Feigning Innocence Novels & Stories

Flora waited outside, away from the screams, but I knew she was listening. I tried every way I could. I pressed hot iron close to her skin,not enough to burn deep, but enough for her to feel the heat, to smell it. She screamed, begged me to stop, but her words were always the same: “I am innocent! I swear it! I am innocent!” I hated that voice. That pitiful, desperate voice. I hated the way she looked at me with wide, wet eyes, like a helpless lamb. Did she think I would pity her? Did she think that would soften me?

I leaned forward, chin resting on my hands, lips curling into a deliberate pout — not out of guilt, but to mock his desperation. I tilted forward across the desk, elbows pressed into the wood, hands cupping my chin like I needed the extra weight to hold me in place. My pout slipped in, lips pushing out as if I was confessing a terrible crime. "I don’t have them," I said, almost sing-song, like a child caught without their homework but too amused to feel guilty. "What." Felix’s voice faltered. "Don’t even try to play games with me…" "I really don’t have them. It’s not my fault that you believed me."

“I’m their sister, Ava. I’ll always be the innocent one in their eyes. No matter what you say.” I let out a quiet, humorless chuckle, shaking my head just slightly. “Innocent?” I repeated, staring at her like the word itself was a joke. “You and I both know you lost that mask a long time ago.” The moment the words fell out my lips, I saw the way her lips twitched and the way her fingers flexed. She was seconds away from snapping. I tilted my head slowly, my grip loosening. “Then try it,” I whispered, my voice low and steady. “Go run to them. See how innocent you look once I tell them everything. Every little thing. You think they haven’t noticed the way you act? The way you treat me? You thi

"Don't play innocent!" Once again, Fathia furrows her brows. "Play innocent?" She mumbles softly. "What kind of innocence?" Adjusting her glasses that are sliding down due to her slightly oily face and the dampness of sweat, she decides to pick up the notes. Before she can reach it, though, Ineke kicks the notes away.

"You are so unpredictable. You are sure a complete man. You astound me. And you are so bullheaded and arbitrary....." " I am not!" " And so kind and gentle. And you are a magnificent love." "Really?" " Umm. And you scared me to death, rushing out to investigate when Minny said there was trouble. And you snarled at the poor man." " That......poor man?" " You're supposed to lie still and pretend to be asleep when someone invades your house." " Horsefeathers." Horsefeathers? where did you find that word?" "Penny forbids Mac to say anything vulgar. We have become quite inventive in expressing ourselves while keeping within her limitations. Mac you see, says he picked up on words and repeats them

I replied angrily," Don't forget that someone is watching your every injustice towards me. Allah will never forgive you for murdering my baby. He will punish you for killing my innocent baby. He will punish you for committing this sin." This time he crouched down to my level and clutched my hairs tightly. He whispered in my ear," We will see." Saying that he jerked off my face to another direction and enterd into the room. I am just crying hysterically clutching my belly protectively. I said to my baby," I am sorry, baby. Mamma couldn't protect you. Please, forgive me. Forgive me for being a weak and useless mother." After some time, he came back wearing his coat. He is looking so calm like

Ava looked at her phone, then at the middle distance, then back at him, and in the movement between those three things he could see her deciding something, the particular quality of someone choosing how honest to be with a person they had not yet decided how much to trust. "Sophomore year," she said. "Regional competition. I was leading the squad and I missed a count in the opening sequence and I recovered but I spent the rest of the routine waiting for it to happen again." She paused. "It's the worst feeling. Knowing you know something and not being able to trust that you know it." He nodded slowly. "What fixed it?" "Running it again," she said. "And again. Until the fear got boring." He al

I could storm in, guns blazing, fake it all, and paint myself as the ally. “Blanks,” I said finally, my voice steady as I turned to face them. The word dropped like a loaded clip. “Simunition rounds. Hurt like a bitch, bruise deep, but no kill shots. We stage it. I come in as the rescuer, drop Marco’s crew with controlled fire. Make it look like a rival hit gone wrong.” Marco’s eyes widened a fraction, but he held his tongue. Hendrix grunted, shifting his bulk, while Chris fidgeted. That weaselly energy buzzed around him. Ryker pushed off the wall, testing me like always.

Shivers ran down her spine. Her body shivered. Cold washed off her. Her knees weakened. “ Why? Why?” She snapped her head to Caleb. “ Why? Why would you lie about something like this, I never did anything wrong to you!” She shouted bitterly, anger blazing through her eyes. Caleb turned away, fist clenching hard against his thighs as his eyes flicked to the prince and Maribel. “ Tell them the truth! Tell them I'm innocent!” “ Shut up!” The prince’s voice thundered. “ I think I've given you enough grace, but you're just a disgusting maggot who's not ready to admit to her sins. Here's my sentence…”

My name hung in the air like the clanging of a church bell, the next ring coming before the other disappeared, each time louder than the time before. My knees gave way as my retreat met with the freshly painted wall. I couldn't back any farther away. Down was my only option. As I descended into a crouching position, so did Nox. Our physical connection severed, though our gaze remained set. Afraid to look away, from the corner of my eye I saw her face. Not that of Deloris, now holding tightly to the doorjamb, her complexion as pale as the walls, but of Jocelyn. She smiled knowingly up from the floor near my feet, still clad in the Louboutins. The high heels forced my knees toward my breasts.