Moment Of Truth Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And the quality of the look on his face in the moment of seeing that specific detail was the look of someone for whom something has just been confirmed that they had been hoping was not true, the look of a truth landing in the specific place that truths land when they are about something personal and irreversible. The atrium held the moment. And then the moment ended, and what came after it began.

I knew it well. “The Book of Forgotten Truths,” I read aloud, my voice hushed but heavy. Jimmie nodded slowly. “Yes, Devon. The Book of Forgotten Truths.” I blinked at him, utterly thrown. Never in all my days had I imagined my morning would turn like this. I shook my head, muttering half to myself, half to him, “What the hell is going on, Jimmie? What is this book doing here? Why do you have it?” He inhaled, steadying himself, then answered softly, “I came across it in the library… through Molly. This book holds truths I couldn’t risk getting out.”

“Your necklace. May I see it?” Seolurrie showed them her necklace which is hidden inside her clothes. She didn’t take it off. She felt that something bad will happen if she took it off. “Hmm. It looks like an ordinary necklace for me. Are you sure what you saw was real?” “I don’t have time to be delusional. I know that what happened was real. The truth, just like how true that I came out of a gate.” “Not everything that you said can be true. There are no evidence about everything else except the fact that you came out of a gate. And a few more days you will get your hunter license. You know what will happen, right?”

It was a defining moment, a catalyst for a city on the brink of transformation. The room fell into a profound stillness, the weight of the revelations hanging in the air like an unspoken promise. The truth had been unleashed, and there was no going back.

"Okay. But maybe somewhere more private than the library?" "Definitely somewhere more private than the library." As we packed up our books, I felt lighter than I had in weeks. Kamon knew my secret, and he was still here. Still wanted to be with me. Still wanted to kiss me, supernatural complications and all. Maybe Ploy and Bew had been right. Maybe honesty really was the best policy. Even when the truth was completely impossible to believe. [End of Chapter 11]

You can say that's why I get beaten like the daily routine of a royal's skincare. Everyone is settled. Mrs. Rogue graces us with her presence, earning absolute silence in the huge room. There's a projector on the aisle which lights up the entire wall in front of us with an outline. Her high heels clicks in her pacing. "In your handbook, your 303 principle teaches you what?" A little murmur fill the space before she calls out a name. "Yes, Linda."

Something that would give me the tools to expose lies and reveal evidence that had been carefully concealed. Something that would save Ethan. My fingers moved across another shelf, and then suddenly, they stopped. A book stood slightly apart from the others, as if it had been waiting for me. ‘The Book of Unveiled Truths” Just the name alone told me this book carried weight. Real power. The kind that could change everything. I pulled it from the shelf carefully, almost reverently. It was heavier than it looked, as if the words inside had actual substance or actual gravity.

I was alone with my thoughts and the small, hot panic of someone finally understanding the whole design of a trap. I pressed my palms flat to my thighs and forced myself to breathe. They wanted me broken. They wanted me to crumble and vanish. But the thing about truth is that it has weight. It sinks. You can bury it, but it will come up somewhere, sometime.