Faithful Movie Novels & Stories

Every grain of light coming from the towering structure seemed to be a memory that slowly peeked into my mind. "I have no regrets," I said. "If I had to go unto it again, I'll gladly go back and do it all over again." I chuckled with the hint of sadness in me. The situation I'm at is enough proof that I didn't see this one coming. Because if I had seen it before, maybe it wouldn’t be this painful. “I do, Gael. I did, ” I said in the vast echo of remorse, and sadness. I know I that I vowed to be his wife, but I’m afraid that vow will remain unfaithful.

The party was in full swing by the time they entered. Faith was hit in the face with a burst of smoke. She coughed, waiting for her body to adjust. Once she was able to breathe again, she took stock of her surroundings. A man came up to Devlin. "Dev, my man!" They clasped hands. Faith peered up into the handsome face. She recognized him from a movie that had been showing recently. It was all the rave. "Hello, lady," he said when he noticed her straing.

She smacked her chest and murmured, "Is this for real? Is it possible that Joey isn't Mr. Ripley's mother after all?" Miles had just returned to his office and didn't quite hear what Faith said. He asked all of a sudden, "What did you say?" Faith was startled. "Why didn't you make any sound when you walked? You scared the hell out of me!" Miles smiled wickedly. "You wouldn't have been scared if you weren't doing something wrong." All of a sudden, he stared at her profoundly. "The information you went through is confidential. I'm putting my job on the line by letting you access them. Now, how are you going to show your gratitude?"

Kian stood up, crushing the cigarette in his hand. She didn't die," he said coldly. "She's alive." Another man spoke carefully, "Sir, there are only two men who believe she's alive, you and Rhys." A dangerous smirk curved across Kian's face. "Because we both know our blood."

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.

“He’s not worth it. Stop, baby, please. Just stop.” She felt his arms lift her from Cliff ’s body and pulling her close. The pain finally registered. Her hands felt like two clubs, throbbing with every beat of her heart. “He’s alive,” she heard a man say. “This is Ryan,” said Gideon. “He’s with the FBI. They will take it from here.” As he turned her away from Cliff, she heard a click, and then Cliff saying, “Bitch!” The bang that followed made her ears ring. The ground was cold beneath her. Had she been shot? Darkness consumed her, sending her into a blissful peace.

“ Bitch! I was trying to comfort you. Seems you've gotten over him already.” If only I could get over him. Lucas and Rachel did more harm than good to me, and to top it all, they announced their engagement two days after I caught them cheating. They made me a fool and a third wheel. I already made up my mind never to trust men again. I will rather burn in hell than trust any man. “ Doctor Alessia, your attention is needed in ward 201.” The voice of a nurse came. “ Okay, I will be right there.” I replied and turned to CeCe.

Faith drops to her knees in front of him without hesitation, completely unbothered by the airport floor. "And you," she says, "must be Zion." He looks at her very seriously. "Yes," he says. "Are you Faith?" "I am." "Mummy says you're her best friend." A pause. "She says you're loud." Faith lets out a bark of laughter. "She's not wrong." She extends her hand. "Nice to meet you, Zion Kingsley." He shakes it with great ceremony. "Nice to meet you too." Then, after a moment of visible deliberation: "I like your hair."

Jessica’s hands shook as she showed Christian the photo. “That could be old,” Christian said, though doubt colored his voice. “Taken before she helped us with Matt.” “Or it could mean everything she told us was a lie,” Jessica said. “Faith knew exactly when to show up with information about Barry. What if that was never about guilt? What if it was about earning our trust first?” Christian was already dialing a number. “I’m calling her right now.” Faith answered on the third ring, her voice bright and casual. “Christian? Is everything okay?”

Now he's cursing his self for being really an idiot, how can he only realize that now when everything's gone, when he didn't even have time left. Just as when he was losing all his hope and breathing his last breath, a very loud sound of bells resonate in his ears together with a very bright light blinding his eyes. After a few minutes of adjusting he notice that he was in a different place, he knew that he should be in the hospital now after all the injury that he suffered and was on the verge of death but after looking in the place and scanning his body. He notices something strange, the place is like a vast place field of white color, no matter where you look, it's like a never-ending whi