Too Good To Be True Book Novels & Stories

This book, from the absolute depth of my heart, is written as a guide and a consolation to everyone out there. To both men and women: you all are too good and too deserving to ever be with a toxic partner. Both genders have good and bad people, and my sincere prayer is that all the good people out there meet their match, while the bad people equally meet their kind. I truly hope that this book helps every single reader realize that there is always better out there. When a workspace or a job is treating you badly, look outside, and I promise you there will be better out there for you. The same thing applies to your partner.

The market responded instantly: confidence soared. Interview Three: The Human-Interest Segment. This was my primary focus. The reporter wanted to know how I felt the author who wrote about the truth, now living a corporate thriller. "The greatest mistake Sebastian made was believing the lie could sustain itself," I told the camera, my voice clear and unwavering. "My book, The Debt, is about the cost of living a lie. The only way to move forward is to face the shame, pay the price, and choose the truth every single day. That is the philosophy Benjamin and I bring to Sterling. We are choosing transparency."

“You don’t have to be everywhere. Or surround yourself with just anyone.” Silence. It took exactly one second for the words to sink in. And something hot twisted in my chest. “You can’t be serious.” “I am,” he relaxed into his seat, and I could tell he was done talking. And I just sat there, watching him pull a book from the drawer. Because he really didn’t just say those words to me. Everywhere? Surround myself with just anyone? What? My chair scraped loudly against the floor as I stood. “This is sick.”

"You're welcome to buy some flowers. Other than that, get out. I don't want you interfering with business." Lance stared at me in disbelief. "I don't understand! You've always been able to forgive me! So why not this time?!" God. When would he finally learn that the world had never revolved around him? I had always had a choice. I was simply choosing to use it. I pointed at the door again. Tears rolled down his cheeks. "She lied to me, Brianna! She conned me! She wasn't a good person at all! She sold our company's trade secrets to our competitors. By the time I found out, it was already too late!"

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

No one ever treated me well, spitting on me and so treating me like I was some dirt under their shoe. That was until John died. His death was the best and worst day of my life. Best knowing I wouldn't have to suffer anymore and worst thinking that I'd be put in a house that has people worse than him. But I was proven wrong. Being told that I had a father and that he wanted to take me in, it was nerve-wracking and shocking at the same time. I was happy, too happy, but then I thought, what if he was worse? Was it all an act? Would it be an act? Those questions were soon answered when he and the others showed that they truly cared.

… The next morning, Chloe acted like nothing had happened, casually handling one of her other cameras. I tested her. "The camera I sold–did you clear the memory card?" "Of course," she replied. "You always check before selling something." The answer sounded fine. However, her eyes were blinking too quickly. She was lying. I did not expose her. By nine-thirty that night, she was getting restless. "Jake, aren't you going out to work?" I sneered inwardly. "Of course. Big night–I can't miss it." I left the house and rode straight to Triumph Hotel.

No traces left behind. He opened his laptop, the screen flickering to life with a soft hum. Pulled up Westbridge United’s fixture list on the club’s official site—league opener in five days, home game against a mid-table rival known for scrappy defense. He booked another week at the hotel through an anonymous travel app, paying with a prepaid card he’d picked up at the airport. No paper trail. No one back in Ostin City knew he was here. Elena thought he was at a scouting seminar in the capital. The board thought he was hunkered down reviewing tactics and transfer targets. Lies stacked like fragile cards in a house; one wrong move, and they’d all come tumbling down. But for now, they held.

“You’ll both be on camera. Full statement. No filters. The entire pack council is watching.” I sat beside Kael, his hand on my thigh the whole time. The bond thrummed, steady and strong. I looked straight into the camera when Blackwood pressed record. “My name is Alisa Moretti,” I said, voice clear and steady. “Five years ago I was sold into a marriage that was never real. My husband used me as a cover for his true self. He cheated on me publicly, emotionally abandoned me, and treated me like property. My own mother chose family reputation over my happiness. Yesterday, with my fated mate—my husband—by my side, I stood up to the pack that tried to silence me. Today I stand for every omega who

" 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.