Witness Me Novels & Stories

She stared directly at Aria. "I remember you." Aria stepped backward. "Who are you?" "I remember your birth." Aria froze. "You were there?" "I remember your first breath." Seraphina moved closer. "What are you?" The woman looked at her. "I remember your first cry." Lucian stared. "She is the Witness." The woman smiled. "Yes." Aria asked: "What do you remember about me?" "Everything." "Then tell me." The Witness stepped closer. "You were born under the Seventh Moon."

The warmth was already gone. Caius left the door and came closer. “Then we are back to the second option. The living witness.” No one answered at once. The living witness meant the figure. The same person who had stood at the foundation, the burial ground, and the vault. The same person who had put the marker in Valen’s wrist and closed the door on us at Facility 9. Asking them to stand as witness meant giving them a place at the opening of the record. It meant letting them into the claim.

The calculating one I have come to understand means that he is debating how an idea in his head, though concluded, would realistically play out, and how much to show. "Yes," he says simply. "How?" I ask. He is quiet. Cole looks at the table. "How, Marcus?" "We make them believe the first drive has already been decoded," he says. "That we have everything. That there is a witness who can testify to both the murder and the contents of the data." I sit with that for a moment. "A witness who makes them panic enough to move." "A witness who makes them show themselves, yes." "And this witness," I say slowly. "Who exactly are you planning to use?"

Greta smiled, “And you claim you know the late Mrs Luthers?” “Yeah, she was a very good friend of mine.” “Can you tell us why you qualify to be a witness?!” He looked at me, “I actually didn't want to do this, but someone reminded me of the importance of family, of being close to the people you love, so here I am. I'm an important witness because I happened to be the one who saw Mrs Luther's sign her will two days before she died.”

Finding witnesses. This man…. I didn't know what he had planned. I didn't know if it would work. But I trusted him. With everything I had. I straightened my spine, lifted my chin, and met the hidden speaker's gaze. "I do have witnesses," I said, my voice stronger than I felt. "People who can verify everything Eric did to me." Eric's smug expression faltered. "What? That's impossible! There is-is no!" The female voice ignored him. "Bring forth your witness, child."

Control. --- The first witness, a key employee from the client’s team, took the stand. Evan’s team had clearly prepared for maximum disruption, aiming to provoke uncertainty or missteps. But I was ready. Every possible angle had been anticipated. When the witness faltered under a question, I leaned forward, voice steady and clear. “Your testimony suggests a deviation from contractual obligations. However, multiple verified documents indicate compliance. Can you clarify the discrepancy?” The witness blinked, caught off guard by the direct precision of my question. “I… I must have misunderstood…”

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Kylie had known something like this would happen but she hadn't expected it to be the second sight she came across immediately she arrived. Nevertheless, she remained still, ensuring not to express any emotions. She had noticed Judy's eyes searching around the hall, and almost immediately her gaze found her, a small smile spread across Judy's lips. Kylie watched as Judy rubbed her stomach gently and held Sienna's shoulder, leaning down and whispering something into her ear. She saw a smile appear on Sienna's face too before Sebastian grabbed a mic to address everyone Kylie stared down at the watch on her wrist. 25 more minutes and she was going to be out of here. All she needed was to see he

"First: you do not take followers by compulsion. Second: you do not rewrite human memory without consent. Third: you identify leash ink wherever you find it." The goddess considered. "And what do you offer?" Haley lifted the phone. "Audience without altar." The old goddess closed her eyes. For a moment she looked less like stone and more like someone who had been still for too long and was afraid motion would hurt. "I accept provisional witness status," she said. The Prime Analyst's fractured voice, patched through from the firewall trust, responded. OLD ENTITY PROVISIONALLY RECOGNIZED AS WITNESS, NOT OWNER. The nursery lights steadied.

“Angel, you know me. You know I would never” “Enough,” I snapped, cutting him off. The truth was out now, and there was no going back. Mike’s fear was written all over his face, plain for everyone to see. Jack stepped forward, his voice softer than I expected. “Do you have any proof of this, Morana?” “Yes,” I replied, reaching into my pocket. My fingers found the phone, and I pulled it out, unlocking the screen with a swipe. I handed it to Jack, meeting his gaze. “Here. It’s a video from the CCTV camera at your house. It’s from that day.”