Inconceivable Truth Podcast Novels & Stories

She asked and I suddenly felt trapped between the truth and the lies I could tell. "It makes no sense to lie" she added "Of course it does you already seem truly irritated and I haven't even answered the question as yet" I replied and she sighed "I'm not, just answer," She said not sounding in the least bit convincing, but nonetheless I found the truth as a better option than lying to her face. "No, I cannot count on one hand" "Two hands?" "No" I confessed and her expression changed to one of surprise. "That many?" She asked amused.

Abe watched me as I was in the car. "I’m away for two weeks with an advance. Who knew Blade could change?" I smiled. "Blade is not the time to change, Red," Abe laughed. "You should know this by now." "If he didn't change, I wouldn't be going on a two weeks paid leave." "Did you hit your head on the pole tonight?" "Ha ha!" I scoff and Abe, "I'm perfectly fine." "If you are fine, then you should know that Blade never does something like this. You, of all people, should know this. I'm surprised you believed him."

He was no longer the enigmatic partner but the focus of the story. A student at a college in Seattle, viewing the speech on her laptop in a dorm room she'd almost had to leave due to its price, listened where Jonah declared, "Your truth is not a liability. It is your superpower." She closed her laptop, breathed deeply, and called home to tell her parents she was changing from pre-law to graphic design.

"Through countless hours of investigation, I've uncovered a web of corruption and manipulation that reaches far beyond what we could have imagined. It involves powerful individuals, hidden agendas, and a trail of lies that have shaped our lives." She proceeded to share the details, connecting the dots and revealing the intricate connections between Mr. Smith, Johnson, Becky, and other key players. The truth unfolded before us, painting a picture of greed, power, and a thirst for control that had driven these individuals to weave their complex web. As Sarah spoke, the room grew silent, save for the occasional gasp or murmur of disbelief. The revelations were staggering, and the weight of the

Just as Craig said, his assistant arrived in a few minutes to assist with grooming Lenin although he didn’t need to be groomed and led him into the broadcasting room on cue. In the meantime, in the broadcasting room, Craig sat in his customary seat with his signature smile as the lights went on in the room “A very warm welcome to all the seekers of truth to this episode of ‘Truth that lurks in the shadows’.” “In this episode, we bring to you the helplessness of a young man as he struggles to with his identity. While the normal trend of almost all cases we pursue in search of truth are uncovered accidentally or finds us unintentionally……” Craig paused to build the ambience before continuing “

The real me? I didn’t survive with grace. I survived by screaming into a pillow while the man I loved slept beside me. I survived by writing down desires I couldn’t say aloud. I survived by learning how to live with hands that never touched me right. This podcast isn’t about blame. It’s about truth. The kind you don’t tell your friends. The kind you don’t post. The kind that lives in the space between “I’m fine” and “I want out.” I’m still her, even now, especially now and maybe… so are you.

I had to be invisible. What kind of man meets a stranger, an anonymous caller, who claims to have information about his wife? What kind of fool does that? Me. I was that fool. But desperation does that to you. It makes you believe that maybe, just maybe, truth can be found in the unlikeliest places. And right now, truth was all I had left to cling to.

he says, and I smile. "Thank you, Smith. I really, really appreciate it, okay?" I say. "You are welcome, sir. So I guess I will see you at work today?" "Yeah, sure, you too. Bye," I say, and he ends the call at the other end. I finally shake my head and rake my fingers through my hair. Yeah, I'm just going to drop the issue of trying to figure out that guy because, well, yeah, this is really, really crazy. Whatever he is, he must have already known the kind of influence he has. That was why he decided to keep himself very close, safe, and so perfectly hidden in this particular kind of way. I'm still trying to understand and figure out what sort of blockchain would make somebody's numbers so

The disgust was written over her face, she could picture the presenter with the tone of his voice. She wanted to shut herself off and not listen to the radio but she was curious of the answers, she wanted to know what people would say. “Seems like we have our first caller already. So let’s have her okay?” The presenter said as he spoke. “Good afternoon, you are tuned into the Truth radio station and today’s question is “WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU FIND OUT THAT YOUR PARTNER CHEATED ON YOU?” He said and mimicked a drumroll with his lips.

Then he steps onto the brightly lit stage, the audience clapping and cheering as he takes his seat. The host, a charismatic man with salt-and-pepper hair, greets him with a warm smile. “Welcome, Elijah and Cassandra! Today, we’re discussing the recent events surrounding Silas Cross and the Institute of the Higher Mind. It’s a pleasure to have you both here.” Elijah takes a deep breath, ready to share his truth. “Thank you for having me. It’s important that people understand the reality of what’s been happening.”