?” The story she told Jina was incomplete she didn’t tell Jina about her coming out from a gate. And if she told her she knows that Jina will not believe her. Because a person coming out of a gate? Nothing comes out of a gate but monsters.

Crap I cannot move anywhere else, my parents bought me this duplex for my graduation present and they would be heartbroken if I told them I wanted to move. Rushing through the door of my duplex the warm tears I had been holding back begin overflowing down my cheeks. I couldn't let him see how much pain he was able to cause me. I couldn't help but ask myself Why am I so dumb? I was not expecting him until tomorrow and my parents acted as if he knew I was moving here too. How could I be so naive and think things would be any different her? I just stood there showing everything I have to him. Embarrassment that I thought I was moving on from returns as realization that my tyrant for most of my

"He almost wiped every one of us out! Every goddamn person. And I am very sure she came from the lineage that gives birth to male confessors." The Eldest heaved a sigh. "What really happened with the male confessors that lived?" She took the book from her side. "They didn't tell us what really happened back then. Who authored the book? Why didn't they put the necessary details in the book? We don't even know what to do. We are just abiding by the law and it has guided us through the years." "It is horrific and it happened just like this, the only difference was that I was young at the time and your fore parents were the sixth generation of confessors."

CHAPTER ELEVEN -> AWAKENING So the new church doesn’t have a single nun in it but not to worry I have got my eyes on a bigger, curvy, perky fish. I gotta admit this exorcist nonsense is not as bad as I had imagined. I thought I wouldn’t be able to clap cheeks anymore but I think someone is digging my vibe. Well one thing is certain, if it works out, nothing and no one is going to mar it. Lets start today’s confession, shall we?

"You can't possibly do that. What about school?" "I don't care as long as you learn that your confessions are non-negotiable." "You're fucking crazy." I shoved his chest, but he didn't move an inch. He leaned into me. "Tell me the truth dorogoy. What are you really afraid of? Are you afraid that you don't like it or is it that you're afraid that you like it too much? That it makes you wet?" I gaped at him. "You're delusional." I tipped my chin and straightened my back. I didn't falter as I took determined steps towards his confession room.

The conference room was packed with doctors from every department, each one poised for the case review. I cleared my throat, started up the prepared PowerPoint, and began. "This case is for Jason Hamilton, male, five years old. He was first diagnosed at age three and has been on dialysis for two years now..." As I spoke, murmurs started among the crowd. I turned to the large screen behind me, realizing something was wrong. To my horror, my patient report was swapped out for a presentation called "Confession of an Affair”.

"The credit goes to a remarkable woman. She bravely provided the key evidence. I can't hold a candle to her strength and wisdom." Colene and Nathan asked in unison, "Who is she?" Alyssa smiled. "My sister-in-law." Just then, her phone rang. It was Jasper. "How are things going, Jasper?" "Lyse, Chief Novak has confessed to murder, but he refuses to speak on anything else," Jasper said. "Getting him to implicate Jameson will be a tough challenge, I'm afraid."