Make You Believe By Lucy Hale Novels & Stories

Alina looked at herself in the mirror. He couldn't believe what he was seeing now. Was it really him? He couldn't believe that what he saw in the mirror was himself. "Anything to add, miss?" asked Beth, Alex's personal bridal make-up artist. Alina shook her head. "No thanks. This is already perfect." She smiled. She then put her make-up kit in her bag. "Then I'll excuse myself." Alina nodded and smiled. "Thank you for everything."

Maybe Declan's heart died with her. Lucy sat in the corner of the room, her face blank and her eyes red and swollen from crying so much. When she saw Declan that day, she believed he would save Fidelia. As soon as she woke up, she inquired about Fidelia's news, and Alex told her that Fidelia and the baby were safe. At that time, she felt that her mood was lifted from the burden, and she felt happy. Because she was always afraid that if something happened to Fidelia, she would never forgive herself. And today, the worst has come. Alex lied to all of them. Her heart was already broken into pieces, the pain so tormenting her that she couldn't breathe. She felt like someone was squeezing her nec

“Well, maybe it's time to pull out the ultimate move. You haven't forgotten about that, have you?” My eyes locked onto hers, and I felt a glimmer of hope. “Do you think it will work? The others didn't, and I don't want to get my hopes up only for God to be dashed." “Trust me, it will work.”

"I'll always come for you." She kissed me then, soft and grateful and full of the kind of trust that made my chest tight with guilt. Because she believed in me, believed in us, believed that I'd chosen her because she mattered most to me. When she really had no idea what that choice had cost. "I should call your father," I said, reaching for my phone. "Let him know you're safe." "In a minute." Anna curled against my side, her head resting on my shoulder. "I just want to stay like this for a while."

Jenna lifted her chin and made sure I could see the white light at her throat. “Bye, sis. I’m going to my birthday feast.” The next second, the door slammed shut. Then I was alone. I curled up on the floor while the pain in my head ground back and forth like a dull blade. All I could hear in my mind was Mom’s voice. The Moon Oath Collar does not make mistakes. It was glowing red, which meant I was lying. If I was lying, then I couldn’t really be in that much pain. I must be doing it again. I must be exaggerating it to get attention.

My husband, Matteo Bellini, runs New York's underworld. Everyone said I hit the jackpot when he married me. On our wedding night, right after we made love, he brought in Aria. She was a custom-made AI maid worth millions. Matteo said she had the most advanced lie-detector system in the world. One lie, and I would pay. He kissed me. "My mother betrayed my father. He told me women are all liars. I want to believe you're different, but you have to prove it." From that day on, Aria became my living nightmare. Every time she said I was lying, I got punished. Even when I told the absolute truth. It was always hard slaps and the cold water cell. I cried and begged him. I swore I would never betray

You gave me a heart that was full of mistakes I gave you my heart and you made heartbreak You made my heart break You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break You made my heart ache (can't take back the love that I gave you) You made my heart break (were made outta plastic, fake) You made my heart ache (I still see the shadows in my room) You made my heart break again (I was tangled up in your drastic ways) (Who knew evil girls have the prettiest face?) I still see your shadows in my room

Silence stretched between us, heavy and thick. Lucy finally spoke, her voice gentle. “Georgia…” I turned to her, my eyes pleading. “You have to believe me, Lucy. Please.” She reached out, placing her hands over mine. “I feel your pain,” she whispered. “I feel every emotion in your words, every piece of him that still lives inside you. And I don’t doubt that what you felt was real.” Hope flickered in my chest. “Then you believe me?” She exhaled slowly, squeezing my hands. “I believe that you believe in him.”

I had let my instincts take over and instead of reciprocating my kindness, he called me stupid. I scoffed again and pulled the blanket over my chest as I stared blankly at my room's door. Korn was out, leaving me alone in this vast mansion. Just then, a message entered my phone. I glanced at it laid by my side, then I reluctantly picked it up. I saw a message from Thida and began to wonder why she was texting me. “Oh shit! I forgot to call her.” But it has been days now, she must have forgotten about it. So I clicked the message with curiosity. Staring back at me was a video. Not any type, but Thida’s masturbating video.

“Shut your mouth! Every word you just said, you’d better have proof! “Otherwise, I’ll make sure you regret it.” Raya winced from the pain but forced a triumphant look in my direction. “Of course he won’t admit it. But you, every time you remember what I said, your heart will bleed, won’t it?” I met her gaze coldly. “Save your breath. No matter what you say, I’ll believe him.” Asher’s eyes snapped toward me, lighting up with something raw and complicated: surprise, gratitude, and a deep ache all at once.