True Believer Sparks Novels & Stories

"Even if we don't feel the spark anymore?" He nodded again, as if he was so certain. "Even when the spark is gone." I smiled to myself. I just couldn't put my emotions into words. All I knew was this thing was real. This was something I could hold on. And deep inside I was hoping this thing would last. I just learned how to love faithfully again. That kind of love that was certain and secured. That kind of love that was real. "Shall we go home now?" He asked.

That protective charm was a gift from Hanson. He never used to believe in any of that. Spirits, blessings, luck. He thought it was all nonsense. But when I was 18, I got sick. In just three days, the hospital told my family eight times that I might not make it. Every doctor they brought in shook their heads. No one knew what to do. Someone told Hanson about a cathedral up in the mountains, saying it was known for miracles. He went overnight and stayed there on his knees, praying for a full day and night.

I activate my truth power, keeping my back to the rest of the crowd. “So, may I have your name now?” I ask, knowing he is going to be compelled to answer truthfully. “Aspen, witch.” He replies, his eyes still absolutely furious. “Alright, Aspen. Why are you here?” “Because Stephan sent me to kill you and your boytoy.” I tut my tongue, rolling my eyes at his answer. Of course Stepan would send someone else to do his dirty work. “And Stephan is?” I ask, mixing my voice between innocent, annoyed and curious.

I left before he even realized—after bitch-slapping the hell out of him first, of course. Minutes after applying, I got a reply. Immediate response? Okay, universe, I see you. I answered at the speed of light. Of course I was free at 9 a.m. What else would I be doing? Finding another man who pretends to be perfect until he reveals he can’t locate my hotspot to save his life? Hard pass.

Others may understand her far too well. This story explores complicated emotions, forbidden desires, family fractures, power imbalances, and the desperate human need to be seen. It is about the cost of silence and the courage required to reclaim your life after years of shrinking yourself for the comfort of others. At its heart, Beautifully Unfaithful asks a simple question: What happens when the person who vowed to love you stops seeing you? And what happens when someone considered to be off-limit finally does? Thank you for trusting me with Laurel's story.

"I want to spend it with just the two of us, of course!" Maya looked at me with such an expectant look that I wondered if something had gone wrong with the truth serum. After all, in the three years we had been married, I had never doubted her love. I studied her eyes, then tested her by resting my hand on her in a way she could not mistake for anything else. Maya did not pull away. Then I turned, opened the nightstand drawer, and took out the unopened box of condoms from inside.

His eyes raked over the room, taking in every aspect of it before they came to rest on her. His eyes were the colour of cold steel and rosa shivered involuntarily, this was the type of man that you didn't mess with. If he asked her anything she would immediately be compelled to answer truthfully. Fear did wonders for getting the truth out of people.

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.