Sans Disbelief Novels & Stories

“He deserves not only your appreciation but your apology now. I’m going to tell your Father.” She stood up but Morgan reached out and caught her. “ Please don’t tell him. Let the matter end here.” Sandra turned to look at her face and said,” I am not promising that.” MANY DAYS PASSED. I was getting back to being financially strong and soon I will apply for college again. It was a Friday and I was happy because it means the rest is near. Even God rested so why shouldn’t I?

It’s because I realize how close I came to making her surrender all three. “If you don’t,” she continues. “Then I need to know that today.” The air changes. “What does that mean?” I say. “It means exactly what it sounds like.” Her eyes return to mine. “Either you believe me, or you don’t.” “I’ve never said –” “That you don’t believe me?” A small, sad smile appears. “No. You’re too kind for that. But kindness can be its own kind of disbelief. You can wrap doubt in soft words and still make me carry it alone.”

Eleanor raised an eyebrow. “Yes,” she said. “Trust.” She grimaced. Andre resumed walking and she followed beside him. “I don’t believe in it,” he replied after a moment. Eleanor blinked once. “You don’t believe in trust?” Andre’s jaw tightened slightly. “Trust makes people careless,” he said. “Weak, you know." His voice remained calm but there was a hard certainty in it that made certain the fact that he wasn't merely beating around the bush but meant every word he was saying.

I said, hoping he’ll believe me. He scoffed, his disbelief evident in the way he rubbed his temples. “So you expect me to believe that you just woke up one morning and decided you want to be friends?” he retorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he dismissed my words. He scoffed, a disbelieving smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “So you expect me to believe that you just wake up one morning and decide you want to be friends?” His eyebrows arched in suspicious “Yes,” I replied, trying my best to sound convincing, though my nerves were getting the best of me.

I pressed my lips together, seeing our driver exit his side and make way to the front of the door. I giggled lightly, knowing what it meant. He wasn’t in that car. Of course, he wasn’t; that vampire never showed up here before dark. My attention went back to my garden, my mind carelessly busy as I tilled the soil. “Mrs. Ballard?” I heard his voice,

She was trying to completely ruin my reputation. Just when I was at a loss, Blaze called. His voice was calm and steady. "I've seen the articles online. Don't be afraid, and don't respond. Leave it to me." "But..." "Trust me." His simple yet firm response inexplicably reassured me.

Just like that? No one normal. That’s who. There’s something about this that doesn’t sit right. Something I can’t name. And I’m not buying whatever this is. Whatever kindness he’s selling. I’ve lived too long without it to believe in it now. My eyes lift and meet his. He’s still watching me, waiting, expectant. Like he really believes I’ll say yes. I won’t fall for that. “No,” I say quietly, steadying myself as I push away from the table. “I can’t stay. I’m sorry. I’ll have to leave.”

She struggled to process the shocking revelation, her mind racing with questions and emotions. Her brows furrowed, and she stared at him, unable to comprehend what she was hearing. Her heart sank, and she felt a heavy weight in the pit of her stomach as his words sank in. "I don't believe you," she whispered, shaking her head in denial. The disbelief in her voice was evident, but deep down, a flicker of doubt began to take hold.

The president saw that he could not answer or maybe not willing to answer, so he said “ Actually, the people we see in the news that enter domains do not actually enter it. The moment they go inside, some kind of force rejects them after only some time. It could be the case that it does not consider them up to the caliber. Maybe they don’t contain something that is required”

he exclaimed disappointingly. - " Maybe ... if both of them have fully accepted the bond and you know that in our current situation this never happened," I told him sadly and continued "I'm sorry, Chris. I really did my best, but please have faith in our Goddess. I firmly believe that he is going to recover soon. He is very strong. He won't disappoint us! Don't forget that our doctors are the most capable and trained doctors in whole North America! Do not despair. I know I won't" I told him and put my hand on his. -"Yes.. yes ... I suppose you are right" he said frustrated.