Innocence Book Novels & Stories

I said determinedly. Our gaze locked on each other. For a moment, none of us spoke. Then, he chuckled slowly, bitterly. “You’re too innocent, Elowen. And you know, what they call innocence these days?” He gazed up at me. “Foolish…” He mumbled. I blinked, honestly, offended as well, but— he didn’t lie. Innocents nowadays are labeled as fools, although I have doubts about my innocence. I stepped closer and sat beside him, trying to mask the quickening of my heartbeat. “It’s fine. I— I can handle it,” I muttered, attempting bravery, though my hands trembled ever so slightly.

“Bloody.” My stomach twisted. I didn’t like this story, and I didn’t understand why he was telling it now, of all times. “The father wasn’t home. So the little boy ran around the neighborhood begging for help.” The silence that followed was suffocating. “That little boy learned 3 things that day. Do you want to know what they were?” It seemed like a rhetorical question. My answer didn’t matter… he was practically lost in his tale. “One… that safety doesn’t exist. People can be bought and sold. Two… good people get punished. And three…” He glanced at me, his eyes hard. “The system always protects the wrong people.”

Looking at the sweet little girl in front of me, I couldn't fathom how Yvonne had the heart to hurt such innocent children. Annie's father, worried about his daughter's reclusive nature and that she might be bullied at school, had pinned a small camera to her chest. That camera was my one lifeline—the proof of my innocence. I sent the footage from the day before into the parents' group chat and tagged everyone. It was the first time I had seen the video myself. The timestamp showed 2:05 p.m.—the exact moment I had sent Yvonne to fetch Ethan's parents.

"I lost my childhood, my innocence, any chance at being normal, My father made sure of that," "Then you should understand why I am doing this, You should understand what it means to want someone to pay," "I do, but my son is innocent, Veronica is innocent, They did not hurt you," "Neither did I hurt anyone, but I paid the price anyway, That is how the world works, Four, The innocent suffer for the guilty,"

Dear my beloved readers, I know this part of the story will upset some of you, but I think making mistakes is an essential part of character development. If you have read my first book Disgraceful, you should have known that the hero is also fatally flawed. However I hope Matthew's mistakes don't make him irredeemable and eventually you'll be able to forgive him. Enjoy this chapter, and please be warned that this chapter contains mature themes. Stolen Innocence

See I gave you perfect idea - spoke consy. That's the first time you gave me perfect idea - I thought and chuckled. Whatever duhh - spoke consy. I took a novel from the library which is in our room ( you can imagine any thrilling novel). Yess, A freaking library. I started reading it and I got to know that person who is most innocent in story is the main culprit. Then I thought in anaya's case. What if it is some family member or relative. I quickly closed the novel and put it back on the place.

"To prove my innocence, didn't we make some business transactions, not long ago? Of course, we did! I sold you one of the most sophisticated magic books, that you have read in your whole life, didn't I? Yes, I did!" "Yes, we did have a good business transaction, that's true! And it's good at the same time. But, I thought you should have stayed loyal to me but, you never did. Why will you all of a sudden, turn your back on me? Why did you associate yourself with them? Were you not informed that these criminals are my enemies?"

Then I handed it back wearing a sly smile. "You do know that as your trainer.I have to give you some exercises that I would evaluate you on." I began, circling her like a predator ready to devour it's prey. "Of course." Eniola said, still wearing a tremendous smile. I nodded in approval slightly. I walked over to my seat. I pointed at the book in her hands. "Then for that case, write a sentencing laced with judgement in view of innocence." I said, placing a hand on my cheek.

Authors pov A handsome guy (Felix Johnson- male protagonist) is in hurry to attend the important meeting, his driver is driving the car but suddenly he put a break making him a jerk. "What happened?" "Boss..." Before he completes his sentence, the handsome boss heard a sweet voice apologising to him. Without his will, he saw the owner of that voice and got awestruck seeing a gorgeous beauty. "Sorry sir, this little girl unknowingly came in between so..." A girl who stopped the car says.

Morning light struggled to get through Steven's office window, dense folds of fabric, and flooded golden warmth into the room. Steven was awake. His mind had gone round and round all night. Ruby's small face before him as he had seen—how she concealed herself in Clara, weeping, her shakie little hands. But still, he could hear the call of "Papa" from her. The guilt had left, now supplanted with lust. It was a flame that burned within him, one that no whiskey or authority could extinguish.