The Innocence Novels & Stories

“Witches are disgusting. I’ve been trying to get away from them since I was ten. They keep finding me.” “Yes, I know. We’re not that different, you and I.” Innocent pulls a worn envelope from the inside of his jacket and pushes it across the table at me. “Read that.” I don’t move. “What is it?” “A letter from my mother. She sent it to me just before she died. Read it.” I’m suddenly filled with apprehension. I don’t want to know what’s in that letter. “No. I don’t want to.” Innocent draws the whip across the table. “It’s not a request.”

"Don't claim to be a saint, even the lady who held you out of a truffle in the bar got assaulted in the alleyway and you didn't bat an eyelid to pass by a scene of her getting assaulted" Isadora broke eye contact, her gaze glued to the ground, "She deserves all she got. Don't comment on a situation you don't fully understand." She gritted her teeth. "I don't understand? Do you claim innocence?" Vincent stalked around her kneeling frame like a panther. "Innocence?" Isadora soliloquized, "Is there any innocent person in this world?" No one is completely good and no one is completely bad. Sure at first glance at her many "abominable" people might give instant judgment that she is an evil person

ANITA. "You should start saying your final prayer that what you need now,'' he muttered bluntly, ``I don't wanna believe I am dying now. I shouldn't have resent her I wanted this to be a dream but it's fucking real. "Please you can't do this to me, I am innocent .'' I cried out bitterly as he took one of the knives closer to my thighs. It felt like my heart stopped for a moment

"Leave my daughter Accardi! She is innocent!" She shouts and I get up from my seat, placing my hands back in my pocket and towering over him. "Innocent? Innocence doesn't mean anything in our business David,it is just a weakness. This 10 year boy was innocent,but did you spare him?" He gulps to look up at me. "My Amara was innocent but what did you did?" I ask stepping more closer to him ,he takes a step back afraid. "You killed her innocence. You tainted her skin in scars,you broke apart her delicate heart.

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.

Every person has been given a different understanding. She looked down before she decided to voice out her thinking, “I can’t save the body from getting dirty like a cloth, but I can save the soul from getting dirty. This may sound funny to people, but for me, my innocence is still intact.” Rebecca remained silent. “If my body commits a crime, it will get mixed in the soil and beyond that, it can’t receive anything, but if the soul sins, it’ll burn in the fire of hell which will never end.”

“Good morning. I know most of you are here because of the breaking news. The man you’ve been reading about — Vincent Hale — has been arrested along with several of his associates. Their crimes have affected countless people in this city… but today, I want to focus on one in particular.” I took a breath, looking straight into the cameras. “Malik, a seventeen year old, was accused of a crime he did not commit. He was labeled. Judged. Branded as something he never was. And all because he was unlucky enough to be a pawn in Hale’s game of control and fear.” There was a rustle in the room, pens scratching against notepads. “Today,” I continued, “those charges are gone. His record is clear. And the

I knew I was innocent, and I was determined to prove it. As the questioning continued, I repeated my denial, over and over again. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm innocent. I didn't steal anything. But no matter how many times I said it, the prosecutor just kept pushing, kept trying to trip me up and catch me in a lie. And I knew that if I slipped up, even once, I would be doomed. So I kept my cool, kept my wits about me, and kept repeating my denial. I didn't do anything wrong. I'm innocent. I didn't steal anything.

She falls to the ground. "Inés Emberclaw, omega of the Redwood Wolves pack, you are here tonight to be judged for the crimes of criminal association, betrayal of your pack, accessory to murder, and many other offenses." One of the elders stands and addresses her after the alpha gives the order. "How do you plead?" "I’m inno...cent, I swear," she responds between choked sobs. Connor watches her with no trace of emotion on his face.

Innocent was surprised at the question and furrowed his brow. “Yes, of course,” he answered boldly. “I see. I never knew that you applied.” “I thought that was your reason for giving me the information,” Innocent made clear to him at once. He laughed softly and accepted, “Oh! I did not know that you saw it that way.” They walked back to their office afterward and Innocent forgot about the test. Two days later, the results were released, and Innocent scored ninety-two percent while he scored eighty-six percent which led to the fifth position.