The Truths Novels & Stories

I believed my own father who had a hit on my girlfriend for no reason other than the fact that she isn't good for me . He claims that she is using me and she has never loved me the way I deserved to be loved. The truth has a way of coming out whether you want to believe it or not. Eventually the real truth will come out. People ask ,what is the truth ? Truth is the one thing that we have after all is said and done without truth. You'll be stuck in layer after layer of lies .The truth sets you free from those layers but ; the truth has to start with you being honest about the situation you are in , taking accountability , and also accepting what is regardless of its condition.

I ask but she just scoffs and shakes ahead. "It's not about how big it is. It's about how true it is, and deep down within you, you know I am fucking telling the truth." "You are tempting me, Flora." "To do what?" "To take care of you. Trust me, I am an expert in that, Lane, and I know what it takes to take care of you in so many different aspects that you don't even know yourself." I watch as she keeps her pretty, stunning blue eyes on me, her lashes fluttering and her lower lip stuck in between her teeth.

68 "If truths were as sweet as lies, humans will always tell it but lies are satisfiable to those who tell it. Lies are one sided. Truths are beneficiary to both sides yet they are painful." Helen said. "Is there a truth we don't know?" Delanie asked Helen. "There has always been a hidden truth between you, your sister, Denver, and Kyle. A truth that will shatter you all completely." Helen answered. "A truth we don't need to hear." Denver stated.

The truth was the truth! It would never change no matter how anyone tried to twist it! In front of absolute facts, rumors would die down of their own accord.

More like, interested in her blue eyes. “That’s a dangerous word.” “No one ever needs it.” She shrugged again. A certain imagination crossed my mind — my damn wet T-shirt clinging to her body, her nipples…. Murmurs from the class pulled me back. “Lies betray. They destroy trust. When the truth comes out, it always does…the damage is worse.” I said, continuing the argument. “That means the truth is owed,” she replied with a tick of her tongue. “Not all truth belongs to everyone.”

The Fragment pulsed. Then: "WHAT IS TRUTH?" The World Tree lowered its head. Then: "Answer." Silence. Then Thomas thought. Really thought. About everything. About Aurelius. About Arkan. About the First Ones. About the war. About Lily. Then: "The truth changes." The Fragment dimmed. Immediately. Wrong answer. Then: "No." Then Thomas tried again. Then: "The truth hurts." The Fragment remained silent. Still wrong. Then the roars came again. Much closer now.

Rebecca's face contorted with anger, and she asked, her voice shaking, "What? The Joneses are the top dogs in wealth? You've got to be pulling my leg, teaming up with them to fool me, right? How else could I be clueless about this?" They were beside themselves with worry.

The words remained in the void. THE THIRD TRUTH IS NOT A PLACE. Emma couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe properly. Couldn’t think beyond the echo of Ethan’s voice still burning inside her memory. “Look for the third truth.” Now it wasn’t just a phrase. It was a fracture in reality itself. The sea of forgotten realities trembled softly around her, no longer exploding with light, but unsettled—like a sleeping giant shifting in its sleep. The Unchosen remained frozen.

Everything he had done in the dark was now exposed to the light of day. "Victoria, I know I've wronged you these past three years. I shouldn't have lied to you, but you have to trust me when I say I've long fallen for you and I love you…" he started, but I cut him off. "You think I would still believe you?" I asked, my voice trembling with contempt. "To be loved by you—it's an insult!" The mechanic's wife handed over the video, an irrefutable piece of evidence. And the transfer records further confirmed the financial exchanges between Zach and Kayla.

“I mean look at him. He can’t take his eyes from her.” “Who can’t take his eyes off of who?” Truth pulled me on to his lap. His arms loose around my waist but still staking his claim anyway. He liked to do that. Stake his claim. And I really didn’t mind. Avery opened her mouth to say something and snapped it shut when I shot her a look. “No one.” Truths eyebrows pinched together. He hated lying and it was pretty obvious that Avery wasn’t telling him something. For a second I thought he was going to push the matter. Then he shrugged his shoulders, his arms tightening. “Keep your secrets then ladies.”