Hypocrisy Novels & Stories

Helena cursed. "We were so close at finally punishing that bastard Xavier. I would've killed him if he agreed to take the punished. Cursed those stupid rules, him still being alive shows us how weak we are. We now have two abomination walking free among our midst." Cortez slammed his hand smashing the table into two.

Micah POV. Could my father just stop cheating! Couldn't he be genuine for once, if it wasn't for the pack calling him out on his lies, he would allow Joshua to win, he sent hunters after us, he gave Joshua a bigger advantage than us, he had help while we had to do our best to win, this isn't fair, nothing, dad does is fair, he's a cruel alpha.

', abomination and disgust transparent in those infuriated eyeballs stuck on her appalled face. Her widened eyes narrowed in utmost revulsion. She clenched her fist in humiliation and anguish as tears sprung in her, a pair of glossy doe eyes, cascading in mortification. His hatred blinded him to such extent that he didn't shy away from calling her an immoral enticer!! Seriously? She's seducing him?? When and for heaven's sake, she's his wife!!! He has no morality left in him..

"You want to look like the good guys now, but you’re just the same people who chose her over me again and again. Don’t pretend this is about justice. This is about her losing her value to you." I took a deep breath, my heart pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears.I took a step closer to the desk. “You all turned your backs on me when I told you what she did. You made me look like a liar. And now that it’s convenient for you, you’re suddenly acting like you can see the truth?” "We're just trying to give you justice—" I shook my head, my throat tight. “It’s not justice. It’s just hypocrisy.” Their faces were hard now, but I didn’t care. I wanted my words to

She hated that people had to be slaves for something, when people were supposed to be free, but how could people be free when everything we do needs money. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt. She had always been critical of others for their materialistic pursuits, yet she had done the same thing herself. The hypocrisy of her position was undeniable. As she sat there, grappling with her own hypocrisy, she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and self-reflection. Florence nodded, as she cleared her throat, “That is an interesting perspective.” Chaos chuckled while answering, “It is. But at the same time, it is not, r

"Because he's a hypocrite who ruined my life." "Why is your mouth so bad?!" I yelled. "I'm speaking reality. He's a hypocrite who ruined my life, why don't you wake up too? So stupid this chick! Just his life is always wretched!" hissed Gerald. Gerald's wrong! David's not a hypocrite, he's always helping me. For me David is not a hypocrite, he always shows his bad side, not just his good in front of me. When they drink drunk in front of me, they don't have to pretend to be nice in front of me. And they're blatant, and that's one sign David and his friends aren't hypocrites.

He doesn’t see how cheap it looks. A bitter, acidic thought rose in my throat, so sharp it surprised me. He gets disgusted with me for having feelings. He calls me sick for just looking. But this? This public display, this performance… this is perfectly fine for him. The hypocrisy was a physical ache. My quiet, hidden crush was a perversion. But Anna Meyers sitting on his lap, eating from his plate, putting on a show for the entire cafeteria? That was normal. That was acceptable. That was what a guy like Jax Ryder deserved.

“We have already spoken sir and I sincerely accept your resolution.” Oh, I hate myself for saying that. But what can I do? “Well, honesty is something rare nowadays.” “Do not flatter yourself, Miss Witts. That wasn't a compliment. “ “Need I remind you that what you did earlier was highly unacceptable?” Only if he lets me explain myself. I cannot even say a word. I stood in front of the Principal as I listened to him tirelessly preaching hypocrisy. “It's either you were acting out or you just simply have irresponsible pa –“

He asked, a slight frown forming on his face. I peered down at my thumb, fidgeting nervously, my teeth gnawing on the inside of my cheek as I tried to collect and voice the thoughts swirling in my mind. "I don't... I just... I feel like a hypocrite, you know?" I mumbled, stealing a quick glance into his eyes before continuing. He remained silent, allowing me to elaborate. "I can't shake the feeling that I'm doing the same thing that..." I paused, swallowing hard before continuing in a hushed tone, "that Amanda and Zion did." The words felt heavy on my tongue, too shameful to speak aloud. "I'm involved with a married man who's expecting a child. It's like a replay of what happened with me, Am

I come so hard my spine bows off the mattress— a jagged, body-shaking climax that feels more like a purge than a release. As the tremors fade, leaving me empty and exhausted, reality crashes back in. I stare back at the darkness. The only sound left in the world is my own ragged breathing. I claim to hate his guts, yet I just used the memory of his cruelty to get off— a fucking hypocrite. The word echoes. Hypocrite. I lie still for a second. Then I reach for my bag.