The Whole Truth Book Novels & Stories

Cassandra #1 and The Real Cassandra stared each other down, an unspoken battle happening between them. Then, finally, The Real Cassandra smirked, “Fine. I will tell you the truth.” She stepped closer, “It's actually a long story but basically, it all started with a member of the clan; our mother and her two younger brothers. My mother was a beauty from the clan and yeah, in case you were thinking about it, my mother married her older cousin.” I scrunched up my nose in disgust, “So, that's crazy as hell.”

"The way we went about all of it. The exposure, the testimony, the book." "Not for a single moment," he said immediately, without the pause that qualified hesitation. "Truth is never regretful. It is painful, sometimes. It is costly, sometimes. But it liberates in ways that nothing else can. You know that. You are sitting in the evidence of it right now."

The morning split three ways at once. That was the trouble with truth once it finally came out of hiding. It never walked into one room politely and waited to be understood. It moved through bodies, phones, roads, old grudges, bank records, chapel locks, and frightened men who had spent years being useful to the wrong person.

The parts that wanted only to connect. Julian kept one of the original letters in his drawer. The one with the coffee stain. He never said why. I never asked. At night, sometimes, I would read the manifesto out loud. Not all at once. Just a line or two, spoken into the quiet of our home. “Truth is not a blade. It is a hand.” “You owe no one your pain.” “Start again. That is your right.” Julian would listen, then nod, then return to his book or his sketch or his silence.

I heard my name being called and I looked back only to see Sera Winfrey the Best student in science class, she was in her lab clothes. It seemed like she was coming back from the laboratory when she saw us. " Hi. " I greeted when she Approached us. " Hm, sorry for calling out to you all of a sudden, I hope you aren't offended." " It's okay, I am not. " " Okay, I just wanted to ask you a question. " " Go on. " I replied. " Alright, I read a book online yesterday titled, Royal Alpha by Stelva@16, so I was wondering if you were the one that wrote the book. "

“What’s wrong babe” She eyes roamed the area and landed on the two guy standing behind them. “They are twin brothers and also my best friends, Ethan and Nathan”. Paul explained but Sarah was not interested. “Can I have a word with you privately”? She requested. He led her up the stairs into his bedroom and when they got in she wasted no time in throwing questions at him. “How much are you hiding from me Paul”? “What do you mean”? Her voice came out slowly, almost in a whisper but loud enough for Paul to hear. “I trusted you Paul. But you didn’t trust me enough to even show me where you live or to tell me shit about yourself”. Her voice trailed off at the end.

“I trusted you with my secret! I trusted you with all that I had, but what did I get in return? He flung the book across the room angrily and approached me. “Tell me that none of what’s written in this book is true. He held my wrist and pleaded. “Tell me that whatever was written here was made up! None of that is true, right?! This is all made up, right?! I felt pain shoot through my arm as his grip tightened. I wish I could tell him what he wanted. I wish I could tell him that everything scribbled in the note was a lie. “It’s…the truth, Ian! Everything written down there is the truth. Sorry that I didn’t tell you. It wasn’t my plan to hide anything from you!

Self-love he didn't practice. "What did you tell me?" Blackwheel asked. "I told you that truth only affects those who believes it should affect them." "That is easy to digest," Blackwheel commented. "Not really. Truth is not something that everyone grabs easily. Some people find it difficult to accept truth even when it sits directly in front of them and watches them as an owl would do in an odd hour of the day." Blackwheel's reaction was dubious even though he knew Alberto was correct. "Where did you get such concept from? In the Bible?"

" After listening to my words, Andre finally understood the reason behind my unusual behavior. It was because I knew the truth. I knew all of it. Andre stopped struggling. His eyes became vacant, and his body went limp as my guards dragged him away. I dusted my dress and turned around, ready to welcome my new life—one that was filled with happiness.

I added, "He's been feeling guilty over accepting your bribe, so he chose to tell the truth. He's already been removed from his position." Valerie suddenly smiled eerily. "It's all he deserves for being so easily swayed by money. It was almost as if he'd never seen it before! He could barely take his eyes off it when I took it from my pocket."