Presumed Innocent Novels & Stories

" He sighed and nodded again. "I have heard a human term: Innocent until proven guilty," I said, and Aelfred's head snapped at me. "We have proof that I did not handle harmful chemicals, that in my skin or clothing were any residues of the stuff used to tamper with the lot..." I paused, "That should clear my name, but I am sure they will press on the matter -after all, I was the only stranger roaming around unannounced." I paused, and he nodded. Vamir, Sarula, Eirula, and Petra were listening to my rambling. Somehow, in my head, it was clear...

There was one exhilarating moment of weightlessness as he flew off the saddle, sailed through the air and landed smack dab on, thankfully, something springy: a bed of oranges in polystyrene boxes sitting on a sidewalk rolling store, which was a kind of store under a beach umbrella and on top of a cart. Nate only suffered minor injuries and the kid was unharmed, but his motorcycle was totaled. There was orange juice all over him and everywhere. When the police arrived, the kid was nowhere to be found and no eyewitness was willing to come forward to testify to Nate’s innocence. Nate chose to keep mum about the whole thing and be presumed guilty because the kid looked like his family didn’t hav

It was eerily convincing. "Be a queen of the majority. Then change the governance. Change the system, Your Grace. " I feigned ignorance of the Feluns and their successors' administration policies and said it out loud. However, there are occasions when innocence is best defined as a lack of knowledge. While I acknowledged that a lack of knowledge or intent was no defense in a court of law, I maintained that a person's lack of knowledge or plan might prevent them from being unfairly judged or even betrayed.

Jax asks, eyes sympathetic. “So she’s just guilty until proven innocent?!” I demand, sweeping my wide-eyed gaze between my friends. “You all just assume it was her?” Brock heaves a sigh, scratching his head. “No, but you have to admit that it’s pretty coincidental…” “But we trust you, however you think we should handle it,” Gray adds, his jaw clenching. Fallon throws her hands on her hips, turning to stare at her mate incredulously. “Really?! You’re just going to let her continue to walk free?”

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.

One of the police officers poured a glass of water for the two and asked them to sit and wait in the hall. Cedrick would be presumed innocent before they found compelling evidence.

Therefore, she wasn't guilty of the crimes she was being charged with. Mom and Dad immediately nodded in agreement with her statements. Irvin also confirmed that she never intended for me to go to prison. However, it didn't matter how much Dad and Julianne denied everything. It also didn't matter how many times they claimed ignorance. They were still detained in the end. They had to prove their claims after all. In the eyes of the law, it wasn't sufficient to claim ignorance or innocence. It was just like my previous circumstance. I had claimed I wasn't guilty. Yet, I had been detained because of the video. It was only after I had evidence to prove my innocence that I was able to claim my fr

Gio may try to pose as a soldier for justice but living with Zaverio had tainted my naïve mind. Good people weren’t always good and bad people weren’t always bad, it all depended on the side you saw and when. The federal agents of who knows what agency knew I was innocent but they didn’t care about me because I was useless to their case. If I was ever captured by the police, the evidence needed to clear my name would never see the light of day and the likes of Damien and Gio would go to bed and sleep like a baby.

“And is that an accent?” Layla tapped her arm sharply. “Focus.” Naomi blinked. “Right?” The defense counsel adjusted his jacket. “Your Honor, the defense contends that my client was arrested based on assumption.” Layla’s breath hitched. “Assumption?” the prosecutor repeated, already rising. The judge raised a hand. “Let him continue.” The defense lawyer nodded. “Thank you, your Honor. The prosecutor assumes my client is responsible for a crime he did not commit. He was mistaken for someone else.”