Hypocrisy Stories

"Darkness doesn't always hide. Sometimes, it blinds." *** Emmanuella Orinomwen Ignenedion. Meticulous. Pristine. Disciplined. Clean. A wonderful assistant pastor to my father's mega-church. That is the script I feed to the world. To my parents, I am the perfect, submissive daughter. But that is only what they are permitted to see. They have never heard the screams silenced by the fire. Or the nightmares' golden promise of unyielding terror. For a long time, I preferred it that way. I buried my survival inside a tight-knit bubble of schedules. Out of sight, out of mind. But my clockwork existence shattered the moment Mary forced her way into my orbit. Unpredictable. Uninvited. An eye that saw what no one else had seen. And she made me see too. Darkness. Gross darkness that fueled my father's church. A rotting ledger of hidden cash, stolen lives, and an ancient malice hiding right beneath our pristine marble floors. With her, I realized: Words can be as thick as knives. Smiles as thin as paper. And blood can ripple as cold as deep water. Holiness or piety is not by mere words or appearance. Because I know, now better than anyone, that anything can be faked. As even the devil masquerades as an angel of light. I spent my life blind to the abyss in my own home. This is the story of how I stopped pretending. Note: mentions of some triggering content in this book

In a town famed for its unshakable honesty and moral pride, the citizens of Hadleyburg have long believed themselves beyond temptation. Their reputation for incorruptibility is carefully guarded, and each resident takes pride in the certainty that their virtue can never be questioned. But when a mysterious stranger arrives with a fortune and a seemingly simple test of integrity, the town's steadfast values are quietly challenged. What follows is not a sudden collapse but a slow unraveling. Desire and ambition awaken beneath the polished surface, and even the most respected townspeople begin to weigh honesty against opportunity. Pride and greed combine in subtle ways, revealing how easily moral certainty can crack when personal gain enters the equation. This Mark Twain story is a sharp reflection on human nature. It asks a timeless question: are we honest because we are principled, or simply because the right temptation has never been placed before us? Twain's narrative exposes the fragile line between virtue and self-interest, leaving readers to wonder what they themselves would do when tested. 📘 paperback: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GPJZFS58

" red colour look so beautiful on you, hyungnim, one day I will marry you and make you my bride " a 15 years old Kim Taehyung said. 20 years old Jeon Jungkook just laughed off at his words nodding his head. After 10 years " didn't I said I will make you my bride and look today you are wearing this red colour only for me " a 25 years old Taehyung said pouring a plate full of red colour over his head. Jungkook dressed in bridal red dress, covered in red colour staring at his newly wed husband with teary eyes. Just a tale of prostitute's son and nobel man. English is not my first language ignore the grammar mistakes Don't copy my work ©All rights reserved

Common sense

Walida is a bright twelve-year-old girl who lives peacefully with her parents, siblings, and relatives. When her mother travels away for work, two women are left to care for the family, the kind-hearted Aunty Halima and the cunning Aunty Nana. Life appears calm until a charming young medical student, Mustapha, enters their lives. What begins as a romantic relationship between Mustapha and Aunty Nana soon reveals a darker reality. Behind his polite smile and gentle words lies a man driven by selfish desires. As secrets grow, trust begins to crumble, hearts are broken, and a young girl's innocence is forever changed. Years later, the truth that everyone tried to ignore rises to the surface, forcing each person to face the consequences of their choices. In a story filled with love, and painful lessons, walida learns that not every smiling face carries a good heart.

Bishakaha fell in love with a stranger staying in her house as his father's guest. No matter how much she tries but he doesn't love her back or maybe he does.It doesn't matter whether her love is reciprocated or not but Amidst all of this questions are being raised on her family about life and religion. Who will win in this race of religion and hypocrisy. Who is in the right and who is in the wrong... Consider it as my own personal sequel to OH MY GOD!! my favourite film. Highest #86 in spiritual Highest #2 in Krishna Slow updates:)

The people gather together with their finest offerings, to praise the Great God Shakur. But the city is filled with truths they will never know.

Join the students of Weston Academy, Darlington Crest and Louis High as they overcome love, lies and pain while also trying to get through Highschool like normal teenagers. Disclaimer; Do not read if you are a victim of emotional distress.

Have you ever wondered what secrets are hidden behind closed doors? Young Theodore is confronted to the cruel world of politics after being considered too "mentally unstable" for a regular education. In a place where the only rule is "kill or be killed" Theodore must learn to survive among the snakes of his new academy while slowly uncovering the secrets of his mysterious past.

Sometimes we show people who we want to be and keep inside who we really are .... there are times when we lie and times when we tell the truth but as a matter of fact, half the things you know about others are lies. I had lies too but not like his.

Christian hypocrites - a breed of their own!

POETRY BOOK

Humans are an expression of different Animal types. Their temperament is a direct reflection of the animal trait in their hearts.... When we put a few of them together in a space what could spark?

I don't know if the tittle really suits the poem.But it is really about the hypocrisy of the world. Nobody is perfect then why does the society seek the illusion of perfection. Please give it a chance if you come across it.

They say Envy is the root of all evil... I couldn't agree more. I never wanted to be that kind of person. I never wanted to be one of his pawns. But That person carved that brand in me, made me do things I never imagined myself doing, that is... to be envious of others' good fortune and misfortune. I am the youngest... but not one of the Septuplets. I'm Envy and this is my story.

the story is about betrayed in friendship and in love between 2 girls and 1 boy

Does a life lived only by following remnants of the general concepts which were implemented in your early life manage to actually trick your inner self into believing you are at peace with all the lies, the treachery and the deceiving you're pointing out to others? Or does the REAL you need more, something true, something personal, in order to escape the mechanic gestures that dictate "life" alone, but not living?