This Is What The Truth Feels Like Novels & Stories

A test of truth. Sariah let herself breathe, though she wasn’t sure if she was still breathing. The sensation of her body had grown distant, abstract. She tried to speak, and when no voice came, she thought instead. What are you? The presence responded not with words but with a feeling that dropped into her chest like a heavy stone in still water. The first witness. That understanding did not echo. It settled. There were no layers to it, no riddles. Just a raw, singular truth.

“God, I hate this.” “What?” “This feeling.” “Which one?” She looked up. “The one where I’m not in control.” His silence wasn’t judgment. It was listening. Real listening. And then, softly— “You don’t have to be right now.” She didn’t move. Neither did he. The air between them thickened—not with lust, but with truth. The kind of truth that only rises from ashes. From what’s left after you burn everything else down. She took a step forward.

But I don't even know if the truth is the real truth, But then what if it's true, he's going to hate me and that's the last thing I want right now, Am I selfish right now?

He just don't want to admit at that he messed up on this. "Trust this only thing left after you removed all the impossible. Then this thing must be the final product of what you've processed. Do not think for the other possibility.for the truth must be accepted, even if it breaks your emotions down," the chairman said. "That's my advice for you, dear future detectives." He was already giving advice. I must say he have hit some parts in my emotions. The truth was sweet for some, but sometimes it tastes bitter for someone who have suffered.

The first thing I felt was the throbbing in my skull, it was dull and insistent. It was like a reminder of every bad decision that had led me here. The second was the dryness in my throat, it was like I'd swallowed sand. But it wasn't the pounding headache or the sterile scent of disinfectant that caught me off guard. It was her. Deborah.

And now he had to live inside it. And that, after everything, after all of it, felt not like victory and not like grief but like something far simpler and far harder than either. The truth. Finally, just the truth. Sitting in the room between us where it had always belonged.

feeling embarrassed as my cheek turn red but also a slight pain " Why are you looking at my guy like that"the voice of Brenda startled her and that Moment I felt a really sharp pain in my heart, he already has a girlfriend, he did not wait for his mate "am not staring, am just waiting for my brother here" that was the only lie that came to my mind, moreover I don't want to look like a weak lady in front of them, without waiting for her reply I immediately ran out of the gym room Jasper POV

His body convulsed, and he began to scream, a guttural, primal sound that echoed in the silence. I stepped back, watching with detached amusement as his sanity unraveled, “Ah, there it is.” I murmured, “The truth beneath the lies. Ugly, isn’t it?” Xyro clawed at his skin, his screams turning incoherent, “P… please! Make it stop!” “Where is it?” I asked, a little more loudly this time. “I sold it! I sold it!” He screamed, clawing at his throat. A slow, satisfied smile spread across my face as Xyro’s confession spilled out, raw and unfiltered. His nails scraped at his throat, leaving angry red streaks, his body writhing like a snake on hot coals.

I looked away, covering my face with my hands. “It’s nothing, I am just feeling a little bit sick.” “No, you are not...” she giggled,“... you are having a heat fever. It occurs when you are sexually excited and feel like having sex...” “That’s not what it is, I am just tired.” Oh God! I felt ashamed of myself right now. She poked my arm with a finger.“Tell me, Rachi. Is he packing a very useful, delicious tool? Is he big, heavy and juicy?” Her voice sounded like a tease.

" I felt sick to my stomach, my best friend and my brother, together. I couldn't wrap my mind around it. I felt betrayed and hurt, I wanted to cry but that would only make Hailee happier. "I'm going to tell everyone about the slut you really are," I choked on my words. "No one's going to believe you! Besides, I made you, I could take away the little power you have in that school. Don't test me," She growled. I looked down at the floor, she was right. No one would believe me, Hailee was popular and I was just her little project, she didn't care about me, she just used me. I felt my blood boil, all these feelings were bottled inside and I finally had enough. I used all my force and slapped her