Faithless Novels & Stories

I said, sounding like I was trying to convince myself instead. They looked at each other then started laughing. “Yeah, sure. The truth will set you free Hayes.” Theo muttered. “Veritas vos liberabit.” Max said in a language I didn’t understand. The truth she tried to remind me of. That was the only truth in all of this. Somehow, I was leaning closer than I should be. And I was stil texting her. YOU : You’re coming tonight right? JUNE : do I have a choice? YOU : no. JUNE : that sounded slightly threatening. YOU : good.

This was something else entirely. “You’re lying,” I said, my voice shaking. “Hayden wouldn’t… he wouldn’t do that to me.” The woman’s gaze hardened. “He didn’t have a choice. Neither of you did. It was fate. And now the furies want to break that bond, to take what’s left of your soul for themselves.” My heart pounded in my chest, fear and confusion swirling inside me. This couldn’t be happening. My soul wasn’t my own? It was tied to Hayden’s?

“What does the note say?” Rachel looked at the note and almost squirmed. Surely this was a trap to get her fired. How was she supposed to read the content of the note word for word and not provoke Tristan by doing so? When she didn’t respond, Tristan lowered his gaze. “Rachel. . .what does the note say?” “I don’t think I should—” “Rachel!” “YOU MISOGYNISTIC, DISRESPECTFUL BEING! IF YOU HAD ANY RESPECT FOR WOMEN, YOU WOULD AT LEAST COURT ONE BEFORE AGREEING TO MARRY A STRANGER. ASSHOLE!

"Get your mind out of the gutters, woman. We're here to work. They ran through the lessons quickly. Like the last time, he was laser-focused the moment the lessons started. Halfway through, Faith's phone dinged. She picked it up. There was a message from Adele. She'd sent her a screenshot of a news clip. It read; BILLIONAIRE DEVLIN BANK'S BODYGUARD PICKS UP RUMORED GIRLFRIEND FROM BARBELL COLLEGE. A picture of her in the car with Casiuss was attached to the clip. Faith groaned and put the phone away. She would address it later. By the time they finished, Faith was tired. She stretched and got up. "Well done. You did great today." "What is that? Your mantra? Should I expect to hear that after

They questioned his integrity and motives, framing him as someone willing to compromise his values for political gain. “Alex Carter is willing to align himself with a man of questionable ethics for his own benefit,” a pundit proclaimed during a televised segment, their tone dripping with disdain. “Can we trust a candidate who seeks support from someone like Hale? This is not the kind of leadership we need.” The sentiment resonated with viewers, and social media erupted with comments and shares, amplifying the narrative of doubt and mistrust.

In utter disgust, Adrian drove Selena out of his office. Unwilling to accept it, Selena made a huge scene at the research center, trying to threaten him with the shameful secrets between them. She'd underestimated how ruthless Adrian could be. To scrub away this stain, Adrian used every bit of authority and connection he had. He posted all of Selena's raw records from those years on the college's internal network. Every falsified data point, every faked report, all of it laid completely bare. Not only that, he handed over to the police the evidence that Selena had secretly colluded with outside parties to resell lab supplies and leftover sample scraps.

But I love them. "Matt!!! Oh my gosh!! Bitch, why? Just why did you keep all of this from us?" France belted and I inhaled deeply to face them with all of it. "It's confidential, okay? We signed a contract from Miss Higgs for that. So, I just did what I need to. And, this gf/gf thingy? It just happened now. And, I, myself, still can not even believe it! Like, I thought I was just dreaming earlier... And, now, too." I let out and they both wore their unpleasant dreamy faces. And, I really want to poke their eyes right now.

Gross. “Yup, that’s her.” “If it were anyone else I could see why he wouldn’t want you to blab, but that’s his girlfriend, Anna Snow.” “Snow you said?” “Yup, and Sebastian is Sebastian Lane, next in line for the throne. Fire affinity.” I knew I saw his eyes flash red before. “And Anna, is she next in line?” I asked nonchalantly

he said at once, and then went rigid, horrified that this inner thought had slipped out in word form. “Wil Munger,” the other counselor introduced himself. He clapped Pritchard on the back, shook the smaller man by the shoulders. “Don’t mind old Cuntnelius here. He’s a chucklehead, but he’s harmless,” Munger cracked. “He speaks without thinking sometimes. Isn’t that right, Cunty? Oops . . . Corny. Sorry.” Cornelius Pritchard—whose eyes were slightly crossed, Katie noticed—flushed in embarrassment, red creeping up his gawky neck and into his cheeks and ears. Katelyn could almost feel his humiliation.

“Anna explained everything to me. She said you wanted to tell me in person. From this point forward, however, you need to trust me.” “Okay, I promise. I just didn’t want Cliff to destroy you as he had my other suitors. The man is a hyena with a bone. He simply won’t let go.” “The charges he’s facing are severe. Even if he manages to get off on a technicality, those he’s in bed with won’t appreciate the attention he’s brought them. His assets will be frozen, which means he won’t be able to pay anyone off for quite some time.” Rai reached for her glass and took another sip. Her hands were shaking so much, Gideon had to steady her grip before wine splashed on her shirt. “Come on, let’s get out