Faithful A Novels & Stories

Amber was dumbfounded listening to the caring words of Falcone. Who is this man? “No Sir, We ate everything that we asked for. Mumma teaches us to eat everything healthy. But Dammy had a problem. He likes chocolate milk and here he is normal.” Faith said respectfully and Falcone smiled looking at the wise Faith not childish which met him last time.. He kissed her forehead and said

Another battle with code. Her hair was a mess. Her eyes burned. But when her app finally compiled successfully, her heart fluttered. “It works…” she whispered to herself, smiling softly. Then, quieter: “Thank You, God. Please… let this be the start of something.” Her faith was faint, almost fragile—a whisper she wanted to believe but rarely had time to nurture. Across the hall, Amara Burnett lay sprawled in her silk sheets, her phone buzzing nonstop. BOARD REMINDER: Presentation at 3:00 PM. Please have your projections finalized.

Had he orchestrated Alton's demise and then selflessly refused Lennox's debt? I wasn't sure I'd ever know. I smiled and returned the nod, my gratitude, and my respect. "Amore mio," I said, whispering toward Adelaide, "I pray that together they know the joy of fidelity, the joy that only comes with fealty, loyalty, and support." Adelaide lifted her glass of pink punch. "To fidelity." The End... But I couldn't end it...not yet. continue reading for a glimpse into the future—for the epilogues to the Infidelity series.

“Let me finish, please. First, I want it clear that I have never cheated nor lied to you. Never.” He waited to let those words sink in, before adding, “Now, I know that you won’t believe a word I say. I have no credibility after all, according to you. So, I want you to tell me how I can make you believe me. If not for my words, how can I convince you that I have always been faithful to you?” “Dalton,” Anna massaged her temples impatiently. “I have seen your infidelity with my own eyes. Yet, you still have the audacity to deny it to me? Do you really take me for a fool?”

Her long, silky black hair framed her face, and her floral maxi dress gave her a radiant, reborn aura. James was awestruck, genuinely captivated by the elegant woman standing before him. “Mia, you look so beautiful with long hair.” Mia blushed, leaning shyly into his embrace. “James, I’ve been dreaming of the day we’d finally be together. I worked so hard, studying and improving myself, thinking that maybe one day, I’d be worthy of standing by your side.” Her eyes sparkled with hope. She was desperate for his approval. James, flustered, gently placed his hand over her eyes and avoided her question.

Others may understand her far too well. This story explores complicated emotions, forbidden desires, family fractures, power imbalances, and the desperate human need to be seen. It is about the cost of silence and the courage required to reclaim your life after years of shrinking yourself for the comfort of others. At its heart, Beautifully Unfaithful asks a simple question: What happens when the person who vowed to love you stops seeing you? And what happens when someone considered to be off-limit finally does? Thank you for trusting me with Laurel's story.

Desmond said. Faith sighed. "I am your driver, but I can also be your friend if you will allow me. And I will never leave you,I promise," she assured honestly. But, what made her make that promise? She would never leave him? Would she remain his driver forever? "What? You promised never to leave me?" Her boss laughed briefly at that. "Faith, you don't need to because I know that promise is a fake one. Do you want to be a driver all your life? Won't you get married? You will, right?" Desmond asked,more like a conclusion.

I smiled as she gave me the cup before pouring one for her and sitting down on the bed. “Now, I guess you are wondering why I have brought you here?” she asked, taking a sip of her tea. Confidence radiated from her in a way that I only saw it happen once, my mother radiated confidence like her. “I would really like to know. The Alpha was here earlier” I said, trying to choose my words wisely. Goddess knows what would happen to me if I managed to offend him in a way. I was sure that Rowan was more than capable of ripping my head off or something. Yikes!

The traumatic experience of the last drug poisoning had left a deep psychological scar on them! "I understand there might be risks..." Hearing this, Pearlyn nodded gently. She turned her head to look at Fabian, her eyes filled with determination. "But I believe in my husband. He trusts Grandmaster Burrey so much, and I don't think Grandmaster Burrey would let us down!" "So, I'm willing to try…" Pearlyn's eyes sparkled with resolve! "Pearlyn..." Fabian's expression trembled at her words, and he almost lost control of his emotions.

Faith brought out some candles. “Here, take this and you will be fine” she assured her. Lydia eyes were to red “ can I at least see your face or know your name” “Don't worry I'm always here by this time everyday, you will get to see me one day” “Okay, your name than” Faith thought for a while before responding. “I'm Deborah” “Nice name you got” “Thanks, I will get going see you other time”