Unscramble D O U B T Novels & Stories

"We're not equal. The circle doesn't make us equal. It just reminds us to treat each other as if our different perspectives have equal right to be heard. Not equal value necessarily. But equal right to voice. Does that make sense?" "Maybe," Certainty said. "I'm uncertain." Someone laughed. The tension broke slightly. But Certainty wasn't finished. "Why do we doubt everything?" Certainty asked. "If doubt is the teaching, if uncertainty is the wisdom, aren't you certain about that? Aren't you sure that doubt is valuable? Aren't you absolutely convinced that uncertainty is necessary? How is that different from any other certainty?" "We talked about this," Harmony said, slight edge of frustratio

There might even be some on his crotch. But wait, there was a tattoo on Law's left chest. Ivo looked at the tattoo several times and realized that it was his name. It said ABIAVO SPENCER VIO, written in capital letters. Why did Ivo only notice this now? In addition, the heart at the end of his name made Ivo really happy.

” I turn to Kenny. “He’s dumb, weak, and color blind.” I whisper to her. “U still think he’s cute?”. Before she can comment I turn back to the hunter and he’s shaking his head with a grin. “I can hear you.” “Good.”I stare him down. He looks over my shoulder at Kenny and bows to the waist. I couldn’t roll my eyes harder. “Damien.” Goosebumps spread to my neck and arms at the sound of his name. I moved to the side to do something other than let that feeling run through me. Kenny stood and nodded once.

Went through the trouble of having to convince the council that a human is their mate? And the more suspicious I got, the more uneasy I felt. Something is missing in the puzzle and I have no idea what it is. Diana was not getting much better, although I could notice some slight changes in her speech, her expression. Just yesterday, she chose to wear a black dress. Which might sound normal to anyone else who doesn't know that black was her favourite colour because according to her "It represents her soul" but since she got sick she's been wearing yellow and pink.

Something dangerous. Something that could destroy them all.

he stuttered in shock, feeling like he was facing an unstoppable force pushing him against his will. “Why? What’s wrong?” she innocently asked. “What do you mean what’s wrong?! Did you ever consider thinking about how you answer?” he confusedly asked. “I do, but what’s wrong going together? You have no umbrella, right? It would also be a bad thing if you waited here until the rain let up and we have no assurance that the rain will stop yet right now." she explained. "Where will you be heading after this rain anyway?”

𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 '𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜,' 𝕓𝕪 ℕ𝕠 𝔻𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥.

Daniel I rise abruptly, my hands trembling as I try to regain control. The atmosphere in Aurélie’s apartment is heavy, almost unreal. She has placed her words like stones in a calm stream, disrupting everything I thought I knew. Doubt grows within me, instilling an uncertainty I haven’t felt in a long time. But deep down, I know that it’s not just the truth I’m trying to uncover. No, I’m also on a far more personal, more intimate quest.

I took a quick look at the poster of myself on the wall. Just because I rocked a short, androgynous haircut and a sharp suit without a hint of bling, they pegged me as a man. I was about to set the record straight when the old principal, Henry Douglas, shaky as a leaf, snatched the mic from me. "Outrageous! Avery would never do this…" "Mr. Douglas!" Someone from the crowd cut him off, dripping with disdain. "We get it, you're thankful for the donations to the school, but you can't just turn a blind eye to the truth for cash, right? This is about integrity!"