Feigning Innocence Novels & Stories

“People in and out.” “Yes.” “And it doesn’t get… exhausting?” “No.” I watched him carefully. “Not even a little?” He met my eyes. “No.” I held his gaze. “You’re lying.” His expression didn’t change. “You’re assuming.” “I’m observing.” A pause. Then— “You do that a lot too,” he said. “Do what?” “Look for things that aren’t your business.” I exhaled. “Maybe I just don’t like pretending everything’s fine when it’s not.”

Now, half the country thought I was some kind of criminal, while the other half was eager to turn me in for a fat payday. “This way,” Cynthia whispered, her voice low but sharp. She moved with the kind of confidence I wished I could fake, leading me through the crowd like she was invincible. Her fake beard was flawless, her disguise immaculate. I just hoped mine was convincing enough to get us out of here. “ Keep your head down,” Cynthia whispered. Her voice was calm but firm. “Follow my lead. Act normal.” “ Normal? My heart was hammering so loudly in my chest that I was sure everyone could hear it.

Her facial expression displayed surprise and fear as she took a step back. "You don't remember? Well let me remind you. I told you I wanted nothing of you and it still holds." I informed and she bit her bottom lip. "What do you mean?" She asked acting all innocent and anger swirled up in me. "In never knew you could pretend so easily." I said feeling lumpy in my throat. "Because you easily fooled me. I should have known that there was evil intentions lying beneath your so called innocence." I seethed and she looked at me confused.

I replied, avoiding his gaze that was making my heart thump. “I know” . “You know?. My goddess”. I buried my face in my palm,I wasn't wrong when I said if there was anyone to believe my innocence,it would be Claven and Xandia. My sweethearts. “Thank you for believing in me, Claven…..”. “I know you can do more than that. But if you did that by mistake,you can confess to the alpha. If you were coerced to do it,let the alpha know”. His words sliced through me like a knife,I stepped backwards,my eyes clouding with tears.

Steve said but couldn’t able to complete his words. Ethan rendered speechless with pitiful expressions. “That's shocking Steve, I can’t believe a human can act such inhumanly with an innocent soul,” Ethan said. “Yes, Ethan, but they were. I saved her from those people, but then I saw she has fainted out of fear. Innocence and fear were clearly visible on her face, that's why I brought her home.”

Roderick held his hands up in a non-threatening manner and looked at Angie. "I love you, Angie, stay strong." Roderick said as he looked into her terrified eyes. "Think of the baby." "lady Angelica, don't decode the missive for them it's a matter of national security! If you do you're a traitor!" Mr. Simcoe roared at her just as he attacked the man next to him. A gun went off and Mr Simcoe was dead before he hit the floor. Angie shivered at the site of his blank open eyes, knowing roderick's and the baby's fate if she fought them too.

I was saying but he stopped me, with a gentle choke around my neck, tilting my face up. I was hyperventilating and shaky. His green stormy eyes were silencing me for good. There was heavy wetness between my inner thighs and I already feel sinful because of it. Because I was getting wet for my best friend's Father. “Those lips can do better things than telling lies, baby girl.” My heart drummed. Baby girl? Just like in the books. He smiled. “Just for tonight. Be my little fuck toy for tonight. Tomorrow, we can pretend it never happened.”

Geneva walked through her trembling feet and thinking what she have done to arrest her, While she's walking backward, she heard "Put a handcuffs of him," "Him?" she said, when she turned around she saw they arresting a man, A man who threw the gun at her a while ago, he was arrested by committing a crime nearer, One of the cops staring at Geneva while shook his head, Geneva smiles out of embarrassment with her hand's up, She looked at her arms and annoyed that it still up, she let cops leave first before she let her arms down,

I tilted my head and pretended to be harmless as I asked, "Something wrong?" He exhaled sharply, his jaw tight. "You know exactly what you're doing." I stepped closer, my fingers grazing the lapel of his suit. "And you're letting me." Innocence was feigned as I tilted my head. "Something wrong?" He exhaled sharply, jaw tight. "You know exactly what you're doing." I took a step closer, fingers brushing over the lapel of his suit. "And you're letting me." He didn't reply, but that silence constituted its own confession.

My thumb brushed his jawline, forcing his face upward, forcing him to look at me. “You’ve been very quiet lately,” I continued, my voice smooth as poison. “Too quiet. No suspicious calls. No strange behavior. No mistakes.” I tilted his face side to side like I was examining something delicate, fragile, breakable. “Innocence is either purity…”My eyes narrowed. “Or a lie.” His jaw trembled, but his voice tried to hold. “I haven’t done anything.” “A bold statement,” I breathed, “from someone trembling under a towel.”