The Innocence Novels & Stories

“Innocent? So that also makes you innocent? Oh! Fuck your innocence! ” “Ryo, without evidence, my son is innocent.” Dini pulled Sachin into a hug, wiping the blood with his arms, twisting the facts into lies. “Well, cheers to your definition of fucking innocence.” Without giving them a chance to react, he gave Sachin a twin slap. “Ryo!!!” Dini screamed, only to get kicked on the shoulder, and before he could sit to protect his son, he was kicked again, flat on the floor, where he belonged.

Next scene, Geneva's mom and Cindy went to police station to report and file a case, Geneva's mom wrote as a compliant instead of Cindy, While Cindy is sitting at the hall way she saw her classmate before, She looks like nervous and Cindy asks her if she's alright, The girl biting her nails while walking around the corner, When she saw Cindy she runs quickly to get out of sight by Cindy, Cindy doubted what's her problem, she ignored it remembered that it was her bullies, Geneva's mom came back at Cindy, told her that she already filed a case against the incident, They will contact Cindy for further notice, Cindy said thank you to Geneva's mom for her kindness and wasting of time,

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.

He’s here too, patiently waiting for me. “Boss,” he says as I start to bounce down the stairs. “Frankie,” I say. “Go to the cashier’s window and post bail for Leah Thomas. One hundred grand cash.” Frankie whistles softly. “Jesus. What the fuck did she do?” “In this case, I think she’s actually innocent.” “She is,” Madeleine says, her voice muffled. “It was clearly self-defence.” “Yeah, I’m not so sure,” I say. “She has a bit of a rap sheet that one.”

Flawless, like she had never been touched by death. I had gone up to her, heart pounding, relieved. Because if she was alive, Florence was innocent. As I approached her, I watched for some sign of recognition. Acknowledgment. She just blinked at me, polite but confused. “Sorry, do I know you?” The words hit me like a freight train on my chest. “It’s… me. Mason.” She shook her head, “I’m sorry, I don’t know anyone by that name!” I was stunned. Did she lose her memory as well? What are the chances?

“You're definitely insane if you think we're giving up someone innocent.” Toria tilted her head. “Innocence is relative.” her words stiffened the room. Ethan leaned forward, left arm placed on the table. “Say that one more time.” Toria's eyes danced with dangerous confidence. “My pleasure,” she repeated clearly, “innocence is re…” “You think this is a game?” Ethan snapped right before she could finish the sentence. “She almost killed Ariel, remember? Now you think someone to throw her way will get us out?”

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.

••• Innocence can be captivating, innocence can be dangerous at times, but in the devil's very own tale, it can become dangerously captivating. •••

Shortly before I was released from prison, Trina woke me up in the middle of the night once, crouched next to my bunk and whispering so quietly in my ear that I had to strain to hear her, even in the silence. Trina is the only person in the world outside of Charles and my family who knows that I’m innocent. I didn’t tell anyone else, firstly because I was supposed to be keeping my innocence a secret to protect Charles and his family, and secondly because no one would believe me. Everyone is “innocent” in prison, as they say. Trina has always thought it was shitty and shady that I took the fall for Charles, and honestly, it turns out she’s right. I didn’t want to hear it at the time, but that

I lowered my voice and stated pleadingly. “I don't care if he's innocent." Vinx said acidly. “How would you kill him if he's innocent, kill me instead if you want to kill anyone at all." “No, you would have to live with the guilt of knowing YOU killed an innocent human, you killed him the moment you laid your eyes on him and the moment his hands touched you, he accepted death." Vinx pulled me off my bed and I grabbed the Sheets, it ended up slipping off the bed and I had nothing to hold on to. I pushed Vinx but I was only injuring myself. His hands were wrapped tightly around my arms and I was going to dislocate it by pulling.