Faithful Reader Novels & Stories

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.”

“Do you believe me when I say this is what we’ve been searching for?” He sighed. There was much conviction in his countenance, but he wasn’t fully convinced. “We can’t put all our trust in this. For all we know, the writer had a very vivid imagination.” “Yes, sure. He or she can also choose who their readers will be.” I pointed it out in a sarcastic tone. “You’re right, and we will have to examine the book and speak to the wise one.” He rose from the desk he’d been leaning on since I began reading the first book.

She was the first who read everything even before I posted it, the person I tell my ideas and plans, and the woman I entrusted my life to. Thank you, to you, my silent readers who was with me from the beginning till the end, my allies. Thank you for bearing with me, waiting for the updates and opening the chapters that I wrote, I may disappoint you at times with some of my typographical errors, but I am grateful that you remained till the end and till the next part of the book. As I close the first book, join me as I break through all my doubts and insecurities, and write even more beautiful books.

I couldn't stop thinking about him because I was getting bad feelings about this whole thing. I knew Hector fair enough to know that he wasn't a coward. He wasn't someone who would ran away from his responsibilities for anything because I believed him when he told me he would get me out of the kingdom and away from Ezra to a safe place, I trusted every word thatcoms out of his mouth because he was trustworthy. He was like a god , he never ran over his words lie many did

He has the quiet satisfaction of someone who knows a piece of work is complete and is ready to let it belong to the archive instead of only himself. I read. The first paragraph speaks directly to the reader. You have read the invitation more than once. The first time it did not yet feel true for you. You read it again, and then again. Now you are reading this letter, another form of the same invitation, and you are still deciding. That is exactly right. The decision belongs to you. There is no correct number of readings. The second paragraph continues.

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.."

They eagerly awaited the next chapter, eager to continue their journey alongside Rita as she continued to unveil the mysteries of faith and the boundless potential of the human spirit. In a world where faith is often tested and challenged, Whispers of Redemption: Rita's Journey from Solitude to Spiritual Awakening serves as a radiant reminder of the transformative power of unwavering belief. It beckons readers to explore their faith, embrace the divine guidance that awaits them, and step into the fullness of their sacred purpose.

There were books in French, German, Greek, Arabic, and even some incredibly old ones dating back to the 14th century. Faith enjoyed the muffled stillness in the library, away from her pestering sister who was going crazy begging for answers, only sometimes joined by Katherine or William. When William joined her, they sat for hours in silence or discussing the books they were reading. They were both great fans of Shakespeare's Hamlet, discussing their thoughts together. Twice now, Faith had fallen asleep as she lost herself in a book, only to wake up and be in her bed, the only possible culprit William, and a marker on her page. She never confronted William about it, but it made her heart soa

"It guarantees the pipeline recommendation upon completion of the season. Everything you asked for." I finished reading it once. Without looking up, I flipped right back to page one, tracing the black ink with my index finger as I started reading it a second time. Jeremiah let out a quiet sigh. "You think I hid a trapdoor in there?" I finally lifted my eyes, meeting his dark gaze. "I trusted a verbal promise two days ago. Look how that turned out. I don’t do blind faith anymore." A flash of something akin to understanding crossed his features, softening the hard lines of his face. He didn't push. He just sat there, letting me take my time.

Having faith and being faithful are among them. Tyler Roberts has the attitude and belief that if he doubts anyone, he should check himself first. He speaks the truth in everything he says, and if there may ever be any time or unavoidable moments where he would need to avoid being known by others, Tyler would rather zip his mouth and never let any word slip out of it.