The True Believer Novels & Stories

I answered him while focusing on driving. “Certainly! You and Leona are getting married soon. She is going to be your wife. Does it never sink in your brain?” I told Rupert the wedding will still happen and that I will set her free after. He was perplexed and went speechless. “Take that back! You are not divorcing her! Did it ever cross your mind that she could be the answer to your prayer? The one who will accept you for who you are?” I scowled. There is no such thing as true love anymore. It doesn’t exist and I stop believing it a long time ago. Leona deserve someone better than a beast.

Is it Lynd an easily manipulated like this, thought. In Lynd's dictionary of life believes, a person has one real face of their own. While Andy believes that a person can have many pairs of faces gained from life experiences and lessons. As well as he presently was, putting up a thousand pairs of faces so that Lynd could not find where are the real one. “When meet again, isn't aunt Helen just found out about Mom and Dad's separation? You mean she has long known about my family situation? Then why Aunt behave like that? Why is she pretending?”

"I mean, no offend, okay? It's just an opinion," "Sure, sure, what is it?" She agreed as she nodded every after of the word sure. "What if the four marks are the good ones and the government is the bad one?" He asked maintaining eye contact with her. "Ohh..." She got speechless. "That's... out of the box," She added. "By the way, in any chance, did you witness the appearance of the Sacred Book of Truths? I am curious!" He acted like an innocent curious boy. "Yeah, sure! We can go there right now!"

If you're going to be coward then just get lost, I said But one more thing, I strongly believe in truth. Truth is the most powerful thing in this world. No one can hide it for long. If you're ready to take this chance then come to office at 9... Otherwise get lost, I said and left the house. But deep inside I prayed all God to give him some knowledge. Next morning

Riviera conjures up a bag of dog treats, then throws it at Justin, along with a tennis ball. "Enjoy." Riviera winks at him. "Wow, that is so awesome." Sash claps. "Yes, and tomorrow we are going to come back to this gym and I'll get you to use your conjuring, or I'm not the True Alpha." The place falls silent. "The what now?" Sabastian cocks his head to the side. "I am the true Alpha, Alpha." Riviera nods. "That's you?" Sabastian and Justin said at the same time.

“That’s why I told you to believe in the God of my pastor, Pastor Timothy. You lacked faith, but now, you see His power.” “Please, don’t be sad. You know there are so many fake pastors out there. Most of them just use their position to make money.” “Not Pastor Timothy.” I moved excitedly in his loose embrace. “From the moment I heard his first sermon, I knew he was a true man of God. He told me I would get pregnant right after the fasting and prayer, and look, here we are! This baby isn’t just any child. It’s special, a gift from God. Do you remember Zachariah and his wife, Elizabeth, from the Bible?”

, she said, with sorrow in her voice. “There’s nothing to understand , I was there, remember?” He said. “No, you don’t, because, your father and I weren’t true beloved ones”, she said. “We were chosen ones because we never met our true beloved, and the reason was that they were dead”, her voice trembled. Draven felt like a spear hit straight to his heart.

“It was a moment of truth.” ‎ ‎Her heart stumbled. ‎ ‎“But truth doesn’t mean it’s right,” he said, voice shaking. ‎ ‎She felt something inside her crumble. ‎ ‎He took a small step toward her — slow, hesitant — like approaching something fragile. ‎ ‎“Rox… look at me.” ‎ ‎She did. ‎ ‎His voice dropped to a whisper. “If I kiss you again, I won’t be able to stop.” ‎ ‎Her breath caught. ‎ ‎“And if I don’t stop…” he whispered, eyes dark with longing and fear, “…I’ll lose you. Or I’ll lose myself. Or both.”

I chuckled, "Tristan has a full army, do you possibly think that you and I can handle such a crowd?" "Yes," he said, "if we believe it". "Believe what?" He smiled and pointed to his head, "all it takes to convince it that you're stronger than you look i s by believing it". "I believe I'll die". He laughed heartily, "I believe we'll succeed".

He said. His tone was so certain, like he believed in me… more than I believed in myself. I looked at him properly then. He looked exactly the same as he always did, but today, there was something else there to him. Something quieter. Something grounded. “They don’t need to,” I said. “They just need enough people to believe it.” Nathaniel’s gaze didn’t waver. “That’s the problem with narratives,” he said. “They don’t need to be true. They just need to be convincing.”