Innocence Unveiled Novels & Stories

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.

There was a clear smugness in her eyes as she watched him. Oddly enough, she didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of guilt after having someone killed. Then again, as she had said, that road was remote. There were no witnesses or cameras to prove her crime. "Thank—" Just as Caroline was about to speak, Jerome's phone rang. "Hello. Who's on the line?" "Are you a relative of Monica Newman? Please come to the police station to identify the body."

"I’ve failed this kingdom. I’ve committed a terrible sin. Please, punish me for my actions. Sentence me to death if you must, but spare General Michael and his family. They have done nothing wrong." The crowd gasps as Madin reaches for the scarf covering his head. Michael’s voice rings out from the courtroom doors. "No, Madin! Don’t!" But Madin doesn’t stop. He pulls off the scarf, revealing his true self. Gasps echo through the courtyard, and murmurs of shock ripple through the crowd. Arthur stands frozen, disbelief etched into his features. "What... what is this?" "I’m not who you think I am," Madin says, his voice cracking. He begins to remove his outer garments, revealing the clothes ben

how could I go after an innocent man, trying to ruin him without making sure that I was following the truth. A while ago, I had just finished taking shots of the evidence against Patrick Vanner. The evidence that proved my father’s innocence, and though it would hurt so bad, I was going to seek justice for my father. Just when I was about to close the laptop, I saw a file tagged ‘DEAN’S DEEDS.’ I opened it, and I saw my father, on camera, operating on patients who were tied up and awake. It was obvious it was without their consent.

••• Innocence can be captivating, innocence can be dangerous at times, but in the devil's very own tale, it can become dangerously captivating. •••

One of the guards called cautiously but I didn't turn immediately. My hands curled into fists, veins visible beneath his skin. “Those reports,” I said finally, my voice low. The guard swallowed. “Yes, Alpha. We… We have been finding evidence that actually clears Luna Livia. If anything, it proves she’s been...” “Innocent?” I finished, his tone deadly quiet. “Yes.” the guard replied. A growl ripped from my chest raw, violent, and uncontrolled. The walls seemed to tremble with it. “Innocent?” I repeated, turning slowly, my eyes glowing faintly. “Do you think innocence matters right now?” I asked, and the guards froze.

The doctor slipped out past them, leaving Cecilia alone with her sobs. “She’s tough,” Ryker muttered, his voice low and gravelly, breaking the silence. “But I really believe she doesn’t know shit. The way she broke was pure panic. No lies slipped through. Dominic kept her clean.” I nodded, jaw tight, the agreement settling like fact. “Yeah. She’s innocent in this. No playbook, no codes. Just a girl caught in the crossfire.” Ryker glanced at me, one brow arching. “So what now, boss? We escalate to phase three? Waterboard the truth out, or…”

The idea was full disclosure, so there were no secrets, no way for the guilty or the innocent to be falsely convicted. Who changed the rules? I stepped aside as the Enforcer swept for the door and didn't breathe until she passed the wards and disappeared. Only then did I bend and retrieve the scroll. The ribbon fell away from my trembling fingers, the smooth, almost polished parchment, the darkest black, unrolling under my hands. The sparkling blue writing only confirmed what she'd told me. I rolled it up and threw it to the kitchen table even as I reached out for Erica. They've announced the trial. I filled her in on the details. To her credit, she smartened up and did her duty.

Brian said to me. “No,” Sebastine replied, “What if she really knows nothing?” “What if she’s just trying to run a company and all of this is buried in some mistake somewhere?” Sebastine sent us all into silence. “If she is innocent, then how do you explain all of this?” I queried. “The boy is right,” we heard a voice from behind us. “She is innocent.” We turned around and the claim that she was innocent was nothing compared to what stood behind us. “Ronald?” We had all our jaws in our hands.

Reign banged the small wooden hammer and silence reigned. "Good. Now, could you come forward and explain yourself?"I grumbled, sounding like a father who wasn't ready to let his daughter get married yet. It was crazy, but also one hell of a privilege that I got to experience something like this. ""Okay,"Avery stepped forward and put on a serious look. "I promise to say the truth, only the truth and nothing but the truth,"she swore and faced me. "I AM INNOCENT!! Reign didn't understand the whole story. I mean, fine. I was wrong to have used the F word, but I didn't know she was around me. I'd thought I was alone, so how was I supposed to know she snuck in?"she defended.