Faithful Movie Novels & Stories

I muttered, freezing the footage right as the maid dropped the vial back into her apron. I rewound the clip and recorded a short snippet on my phone. Then I switched to another camera view — the dining area. Faith was sitting at the table, scrolling through her phone. The maid walked in with the tray, smiling like she wasn’t about to ruin someone’s life. Faith thanked her and took the drink. Seconds later, she squeezed her face like she didn't understand the drink. She glanced at the glass, muttered something to herself and continued drinking. Kim pressed her hand against her mouth. “That’s messed up.”

There he was… Noah Bamford, in a black tuxedo, sleeves rolled just enough to reveal sharp veins and male arrogance. And on his shoulder? Nora. Flailing, furious, one hand gripping him for balance, the other swinging like she meant to take his head off. Faith raised a brow, biting back laughter.If only I had my phone… This was better than any TikTok drama. She crossed her arms. “Wow. You two didn’t tell me you’d joined Hollywood. What’s this one called? Beauty and the Bastard?” She burst out laughing just as they reached the office door. “FAITH!” Nora screeched from his shoulder. “Tell this lunatic to put me down now!”

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."

I say as I place the phone in my ear. “Yes, boss,” Faith replies through the intercom between my office and her reception desk. Faith is probably the only person I trust with every detail of my life. Besides being my secretary, PA, or whatever you want to call her, she is a dear friend and married to Sawyer. “Get Sawyer on the line and schedule a meeting with Fairchild’s CEO,” I let out, and the laughter on the other side forces me to raise an eyebrow while she laughs uncontrollably. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask, and when she stops laughing with a snort, and she finally responds.

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.

“Why would I play along, if I can be the master of the game? Perfectly playing the little game he’s having as he is making every scene as entertaining, yet dreaded as possible. His loyalty toward Him stands in the highest pedestal as his trusted bishop, and every servant of a doll he eyed and contracted with. Yet it does not mean he is faithful enough, right? As of just what and how would you and can you measure someone’s faith and loyalty towards you? Care to share the gist and deed of that thought and very deal? “Right?”

“ 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.

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