Faithful Movie Novels & Stories

"I didn't expect you to be so devoted. If that's the case, I'll grant you your wish." Even though he was reluctant, Theodore followed my decision. A few days later, Jessica was released from prison. Joseph embraced her tightly with tears in his eyes. "Jess, this time, we can finally be together. We can do it openly and freely." In the car, watching as the two of them embraced affectionately, Theodore glanced at me and asked, "Are you trying to be some benevolent saint?" I teased the baby in my arms as I smiled faintly. "Not really. I'm just curious whether they'll actually be happy now that they've gotten what they wanted."

#ProtectSophia #NeurofixTruth #CrimesOfHenderson The stock plummets. The board denies everything. Then one of their executives tries to flee the country—and gets arrested in Prague with a suitcase full of burner phones and a fake passport. The illusion cracks. And with it, their power. --- Two days later, the FBI contacts us. This time, it’s not a warning. It’s protection. We’re escorted from the shack under armed guard. Emma insists on riding with us. Marcus stays close, his presence now less enemy and more shield.

" I regarded him with amusement. Indeed, Faith wouldn't be dead in this life. That meant that he wouldn't have to live like a devout priest in this life and torment me to death. Nevertheless, he would still use me and the Moores to achieve his goals. He would still eliminate the Moores and me just so he could be with Faith. He was nothing but an ungrateful scum. I pretended I didn't understand what he was getting at and asked, "A plane crash? What are you talking about?" Then, I turned to look at the crowd gathered around us and asked, amused, "Was there a plane crash on my wedding day?" Someone in the crowd immediately yelled at the top of their lungs, "Of course not. I can't believe someon

"Isn't this standard behavior? Is it possible that Zack is just trying to create drama where there isn't any?" "He's mentally unstable! He's simply trying to smear Ella's reputation!" Upon seeing that, the reporter's brow furrowed in frustration as he ordered his staff to skip ahead. They sampled various Tuesday afternoons across the years, but the footage remained consistent—Ella picking Chris up from kindergarten with her usual gentleness. Just as the audience concluded that the lead was meritless, an assistant interjected, "Hold on! Rewind it and observe the interior of the car!" That footage cut back to the second Ella lifted Chris into the car. Her gentle, caring smile was gone the mome

I tried as much as possible as a faithful man but I couldn't hold on till end. . . * FLASH BACK END*

"Yes, sir." Faith walked back to her truck, opened the driver's door, but didn't hide behind it. She kicked her sandals off and tossed them onto the seat. She slid her blouse over her head, her eyes never leaving his and then tossed it in after her sandals. Reaching behind her, she unclasped her bra and pulled it from her shoulders, leaving her breasts bare to the cool March breeze. She could feel her nipples shrivel immediately. She then unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her tan legs, leaving her wearing nothing except her lacy thong. She smiled at him as she turned her back to him, slipped her thumbs into the waistband and then made a slow show of sliding the thong down her tanned le

The event was done and I don’t know what happen after the running and all and I can’t hear anything from my earpiece that I immediately hide when we went home. But when we were asleep I woke up feeling lightheaded as I went to the bathroom and I open my phone for updates when I saw that the police message me for news. “Mission failed, the suspect isn’t at the venue and killed an actor on the other side of the town.” My mind is confuse and now I can’t sleep because who was that man speaking to me earlier? And why did the cops chase him if he isn’t the suspect. I also don’t know what to do at this rate because everything is just chaos and I can’t think straight… but what if they already know a

“Why would I threaten him? And anyway, he’s not who he says he is.” Emma let out a short, mocking laugh. “Jason might not have your so- called qualities, Simeon,” she shot back, “but do you know what he has? Faithfulness. Something you wouldn’t recognize if it slapped you in the face.” The word “faithfulness” cut through me like a dagger. I clenched my fists, my jaw tightening as I struggled to maintain my composure. “Faithful?” I repeated, my voice tinged with sarcasm. I forced another laugh, hoping to make her doubt her words. “With time, you’ll see who he really is.”

Faith retorted sharply, distancing himself from the man and choosing to sit on the edge of Oma Meri's bed. At that moment, Kasih was feeding Oma Meri, while Faith began to gently massage her arms. "Oma, eat a lot, okay? So you can recover quickly," Faith said softly. While Kasih remained silent, glancing at Faith, she seemed reluctant at the moment. It appeared that the girl still harbored resentment towards him. "Oma will surely recover quickly if she sees you both at peace like this," Oma Meri said to both of them. "Grandma, don't worry about strange things. Our wedding will proceed as scheduled," Faith exclaimed, emphasizing her words so that Gilang could hear everything.