Innocence Book Novels & Stories

She smiled unconsciously like a little girl, bit her lip, and sighed opening her eyes, seeing that the sky was turning orange. She sighed getting up from there and grabbed her backpack. she started walking through the forest and touched the trees with great innocence in the act. That was one of Booke's qualities: to be very innocent, however, that innocence did not overshadow his intelligence. He picked up an apple and popped it into his mouth, enjoying the texture and burst of the ripe fruit.

“I really love how pathetic you look right now. You look so pathetic that I want to let you go. But, you see. It's impossible as you are stuck with me here and my desire to teach you a lesson before killing you is so strong.” “Please don't do this, Anny. Don't do this. The baby is innocent, please.” “Don't fucking tell me that bullshit. Innocent? I don't give a fuck,” Anny yelled, her body straighten up and her hands raised in the air as she continued. “I was innocent too, wasn't I? I was innocent. I was innocent!!!” “That's why you should do this. The baby in me doesn't even know anything.”

He stood at the podium, opening to Chapter Twelve the section covering his arrest and the moment he realized Morrison had orchestrated everything. His voice was steady as he read: "The FBI agent placed the handcuffs on my wrists while my colleagues watched, their expressions ranging from shock to vindication. Some had always suspected I wasn't fully reformed. This seemed to confirm their worst assumptions. But I knew something they didn't: I was innocent. And innocence, I would learn, is not always sufficient defense against well-constructed lies." The room was silent. Blake continued reading through his bail hearing, the ankle monitor, the crushing weight of facing forty years. When he fini

"but i guess i don,t deserve this light . i am no saint ....but i thought i had the right to fall in love with a pure and innocent girl and make a family with her and give her all the love .... but .. i was wrong a mafia king like me don,t have the right to love ." his words were hurting me bad .i could not breath . "no... don,t say..... it please." "i was a fool to think i could make you love me or to have you as my light no innocent and beautiful and religious girl like you should have a monster like me i was fool to bring you to my life janiman i fool to think that i will leave these darkness" he moved his thumb on my cheeks and i closed my eyes feeling his thumb moving on my e

And I sat here trying to understand the last three years of my life. I had questions. Not the questions I had been carrying since the hallway at six in the morning, those were still there. The three questions I had were: what had the contract actually been? What had the last eighteen months really meant? And what happens to trust when you discover that things were not what you thought they were? Those questions had not gone away. They sat heavy and real. But a new question had formed alongside them. Why document my innocence with such care? Why build the full forty-three pages when a simpler story might have served the investigation better? Why protect the door she had walked through?