False Hope Novels & Stories

"Not much, but it sure didn't sound this bad." Aluxious threaded his hand through his now cropped hair. "What did you want me to tell her?" "You could have just told her the truth." "I told her the truth." Aluxious shrugged. He didn't have to give her the in-depth details. She didn't have to know about the intimate moments he shared with Reyna. Daryn shook his head. "I'm sorry, but you unintentionally gave her hope, my friend." Aluxious frowned. "When did I ever give her hope? I made it clear that we have no future together."

The world is in constant motion and those who passed by at one point are going to come back their someday, to complete the journey full circle. That’s what Cage believed in, he believed he was going to see his sister someday. It was called hope, faith. Or like Emily Dickson described it. Hope is the thing without feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all. The kind of hope he had was dangerous. It was the kind that destroyed you and ate you alive inside. I knew how it felt like, it was a hopeless, desperate way to go, one that would always end in misery.

A deviation. I should’ve known better, I really should have. What could I possibly hope for from a cheating relationship? Everything was too fucked up and impulsive to be true. But hope... Hope has a cruel way of pretending to be the truth. And Zack? Zack was the only truth I ever let myself believe.

With her, peace was something he could strive for. He moved to rise and she got up. Without an answer he made his way for the tent. He didn't know much of it, but he knew enough to know that hope was a dangerous thing. It lured in the unsuspecting, those who craved for something. It promised possibilities, like a ripe fruit on the brink of falling, only to drop rotten.

He said with a wink and smile but I felt something that was hidden beneath the surface called humor. Was he in love with someone? I went near him as I wanted to talk to him. " Ok, but then you must try harder. You must be serious about someone first." " I tried once but it didn't work... Let it be. " He said with a fake smile. " Why do I have a feeling that there is someone somewhere you really like?" " It doesn't matter... " " I think it does..." " Let it be Maurvi... Don't try to get things out of me. Are you a mind reader? "

my voice so low and at the end shoot little, I doubted it would have reached his ears but the way his face twitched in revulsion, he heard it. “Don't deal with it, let it feed on you like termite because that's all you can do after nine years of blindfolding your eyes” he spatted making me shut my eyes as his every word pushing the dagger deeper into my heart which was making me writhe in excruciating pain but I couldn’t say a single words as we get only what we sow and this is what I have sown. His face morphed into disappointment as he scowled with venom dripping from his voice "You know you once had my ideal, you were good at everything, whether a son or a businessman, or a good husband u

“Hope can be used, Mrs. Cole. That is all I mean.” Mrs. Cole. The false name settled over her again. Leah was grateful for it and sick of it at the same time. “I know,” she said. She did know. Hope had become a dangerous thing from the first day Olivia disappeared. Hope that the real bride would return before the vows. Hope that Daniel would expose the lie without destroying the people Leah loved. Hope that Margaret’s threats were temporary. Hope that Helen would be safe if Leah obeyed long enough. Hope that Noah could remain outside the reach of people who treated family love like a chain.

The city lights reflected across the glass in blurred streaks of gold and white. Damian stared at his phone. The screen had already gone dark. The call lasted less than ten seconds. Yet somehow it had changed everything. His heart was still racing. He hated that. He hated losing control. He hated uncertainty. Most of all, he hated hope. Because hope was dangerous. Hope made people careless. Hope made people believe things they wanted to believe. And right now, he desperately wanted to believe that the voice belonged to his mother. But wanting something didn't make it true.

The ranch was technically Carter's, but he'd given her the space to make it all about kids. Mia had all sorts of amazing ideas for this place. She wanted foster kids to come and learn tools to make their lives better, to give them confidence, and mostly a place to belong. Mountain Hope Ranch in Silver Springs was going to change a lot of kids' lives for the better, Laura knew it in her bones.

he asks. I sigh. “She won’t accept me. I was close, so close to getting her to accept me. But then …” I stop, not wanting to betray Hope’s trust by telling this man what happened to her. “She thinks she’s not good enough for me because she’s a hybrid and I’m an Alpha.” “What do you think?”