Sans Disbelief Novels & Stories

I had no idea what the abbreviation stood for and the more I pestered Casper about it, the closer he looked to shooting me. "Can you at least give me a hint as to what it stands for?" I asked hopefully. "No." Casper wasn't even looking at me anymore, his attention seemed to be focused primarily on the door that Fabio had just left through. He seemed to be waiting, but for what? "Earth to Casper, what's so fascinating about that door?" I asked staring at it, it looked like any regular door, only more security efficient. "Let's just say it holds a lot of unanswered questions." Casper stared at me for the first time, an emotionless smile on his face, he appeared to be in deep thought.

It’s іnѕаnе. It’ѕ so insane that it’s nоt bеlіеvаblе. But I’m lіvіng іt, so I hаvе tо bеlіеvе іt. Hе gathers hіѕ wаllеt and I’m nоt gоіng tо gіvе hіm any rеаѕоn tо change hіѕ mіnd.

Simple and self-evident, so that the golden-haired fortune teller did not immediately manage to grasp the meaning. — Brad! she yelled, touch the suggestion to her mind. - Don `t doubt. What does "don't doubt" mean? Why should I believe in your stories? - She did not notice how she began to conduct a dialogue with the Grand Marquis. “ Probably because it’s true,” the demon said stubbornly. - Well, of course. I believed the demon of discord. “Would you trust another demon unconditionally?” The question was accompanied by haughty laughter. “Not to you, not to anyone else!” The small fist lifted book dust into the air with a bang. - Why are you looking at me like that? Mila asked the raven.

Stunned and dumbfounded, she stares at him in disbelief. ****tbc****

How can I not trust you? *

The air seemed to buzz with anticipation, each heartbeat a testament to the uncertainty that hovered over their exchange. Levi's incredulity was palpable, his gaze flickering between the faces that surrounded him. His words were a mixture of disbelief and frustration, a question that demanded answers. "Y'all are okay with him???!!!" His voice held a note of incredulousness, his emotions bubbling to the surface in a wave of exasperation.

“Shouldn't you have some experience not to immediately believe anything you hear from other people's mouths?” “Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me,” replied Venus flatly. “I do have some experience with it, but it's really hard for me to doubt many things because my existence in this world is to be someone who doesn't know anything. Don't blame me if you think I'm kind of like swallowing people's words whole.”

"Yara, the way you've squandered my hard-earned money… You might as well have stabbed me with a knife. Didn't you always say you wanted to cut ties with this family? Fine. I'll cut ties with you!" No matter how much I tried to explain, she refused to believe me. In the end, I let out a weary sigh. "Jocelyn, I'll say it one more time. I never went to college. When I said I wanted to cut ties, I meant with this family. Not with you." Andrew sneered, his tone dripping with mockery. "Of course. How could you ever bear to cut ties with Jocelyn, someone you see as a walking ATM?"

Not love. Possibility.

There’s no hesitation. No uncertainty. Just belief. I hold his gaze, steady and unshifting. “You think removing control fixes it,” I say. A brief pause. Then, quietly— “It doesn’t.”