Confessed Novels & Stories

GUNNAR POV "Fuck," I mutter after texting Hilda to meet me in my office. I touch my freshly marked neck, and bolts of ecstasy shoot through me. I grin in spite of the situation. I cannot believe my little mate marked me as hers...and then declared me to be hers. She is everything I could have ever wanted. One thing is for sure; my rogue sickness has been extinguished. My bloodlust and anger are a distant memory. I plop down in my chair and try to push my mind away from the bliss I am feeling. I am a Claimed wolf.

I need answers, and I am going to get them before I leave. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with regrets. I need closure, and this may be the only way to get it. No matter what I learn from this, I will always be connected to my family. In life, you may disconnect from them in some forms, but there is no way to completely cut them out. My phone beeps and I look down to see a text. Mr. Conceited: I know that you don't want to talk to me. But I have to tell you how sorry I am. I never meant the things I said. I need to see you and explain all this. Please, give me a chance to explain.

GUILTY (She's stole my heart) Episode 5 By Authoress Aria Previously on GUILTY "Your about to find out now" "What are you??" "Now you'll have no choice than to come to me yourself miss hoodie"I smiled Catalina I walked back home in thoughts,what happened to me there my eyes they changed color and I have never felt that powerful before like my body Wasn't mine anymore. "That's true cause it's ours"I heard a voice in my head

Kahit pa parang weird, hindi niya mapigilang sumang-ayon sa lalaki kaya hindi na siya nakaimik pa. Tinapik ni Lucas ang balikat niya. "The 'con' from 'con man' means confidence. Sa trabahong 'to, iyon ang puhunan natin. Fake it 'til you make it, ika nga. Lying is the name of the game, and confidence is power." Napangisi si Christelle sa paalala ng lalaki. "Naiintindihan ko. It really makes sense right now..."

And he was startled. "I am not Mike" I said to him softly. "Please stop that" He said to me, removing my hands to his face. "I am saying the truth" "No, stop that Mike, you must been affected by the accident" he said to me "No, I am not lying, I am not Mike please" I begged to him "Trying to deny even yourself, what happen to you Mike?" he said with a pain in his eyes "I am Lucas, please listen to me. You can contact my family, please release me"

beside me. I found this yesterday when I went out to get something ” she said and showed me front of the book which was written on it ” MAGIC AND POWERS ( how to control them ) “. ” I found something about a confessor inside ” she said and dropped the book on the bed. ” What about confessor ?” I asked. ” Well according to the book, they’re ancient order of women sworn to find the truth no matter how people may try to hide it ” she said. ” Does that mean I’m ancient? ” I asked and she burst into laughter. ” Alaina you’re funny ” she said and laughed again. I sighed and looked away from her. ” Apart from the ancient stuff what other things do confessor’s do, like what’s their ability and what

In the depths of my torment, the realization bloomed like a fragile flower – the only escape from this cycle of agony lay in my confession, a desperate gamble to end the torment and the unraveling of my resolve. As the blade poised for another excruciating incision, my voice, laden with a surrender borne from the depths of suffering, broke the tension-filled air. "Okay, I will confess," I whispered, a shattered admission that marked the end of my resistance. The pain that had once seemed insurmountable now paled in comparison to the weight of my decision, the surrender of my truth amidst a landscape of suffering.

The fact someone like Danielle and her question what she meant to me left me with my own rising upset. “Tell me I'm not better off with Andrew then! Maybe I should go after him and back to my father because at least I'll know what to expect with them..All so you can be free to fuck who you want.” This comment and the imagery it caused snapped my final resolve. With her upper arm in my grasp, I confessed my most private secret to her aloud in a verbal current impossible to stop. “I’ve never fucked anyone, let alone Danielle because my desperate ass has always been waiting for you!” My words stunned her.

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”.

“We know, Dave. We know everything. Stop lying to yourself. Stop lying to us.” “We’ve got witnesses, evidence, alibis—everything points to you,” the tall one said. “You think you can keep denying it? This is your chance to make things right. Tell us the truth.” “I’m innocent,” I said through gritted teeth. “You’ve just made things a lot easier for us,” the tall one said. “We’ll be back.” As they left the room, I collapsed onto the table, sobbing. I’d cracked. I’d confessed. And now, there was no turning back.