Make You Believe By Lucy Hale Novels & Stories

"And do you believe?" "Hmph!" Luci snorted, casting Gabby a bemused grimace. "Do I believe in demons? Look around you. Monsters turn up every day, terrorising innocent people and raping young girls, murdering old people in their sleep, and for what? A wealthy inheritance? A moment of pleasure? Revenge? I don't need to look between worlds to see demons. There's enough living among us," Luci paced the room with an angry look. It was no secret that man himself was a creature as dark as any imagination could make him to be.

Hope you will not mind the new change. I do hope you will all enjoy reading and don't forget to vote, follow, and comment. ~Lucy

Eleven, a young 18-year-old girl who lives in fear, her life feels dark and crowded like hell. Even though she doesn't know what it's like to live in the real hell, but living with her alcoholic father makes her believe that hell will be better than the place she calls home.

"I don't believe you. This is some sort of trick." "Yes, of course you're right, it's the same trick I used so you would understand Thule, a language you've never heard before, ensured you flatlined in the ambulance on your way to the ER, and made your wounds vanish into thin air. Oh man, I have been busy." Juke leaned forward, laboring his breath.

Hope. I pick myself up shaking i try to sit the pain hits me I am going to kill him I am going to ruin his life who is he to take what's not his. I got myself in this situation how I can ever believe Jude had any redeeming quality I really thought he would want to help me.

“I’m not asking you to forgive me right now. I’m asking you to believe me. Believe that it’s only you. Always you.” To Be Continued...

My vision blurred. Pain exploded, my body locking up. 'Am I dying? 'Is this it? Will I never see Mom, Dad... Antonio again?'

I hear it in the shift of tone. “You think he belongs to you?” A long pause. Then Lucy says the one thing that rips through me like lightning. “He belongs to the woman you tried to break.” My breath leaves my body. Everything inside the room stills. Lucien’s voice drops. Dangerously low. “You think she can handle that truth?” Lucy doesn’t hesitate. “She handled losing him, you made her believe whatever you place in front of her.” Silence. Thick. Deadly. Lucien exhales slowly.

But just before he stepped out, he turned again. "You're really okay?" I parted my lips. Suddenly, a thin thread of hope rose inside me. "If I weren't okay… would you stay with me?" He paused—only for a heartbeat—then smiled. "Cammy, don't be ridiculous. Rita's still waiting for me at the hospital. Go to bed early. I'm leaving." The door closed. And I finally broke. I cried for choosing the wrong man. I cried for how foolish I was—still holding out hope for someone who had already shown me the ending.

I sob out. “Lucy, you have to have faith. Those mates of yours quite literally bled for you. They love you more than their own lives. I know you were hurt by their actions but trust me when I say that they would give you the world.” Gabi said lifting my chin so that I was looking her in the eyes. “Lucy, you don’t have to give them all your trust right now. But at least give them a chance to talk. Tell you how much they care and love you. Just give them 5 minutes. Can you do that for me?”