Two Truths Novels & Stories

"In any war, truth is the first victim. Can you not see that? Could she not see it?" "Can you deny that Tina Davis was murdered because she was testing lies that reinforced the war struggle recovering than the facts would have done?" "I am saying," the Home Secretary said, "that the disparity between truth and lies is immaterial in time of war. True or false? Right or wrong? These questions are inconsequential now. It's all down to allegiance. Are you with us or against us? Surely you of can see that." "And anyone who isn't with you?" "-- is with the guerrillas and must be removed!" said the Home Secretary.

"You'll get sentenced for murder! Are you an idiot?" Over the last three months, George busied himself with hiring attorneys and making police reports. However, without solid evidence, his assumption remained an assumption. He spread the truth online, but Clifford's law firm accused him of libel and painted him as my lover. As a result, he was mocked and attacked by netizens. I thought George would give up after all he went through, but little did I know he would sacrifice everything to bring my murderers to justice. George looked in my direction as if he could see me. His eyes widened in shock, and he smiled at me as he attacked Clifford. He plunged the blade through my invisible body into

At first, I am still, and then when I realize what is going on I wrap my arms around her quickly. “I would love to go out again with you.” Third Person POV The Moon Goddess watches as the two have their date and their goodbye. She knows they are mending not only their relationship but their hearts as well. Word has spread around the kingdom that the prince is fixing his mistakes and making up with his mate. Word is also spreading about the upcoming trial. The Moon Goddess knows that the things that are going to be revealed in the trial are going to help the prince and his mate to understand what is happening. It will also shine a light on the fact that true mates are the only thing that make

‎ ‎And Arch didn’t push further. ‎ ‎They simply lay there, two broken people trapped in a lie they created, sharing the silence of the night—and the truth neither of them dared to speak. ‎ ‎

The Organization President sighed. "Then, let's start. As you have already known that there are two types of gates. A blue and red, blue gate is an entrance for us and a red gate is an entrance for the monsters. We all thought, no, you all thought that that is all there is to it, at least not until I came here that the knowledge about a third gate, the portal, came to you. Since there are people with us that doesn't know what happened in the past, I will tell you again." While Seolurrie was speaking Max was staring at her intensely that it was making Seolurrie feel a little bit uncomfortable, but she knows that she just need to ignore it and do her job since they can only rely to her knowled

Turned. Marc collapsed onto the couch—elbows on knees, head in hands, water still dripping from his hair onto the cushions. “They’re cutting me.” Damien knelt in front of him—hands on Marc’s thighs, steadying, grounding. “They won’t. Not if we fight.” “How?” Marc’s voice broke—cracked open, raw. “Everyone knows now. Photos. Audio. The chain. They’ve got everything.” Damien cupped his face—thumbs brushing wet cheeks, wiping rain and tears Marc hadn’t realized were there. “Then we stop hiding. Joint statement. Truth. We’ve been in love since college. Marriage was paper. No conflict—only love.”

Not forgetting my backpack l take out a formal attire and l hurriedly change into it removing my boots wearing heels as l charge at my target. Entering the building brought some kind of uneasy feeling that everything might not go the way as l planned. I take a seat at the reception seeing some of the participants cry as they leave the room. I take out my resume as l look at my false details everything was made up thanks to Hozumi's help. She had been lending me some help for the past three months. "Next is Shizuku Kenba" "I am here" "Come this way."

“I am asking because, you are very strange and am really confused. You know too much, you are acting obsessively. You live a double lifestyle. What if your other lifestyle is a lie? The one you act as Jake and as seamus. What if it’s a lie? What if your real name isn’t Jake De Walter?” I asked, staring into his eyes. Jake held my gaze without a wavering eye. He looked like he was doing a lot of thinking. He smiled, leaving the bed.

"Yeah, he said he had info on Tyler, so I tagged along. He did share a lot, and it cleared up quite a few things for me." Colt's response was sharp. "Why are you so sure he's telling the truth?" Zyra was taken aback, not expecting such aggression. "It just felt right, you know? Like a gut feeling." Colt snorted. "Let me take a wild guess. He spun you a tale about Tyler being in grave danger, not wanting to hold you back, so he made up some story?" Zyra froze. "How did you know?" "Isn't that the kind of thing you're hoping to hear?"

Too many defensive ornaments around the truth. I pushed a single sheet across the table to him, a routing log, only someone from the inside could easily explain. “Explain this entry then buddy.” His face blanched. Got him. “It wasn't… I d-didn’t m-mean…” He glanced to the others as if looking for salvation but there was none. I saw the fumble, sweat at the lips, a stutter that betrayed him. Because Mike never stutters. He babbles about pressure to pay a debt, threats about a contact who'd promise him to fix everything, something along those lines. The more he spoke the less coherent it became.