Novel & Cerita Truth Always Prevails

Built on truth and trust and the absolute certainty that love could outlast even the ugliest attacks. That was enough. More than enough. That was everything.

Chance and intent worked together. People like Thora imagine that truth is a shield. It wasn’t. Truth needed context and allies and, often, quieter deaths. Stories, however, were blunt instruments. You could throw a simple narrative into the world and watch it do the heavy lifting for you. People tidy complexity into a headline and call it understanding.

“But then, you’ve always had a penchant for the complicated, haven't you?” “I wouldn't say that,” I lied, my voice steady despite the hammering in my chest. “I just prefer the truth, no matter how complicated it is.” “The truth,” she repeated, the word sounding strange on her tongue. She smiled again, a beautiful, perfect smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. “Yes. The truth is a very precious thing, Molly. One must be careful how one handles it. It can be as fragile as glass, or as sharp as a blade.”

He tilted his head, looking at me with new respect. “Very well. I accept your terms. You ask. I answer. I will not lie. But be warned… the truth is often darker, sharper, harder to bear than the pretty lies I tell to protect you. Once you know it… you cannot un-know it. And it will change how you see everything. Including me.” “I can handle it,” I replied instantly, confidently. “I am a Hartwell, remember? We do not run from the truth.” “Good. Then let us begin.”

“You only think that because you haven’t heard of my reputation. After a day or two in Mystic Rune pack, you will know the truth. All I wanted was to shout and scream and scream, but I pushed myself to say, “The truth women tell other women is not the same truth they tell men.” His smile grew. “There can be only one truth. All else is falsity.” I managed to sputter out, “Exactly.” He smiled, but his hold on my face and arm tightened. A second later, I realized why when someone’s hands touched my burns, the anguish rendering the world brilliant white, just Tristan’s grip keeping me standing as I howled and screamed in pain.

I said, "There are two ways, ways of truth and lies which we always follow under some situations or when we are desperate or coerced. If you follow the path of lies, you won't face any difficulties in the beginning but you will become a regular liar, dishonest, contrived and at the end, you have to pay for every wrongdoing you did, because nothing is free in this world. On the other hand, if you accept the true way, you will face difficulties and hardships at the starting but in the end, all your efforts will be paid off with interest. Because the truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, Ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is. No matter how right your motive is, if you

She said and cried again. "Stop crying dear, the truth will be revealed. I trust you." Monica's father said. "Even if the world turns upside down I will still trust you. Stay strong darling. I promise to get you out of this. In life have hope even when it is hard to do. When there is life there is hope, I will continue praying for you. In God we trust, he won't disappoint us." Her mother consoled wiping off her own tears with the tip of her cloth. "Don't lose hope."

On the night before my wedding, the bridal party is too excited to sleep, so someone suggests a game of anonymous confessions. Everyone writes down one thing they want to say to me, the groom-to-be. I eagerly close my eyes, expecting heartfelt wishes and congratulations, but the first note stuns me. "You bastard. If you weren't forcing my sister to marry you, Lyle would be my brother-in-law!" Lyle Thomas is my best friend. Just three hours earlier, he called to apologize, saying a last-minute business trip had come up and he couldn't make it to the wedding. My hands tremble as I continue reading. "That watch she gave you as a wedding present is one Lyle turned down. He said it looked ch

Truth. Truth is like a weapon for the darkness for it brings out light and reveals everything the darkness had hidden away. As it was then so it will be. Christopher was ecstatic as he made his way down the paved pathway between the flowers. He'd never in his life kiss someone as breathtaking as Tiana and man was he going to brag about it. She really likes him? Wait he didn't know for sure now because he never said it first to get her response.

One by one, her crew began to echo her rallying cry, “Our truths! Our truths!” Gabriel, surrounded by a throng of attackers, called out his truth amid the clash of metal and the chaos enveloping them. “I lost my first pack!” he shouted, a primal ferocity accompanying the admission as he continued to fend off attackers. “But I found a stronger one!” His words struck chords deep within their souls, resonating with honesty as they surged forth against the adversary.