Finding Truth Book Novels & Stories

" I understood what he meant. It was him! He'd killed Mom! My vision was clouded with red as I snarled like a feral animal, "You're a lunatic!" When he heard my voice and realized I could speak, he froze. Then, he cocked his head back and let out a maniacal laugh. "So, it looks like you know the truth." As if this were his last day on earth, he spilled the truth. "Yes, I was madly in love with her! You are her only flesh and blood, and you look so much like her. I poisoned you so you'd become mute and stay in this town for good!

I believed my own father who had a hit on my girlfriend for no reason other than the fact that she isn't good for me . He claims that she is using me and she has never loved me the way I deserved to be loved. The truth has a way of coming out whether you want to believe it or not. Eventually the real truth will come out. People ask ,what is the truth ? Truth is the one thing that we have after all is said and done without truth. You'll be stuck in layer after layer of lies .The truth sets you free from those layers but ; the truth has to start with you being honest about the situation you are in , taking accountability , and also accepting what is regardless of its condition.

, I begged her. She let out a big sigh. "Alright. Now, listen carefully. The truth I'm going to reveal won't be easy at all for you to believe. So, promise me, no matter what I say you'd believe me as I believe you, ok?", She asked. "I promise.”, I replied. "Alright, so listen to me. All the things you said are correct. They aren't normal but if you knew till now it is impossible for a clever student like you to not know the correct answer, right? Of course, you know that you're a vampire.

Kyle said with authority. "Mr. Timothy Kim, what can you say about the issue?" the other reporter asked him. "To tell you honestly, I just went there to buy some drinks, after work. But, I didn't expect that it will be going to rain heavily." Timothy said with sincerity and he looked at me and Cody. "Alex Kim, contacted me. I am not really feeling well that time. I ask Alex to get me." Timothy explained. We didn't tell the truth. I know, we're lying... but we can't tell the truth about Timothy has a relationship with someone else when we were not allowed to be in a relationship. I don't want someone to ruin this relationship just because of a girl.

"All right, Rudra, I'll try. I'll make an effort to comprehend, even if it contradicts what I've been taught." Rudra gave a kind grin. "Abhi, that is all I want for. When someone searches for it sincerely, the truth tends to find them." The atmosphere in the room appeared packed with possibilities as Abhi and Rudra carried on their talk; science and mysticism danced on the border of comprehension, urging Abhi to go beyond his scientific convictions.

“So what are you choosing now?” Daniel looked at her like she was the question he never wanted to answer and the answer he could no longer deny. “I don’t know if I’m allowed to choose anything.” Not allowed. Not by rules. Not by fear. Not by the consequences that come when truth and faith collide. Clara spoke without thinking: “Truth doesn’t ask for permission. It demands it.” He inhaled sharply not because she challenged him, but because she mirrored him. She held up the book.

he argued, “if we let them change, if we let them cross lines… how do we know what is right? How do we know what is true? How do we keep them from falling into chaos and ruin?” “Because truth does not change when people change,” I answered softly. “Truth is simply how things are. And things are made to connect. Made to belong. Made to weave together into something stronger and finer than any single part could ever be. You do not lose truth when you open your gates. You find more of it. You find parts you never knew existed, parts that were hidden behind your own walls.”

Mike's hand which has been steady on a folder began to tremble. “Mike,” I said in a casual tone. “Walk me through your logs last month.” Mike's voice was level. He gave the timeline, the names were supplied, the servers were mentioned and he also showed the clean hands of his crew. “As I said sir, it's not from my side.” You see, that right there doesn't add up to me. I could feel the hair in his neck prick. I could imagine his pointed nose getting longer and longer as he spoke. He was taking too much. Too many qualifiers. Too many defensive ornaments around the truth.

Do you think he told us the truth when he said he cannot remember? The truth isn’t a math exam. It isn’t made of numbers, and can neither be calculated nor concluded, since it is constantly expanding. There is no absolute answer when it comes to the truth. It changes in the hands of those who touch it. Like a living organism, it moves, breathes and, sometimes, flees as soon as you approach it. ‘Of course it can be true,’ Helen said, and thereby: the truth.

Text: “Board emergency meeting called for tomorrow morning. Someone leaked the letters. They’re public. Full text online. Headlines already running.” Martin looked at Damien. Both pale. The truth was out—raw, unfiltered, unstoppable.