Faith Restored Novels & Stories

She gasped as tears suddenly started to stream down her cheeks. Frowning, I stared at her as she tried to explain through her sobs and gasps. “He....he cheated on me....he .....David please forgive me.” She pleaded. I wanted to scoff and tell her to get lost. I desired to hurt her the way she had hurt me that day. But I just couldn’t. Maybe she had already learned her lesson. I knew it would be hard for any wolf to ignore the mate bond. So it seems that Cade also didn’t ignore the bond when he finally met his mate. However, she did it. My first mate did. She rejected me on the spot, right in front of everyone. And not only that, she slept with my so-called best friend that same night. I woul

Christian said after seeing her blind trust. "It will be easy for me to die. To believe this thing! After my parents left my life, this is the only person on whom I close my eyes and believe! And if this person breaks my faith, then it will be difficult for me to both join and live! It would be better that day I close my eyes! Because faith is also a very important thing to live and it would be as difficult to live without faith as a man with an incurable disease has to fight his disease!" Roose said and a little drop of tears come down from her eyes. "You don't believe yourself." Christian asked "Every person believes in himself, so why don't I believe in myself" Roose replied to Ch

His eyes told me how happy he was to see me happy. He then took my hand and looked deep into my eyes. “Angela, this song is for you. I made it myself. I named this song Fated. I believe we are destined to be together in this life and no one can separate us. Our love will never end until death do us part,” he said in a soft voice. Tears of happiness dripped from my eyes while her eyes were filled with tears. We then smiled at each other before he took me into his warm embrace.

A cryptic photo of her torn up jeans revealing a small part of her creamy white legs leading down to her feet with the title ‘The only thing I can trust these days is the pace at which my legs can carry me, hoping they can bear the weight of my scars’ I immediately click out and open a new message and send out a plea to save our friendship. -Faith, I know I messed up, and I'm so sorry. I meant every single thing I said, and I felt every action to my very soul. You understand me like no one else and I can't bear the thought of how I pushed you too far. All I can do is beg for your forgiveness and hope that you will find it in you to forgive me- Izzy

"I thought we've passed that? Haven't I done my part to prove how sorry I am? I did all I could to save this marriage ... at times ... I felt like I'm doing it by myself ... and I get that, I fucked up ... but I owned up to it ... everything I did ... EVERYTHING ... was to get us past that trying time so we can start again ... am I not forgiven yet?" She covered her face with both hands, "You are forgiven ... I've done that years ago ... but it's not that simple ... what you did change everything, we can't pretend it never happened, you showed me what you could do ... and I believed you, and it hurt so bad ... I will never let myself be that vulnerable again ... not after what you did."

“Make her leave, Zak. She’s already seen too much.” “Mom. Trust me. Please. She can do this.” Zak says with confidence. Way more confidence than I had. May looked at Zak with uncertainty, then back at me. "Can you really save him?" Her voice holds so much hope that my heart squeezes. I didn’t want to disappoint her or Zak. "I can try." My voice shook as I braced myself, trying to prepare for the pain I was sure to feel. I've never healed anything as bad as this before. I knew my ability had its limits but I had to at least try.

I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him. Harrod makes all kinds of medicines and black magic for father. "Father, you sent for me." I say with a small bow. "Yes." He replies. "What is it father?." I asked politely. He faced Harrod and gestures at him to speak up. Harrod turned to me and bowed. " My prince, i'm afraid there's no cure for the king's deformed hand in this kingdom." He says. I glanced at father's left deformed arm and sighed. He always uses a golden glove to hide it.

In my past life, after I got together with Joseph, I would wake up at the crack of dawn every day to study to prepare for the follow-up exam. Joseph had told me that he would help me register for it, but he had broken his promise. He explained that it was because the higher-ups were extremely strict and didn't allow me to take the exam. I had trusted him. I had then expressed my desire to take the exam next year. He had told me that there was no use in my taking the exam, but I had insisted.

I slid the silver bracelet from my wrist—the one that symbolized our arranged bond—and held it out. “I am not less than anyone,” I said clearly. “If Caleb rejects me, another Alpha will claim me.” The tokens of our betrothal were exchanged. And just like that—after more than ten years—the bond was severed. Exactly as Caleb had always wanted. He pushed himself up, bruises stark across his shoulders. For the first time, his eyes flickered with something unreadable. He hadn’t expected me to walk away. Not without begging. Not without tears. “Quinn,” his voice was low, almost dangerous, “you really think you won’t come crawling back?”

“I’d hate to have to punish you for it. Do you understand?” I swallow hard and nod again, more out of habit than belief, but my mind is elsewhere, trapped in the memories of the things he’s done, the things he’s forced me to endure. Those memories are seared into my mind, impossible to forget, shaping me into who I am now. A girl who has lost faith in the world. “Now my dear wife, I want you to go there and give it your best, remember that you are doing this for us, for the empire that we built together” he says pulling something out of his pocket,