The True Believer Novels & Stories

“Miss Perez, I would love to get an opinion from you,’’ the teacher requested and I immediately chickened out and stopped enjoying the class. “Every answer is correct, you just have to say it, how you feel, what you really think, inside here we defy all the rules,’’ he affirmed as he came closer. “In my opinion, there is no truth, there is only perception, how the world sees it, in every story, there are two sides and neither of them is really the truth,’’ I almost whispered the last part. The teacher clapped and moved back smiling. “Exactly, there is no truth,’’ he reaffirmed with a smile. “ Right now, if I moved to a new place and collected children or a group of people to follow me, then

"A place where the people's credence believes there is but only one God who has such power over men that he can bend their hearts if he wills. A place where the women are worshipped as divine. As well as a place where a child's life is decided from the moment of their birth. Soldiers to the battlefields. Priests to the shrines. Abominations to the graves." "There is no other god but Truth," Sethlzaar said. The man laughed. "Funny how that is the only thing you picked from all I said..." He looked away, spoke to the shelter. "And believing that, and the idea that when one dies he crosses over to another life that has nothing to do with this one makes more sense?" Sethlzaar paused, surprised.

And Daniel without power is nothing in this world. Before, I could lift myself in the air with nothing but a thought. I’d float, spin, and slam down my enemies like they were paper. Now? I try again and again just to lift off the ground. I sweat, I shake, and sometimes, nothing happens at all. It’s embarrassing. Infuriating. And more than anything, it’s dangerous. I needed answers. Real answers. Not guesses or hopes. That’s why I called Truth. He’s one of the pillars of this world. A being older than time, some say. A man who speaks only what is real. And me? I had a deal with him. One I thought would keep me safe.

" You did right?, So how can you explain that? The confession? " " I wasn't Confessing anything! I wasn't myself and if I was I would never do something like that! I would never betray you Steva! You are like a twin Sister to be so I wouldn't do something as bad as that to you, please, believe me, Steva! " " Believe you? How did you expect me to believe you when there's a prove of your betrayal? " " But, Steva.... ! "

DISBELIEF. Inability to accept that something is true or real. Opening his eyes, Dylan couldn’t believe he was back to being admitted to the hospital for an incident he could have avoided. He feels a sharp pain come from his lower abdomen and curses under his breath as he could have avoided the knife if not for missing a step.

"I believe in you and you know it." "Then let me still have to make a friendship with Christian and I will never make you feel he is more valuable than you. I love you and I don't want you to get hurt, I promise I will keep our commitment as best I can. True Trust not you speak from words but you do it by deed. " A smile is now etched on Dollan's lips then the man stops his dinner and hugs the girl he loves so much. "I trust you and I apologize for controlling you too much from now on. I will be more open-minded and will no longer think selfishly. As you have said true belief is not from words but from deeds."

Zara nodded and aksed again, "Is the man call God or Jesus is in here?" The coachman chuckles, "Lady, Jesus and God are the same. Though there are many debates to this, this is where the Christians go for prayers." Eve think deeply about what he says and turn to him with a hopeful look, "Do their prayers come true? If I go in and pray to whatever God's insides, will they come true?" Coachman smiled and says, "Lady, you have to be a believer first before ask something from a God you barely knew. However, Christians believe that God loves everyone doesn't matter if they are a believer or not.

A fairytale which he didn't believe in. He was Shehryaar Haider Syed. Over the years, his beliefs got stronger and stronger. He was adamant about what he believed in. Every women which came into her life firmed his beliefs. He was sure what he believes in is nothing but truth. He took women as fucktoys and nothing else. He thought that not any woman exist in this world who could change his reviews about her kind. Until he met her. The fire met with a fire and none of them was able to extinguish themselves.

She places her hands across her chest as if she's about to act out a scene for Shakespeare. "A mate is a gift the goddess gives you. You'll know when you find the one because you become blessed with a vision of your future—a future where you experience true happiness. Finding your mate is like finding a part of you that you didn't know existed. It also means there's hope for our future once again." "Why is that?"

Shaking my head, I stated, "That's what's wrong with you church folks. You're trapped in a little box when there's so much religion and truth out there." "Quip, he asks, "Out where?" "What? In the world." "Oh, you're one of those." "Excuse me? What the hell does that mean?" "Heeey! No need to cuss. I just thought you believed like me." "Believe what? In God? I believe in God. I once had a church and even got baptized, but that wasn't the end of all truth for me." Palms lifted, he chuckled, "Why are you so defensive? I'm just trying to learn your beliefs."