Confession Synonyms

“Name your wish.” “Not many, just one.” Rakia gave Dashtan a suspicious look. The man looked curious. “Tell me you love me. I need your confession, that’s enough.” Dashtan fell silent immediately and stared at Rakia with a surprised look. “Give me time for that,” Dashtan said again after he had found the correct answer. Rakia sighed and nodded. “Alright... I’ll give you until the divorce date you promised me back then, if you don’t say anything until then, we’ll divorce and Dalilah will be the mother of your children and you’ll never hear from me again in your life, as if you never knew a Rakia Adeline. “ ** Rakia and Dashtan’s marriage was just a 1 million dollar deal with six months to go. However, as they lived together at the wedding, they fell in love. Still, Dashtan’s ex-girlfriend, Dalilah, tried to usurp Rakia’s position and wanted Dashtan back. After Rakia returns from Peru and completes her assignment as a journalist, she finds that Dashtan and Dalilah have officially married in Dubai. What will Rakia do about Dashtan’s betrayal? Hold on or Divorce?

Natasha Orlova, was the only surviving relative, and daughter of a Moscow streetwalker. Though she grew up in poverty, she was full of ambition. At eighteen, she left Russia and her mother, whom she regarded as a failure, to the golden land of opportunity, America. Like many other young girls migrating to the United States, she dived into the adult industry in search of a living. Her breakthrough in the adult industry came two years later; when an American businessman took enough interest in her to marry her. He was a man involved in a deathly lethal game of crime, but it was all good; for she loved him, and he had money, and money was one thing that was essential to her life. But soon; the tides were to change. Tides, which would eventually force the confession from her,“Money Ain't Loyal." A hard-boiled Crime Thriller by Daniel Junior.

Fear  Noun 1. a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid. Synonyms: foreboding, apprehension, consternation, dismay, dread, terror, fright, panic, horror, trepidation, qualm. Until that night, Kinsley never knew true fear, never felt terror. She could taste the fear on her tongue, salty with a hint of copper, her throat felt constricted. She wanted to scream but the terror was too thick in her throat, coating it to the point of near suffocation. She was prey and he was the hunter who never failed. Verendus was powerful, a ruthless and cruel Boss, he did not fail and he did not quit. Kinsley Anderson was a woman he coveted, and he would stop at nothing to claim her. He had the means and the manpower to pursue her to the ends of the earth and he would do it, claiming her once and for all.

In the cozy condo, Ace's confession hung in the air, thick with emotion. Isabella, her heart pounding, leaned in and whispered, "Ace, I love you too." Their love ignited like a long-awaited spark, but across town, tension simmered in Isabella's apartment. Avery had grown suspicious, her patience worn thin by Isabella's evasions. With a swift, shocking motion, Avery's hand met Isabella's cheek in a stinging slap. "Tell me the truth, Isabella," Avery demanded, her eyes blazing with fury, "or our friendship ends right here." The room quivered with the weight of their confrontation, secrets on the verge of shattering. In a world where love and secrets collide, their destinies intertwined, the truth became the key to unlocking a tale of passion, friendship, and redemption.

Everette's world is thrown into disarray when she wakes up in a hotel room, disoriented and confused. Her heart sinks as she realizes that she has been drugged and taken advantage of by a stranger. With only three days left until her dream wedding, she must face the devastating truth and confess her secret to her fiancé. However, the confession only leads to the cancellation of the wedding, leaving Everette heartbroken and alone. To add to the chaos, she discovers that she is pregnant with the stranger's baby. Despite the turmoil, Everette bravely embarks on a journey of self-discovery, determined to find love and happiness amidst the pain and confusion.

Evan Moore is the perfect husband in everyone's eyes. He gives me a grand wedding and fully supports my career dreams. When I faced a difficult labor, he stayed by my side, kneeling for a full day and night until he nearly passed out from exhaustion. Afterward, he held me in his arms, sobbing until his eyes were red and swollen, his voice trembling with fear. "Honey, let’s not have any more kids… It's just too much." From then on, he spends his days and nights at the monastery, praying devoutly for me and our son, earning the title of the city’s most pious CEO. But one day, by pure chance, I glimpse the handwritten scriptures he keeps so carefully copied. And that's when I realize every word, every stroke, is a confession of his undying love… for his first love. All his tenderness, all his care—it was never truly for me. It was learned for her. I was nothing more than practice—a stand-in for his so-called true love.

After my 99th confession, my childhood best friend, Michael Leight, finally says yes. I am overjoyed, believing that my years of unrequited love have finally paid off. But when I walk past the pantry, I overhear him speaking tenderly to our family chef, Tahlia Duvey. "Once I take everything from the Kingstons, I'll kick that idiot Ariel to the curb and throw us a grand wedding. Everything here will be yours." My heart feels like a sword has been plunged into it. That night, I storm into Grandpa's study and point at a photo of the Gordon family's heir—Charles, known for always keeping his distance from women. "Grandpa! I want to marry him!" I announce.

Michael Angelo, the man Aurora loved with all her heart was also her worst bully and her short tempered boss. It wasn't her fault she was fat, but he sang how fat she was to her ear everyday at the slightest provocation. She withstood the insult just to be close to the man she loves. When her boss accidentally heard heart felt confession of love, he rejected and humiliated her in the most embarrassing way possible. She tongue lashed him in retaliation and quitted her job with a broken heart to save her face from further embarrassment...... ¤¤¤¤¤¤ Months after making her fat ugly secretary quit job, Michael Angelo met someone who look just like her, but hotter and sexier enough to make him drool. One goal was fixated in his mind; he must have her. But Aurora was a woman on a mission.

The day my boyfriend got back together with his first love was the day I boarded the flight to Imperia. "Queenie was just a fling," said my boyfriend. "I'll never see her again. We'll be together forever." His friends were worried about my ruining his heartfelt confession, but I would not. Not this time. Before I went to Imperia, I promised my mentor I would join medical research, and I was half a month away from total communication cutoff. I would have to stay around for ten years for the research. I would not be allowed to contact anyone in the meantime. And thus, my ties to my soon-to-be ex were broken.

Back then, he was my everything. He was my childhood friend, my neighbor, and my teenage dream. I used my chance to confess my love to him on prom night, in front of everyone! It turned out he rejected me just because of the ridiculous reason that his type of girl was a supermodel. Seven years passed, and I still had not become what he wanted. My life had become even harder. I was getting too old to remain a model, and my boyfriend had cheated on me. Until one night, I met him again, my ex-crush. It was time to take revenge and make him beg for my love. A golden opportunity came when my new boss at the agency promised me the title of supermodel as long as I obeyed him. Unfortunately, there was no such thing as a free lunch. There was something I could not control in this dazzling fashion world. Did I really have to give up everything to achieve success, both in my career and in my love life? Could I have a brilliant career without sacrificing my romance? *** "Last night was a mistake," she sighed. "I thought you were commenting that last night was amazing," I teased with a smile. "Yes, last night was amazing, and yes, I admit it was the best sex I've ever had in my adulthood," she grunted, looking frustrated. Upon hearing that confession, my blood boiled. I rose from my chair and stood right next to her. She looked puzzled as I trapped her in the chair. I leaned down low. "Then don't say it was a mistake. Last night was the best thing I've ever had in my adulthood," I whispered in her ear.