Faithful A Novels & Stories

“What do animals like Mr Smith love?--- Women. We are going to use a woman to get Mr Smith trapped in his own cobweb. “I’m not getting this,” Ayaan declared, still wearing the I-am-confused look. He rested his back against the couch. “You are always the gentle and holy one. You get nothing in the world of people like us. But don’t worry, I will take care of this,” Faizan guaranteed. “How are you going to do it?” “Just trust me,” Faizan smiled and chug down his remaining drink. Author’s note 🥰🥰🥰

I don't want Uncle Jared to be mad at her, and if what Silas tells me is true then that means I really have to be by her side, whatever it is she was going through I was ready to be there with her. “I'm sorry if my question troubled you but I am trying to look at Kate. I just need to know who to trust, this is my uncle you're telling me. All my life I have known him to be a good person, all my life my mother has made me dedicate my life to serving him. How can you stand there and expect me to believe every word that comes out from your mouth, that is not possible I have to doubt so make me believe you” I had to be honest with him.

I heard Miriam gasp as it caught her eye. "Aro. I think he's telling the truth. I've never seen this language before, it's not even what was on the scroll I found in the computer archives, but I can read it." She exclaimed, shock lacing through her words. I may not trust the two spirit clan Fae in front of me, but I trusted my mate. Since we had sealed our bond, I could sense her feelings, and there wasn't any hint of deception, only surprise and curiosity. I watched her quietly as she began flipping through the pages in the book, waiting for her to speak further. She stopped suddenly on a page containing an image of a grotesque looking creature. It looked like a science experiment gone wron

Oh, I was willing to pay any price to capture the look on Cassius’s face upon Nathaniel sudden confession. Nathaniel knelt down, and soon, all eyes fell on us, and the attention were suddenly divided. It was supposed to be an Art gala show, but it turns out it be a confession show. “ Alessia, I know this is sudden, and you've been down lately for some reason I don't know.” He started, and looked me straight in the eyes. “ But, I really want to make you happy. I want to make you feel loved. I don't know what experience you had with your Ex's, but it won't happen with me. I will give the whole world to you.”

She said laughing and I laughed too, "you should try it.. it's called being faithful..." She rolled her eyes, "I tried that and turns out he was screwing someone else....." I shrugged, "unfortunately people aren't the same.... I'm sorry I gotta cut this chat a little... I have a plane to catch..." She gasped, "you bishhh... you are going to her aren't you?" She smiled, "be faithful... no matter what the other partner does.. just treat them the way you wanna be treated...coz it says a lot about you and not then.."

“You were in tears because of Ezra. He had hurt you.” I stare at him. Ezra hurt me? “And I made a vow then that I would never let him hurt you again.” A pang twists through me—part fear, part something aching and tender. “Everything I do,” he says, “I do for you.” His thumb traces the contours of my lower lip and I quiver. “Unlike Nox, unlike Ezra” he murmurs, “I will be faithful. Only to you.” My mind clouds with confusion. “I…I don’t know if I can trust you.”

"Great! She's gotten you, too?" "Perhaps she has, but my point is Blake would never cheat on you. Not in this life, nor in the next. He is the most faithful guy I have ever seen. Too faithful for his own good. And he likes just you, so stop getting ideas in your head." He paused a little before continuing,

She whispered brokenly, “I know sweetheart, but we can trust, can’t we? We can trust that it’s there.” She wrapped her arms around him and nodded against his chest. “I guess so. That’s faith, is it not?” He remembered the verse from the Bible, ‘now faith is the assurance of things hoped, the evidence of things not seen.’ “Yes, Babygirl. Yes, it is.”

Then he smirked and glanced back to Faith who suddenly found her hands amusing. “Get up!” it was a command said with that delicious raspy voice. Faith looked up at him, then at me. I nodded and she slowly got to her feet, and then smoothed the non-existing greases on her pants. It was really funny to see her like this. Faith was a woman who gave you your shit on a platter, whether you liked it, or not. She was one of the strongest women I’ve ever heard, seen in life. And seeing her like this, so submissive and shit, it was s fuckin’ turn on.

They looked rather cosy. “You know you’re cute when you’re all fussy,” Emmanuel said with a smirk. “Hush you,” I said just as a little girl walked over. She was taller than Eleanor and walked with more precision. “Hello,” she greeted me quietly. “Hi,” I smiled at her. “What is your name?” she frowned at that. “You don’t remember me?” my smile dropped. I turned to Emmanuel for help. Am I supposed to know her? “Sorry Faith. He was barely conscious. I doubt he remembered anything,” Emmanuel explained to the little girl, who nodded quietly. “This is Faith. She’s with Fuha-“