100 Novel(s) Related To Another Word For Liar

After hearing my word he looks dismayed and said "Lily, please. What has gotten into you?! Is it brainwash? huh?! Or did they tell you something? Liliane, everything they said is a lie. Don't believe in the- " I cut his word with anger plastered on my face as I glared at him and speak with cold and sharp words as if I'm is made of ice. " Shut up! Whatever they say, lie or not, it doesn't matter anymore. The fact that you all betray my trust and deceive me is true. It's there and it's real. So save your words and take me on Lucas. Or are you turning into a coward because you're cornered and there is no hope of backup? HAHAHA, you look pathetic right now Luc."

He drawls, going by my first name which is shiver worthy. "Lying is for wimps. Cowards. People who can't own up to the choices they've made or are about to. People who feel they need to earn others' validation. People who think others should have a say in the things they do. Weak people. I'm none of those, so I do not tell lies, Layla. I'm a man of many things, just not a liar." The aura switches so fast that I might faint. Every comeback is in my throat, but I don't speak. His head is so close.

“Maybe I’m just that boring.” His jaw tics. He leans closer, enough that I catch the faint burn of cologne and smoke clinging to his jacket. “Boring isn’t the word I’d use.” I meet his gaze, forcing a smirk. “Then what word would you use?” He doesn’t hesitate. “Liar.” The word slices straight through me. I grip the apple tighter, skin splitting under my fingers. “That’s a pretty strong accusation.” “Not an accusation.” His voice is steady, deadly calm. “A fact.”

"She's... a liar." Liviana scoffed. "What?" "Yeah, she's-" he shrugged, searching for the word. "Crazy, bitter, jealous." He listed, listening to her conflicted sigh. "She's awful, Liv!" "Blaze..." "You know you can't trust her," he continued with another step in her direction. "You know that she's wrong. That she's just looking for a reaction." "So what?" Livi scoffed, louder this time. "That might make her a bitch, but that doesn't make her a liar."

Especially after she told him the truth about her last relationship. “Someone who is dishonest and cannot introduce you to his family?” Charles continued. The building’s silhouette covered half his face, making him look devilish. “Leila, I’m many things but a liar. You know what liars do, right? They lie and tell more lies. Do you want to live another life of lies?”

He was my stinky, disgusting, rotting fish who also happened to be sinfully handsome and had a huge, delightful cock. Now my mind was imagining actual fish with actual dicks, and my gorge rose. Penises and fish just did not mix. Liam’s face creased. “You okay?” I was going to—I didn’t know. Puke, cry, laugh. Could you do all three at once? Was there a word for that? Under the dictionary, there should be a word for what I’d done last night. Synonyms would include: idiot, moron, and imbecile. Antonyms would include: Mari Wright up until she got drunk last night and married a stranger.

Liam simply looks agape at my words, “ Who told you these words?” Liam questions his countenance beginning to change, I pulled myself out of his hold, walked away from him back to the bed, “ Nobody said anything to me, I just thought so,” I lied to him, with my back turned away. Liam walks up to me again, this time he looked and sounded pissed, “Did you hear anything?” he asked, I pursed my lips in a thin line without uttering a word back to him, “You did didn't you?”

He was my stinky, disgusting, rotting fish who also happened to be sinfully handsome and had a huge, delightful cock. Now my mind was imagining actual fish with actual dicks, and my gorge rose. Penises and fish just did not mix. Liam’s face creased. “You okay?” I was going to—I didn’t know. Puke, cry, laugh. Could you do all three at once? Was there a word for that? Under the dictionary, there should be a word for what I’d done last night. Synonyms would include: idiot, moron, and imbecile. Antonyms would include: Mari Wright up until she got drunk last night and married a stranger.

"I haven't touched you. Don't you think it's exaggerated to use that word?" "Well, nobody knows that," I muttered. "Everyone's going to think I am sleeping with you because you got money and fame and ...," "Does it really matters what those stupid people out there say?" Liam demanded. "They say a lot of shit about me because I had a long history of relationships. Womanizer, casanova, heartbreaker etc etc. Not that it's entirely wrong but they had just twisted it like I enjoyed breaking a girl's heart. But I don't give a shit. And now all that matters is what you think of me,"

I just remembered. I have a trivia, did you know that chicheria was actually from spanish word that means, a store that sells chica. Chika, chismis, Jargons for spreading stories. Like simple way to interact, in these times, people who does this decides what to share. Either something they have interest in or some update with something that does something to or for a specific person. For a moment, I thought I became a trivia blogger. I remembered, as a journalist chismis is also part of my job. It's just that it's hidden in all formal facade to share the information that the people want to hear from me or from other journalists like me.

Arah never uses profanity, she is too prim and proper for that. "Sometimes, you could be an asshole, Luther Steel" despite Luther's warning, she speaks it. But unlike what the word was supposed to mean, she made it sound like a diagnosis instead of an insult. "That's my girl" Lia gaily exclaims with clasped hands, satisfied with Arah. While Luther gape in pure surprise. "I will teach you more" Lia announces like a pledge, making the two men groan. ****tbc****

I shook it off, "It’s just… sometimes, wolves sense things around humans, unfamiliar smells... chemicals, sometimes they are triggered by adrenaline or instinct, it’s a thing.” “You’re lying.” My head snapped up. He wasn’t accusing me, he was just… calmly, awkwardly calling me out. “You are a bad liar,” he added, lips twitching, “like, really bad, your eyes do this thing where they look everywhere but the person, and your voice goes up too high.” “I do not squeak.” “You do, you just did.” Despite myself, I snorted. He grinned.

I came up beside her, nudging her with my hip. “Hey, you okay?” Lia looked at me, sighing. “Yes.” “No.” She blinked. “Excuse me?” “You said you're okay, but you're not. I don’t know why you're lying to me. Did you think I’m too stupid to notice?” “Rain, I never called you stupid.” I huffed. “You guys sometimes act like I’m stupid, but give me some credit! It might take me a while to realize some things, but once I do, I won’t let it go. Like with this magic thing.”

He was so confused and was at a loss for words. “Go on, then. We have heard it from the horse’s mouth. I need to hear it from yours, Rick,” I said, looking up at him. I was definitely enjoying the look on his face. “Babe, I mean… I don’t know what she’s talking about. She’s definitely lying,” Rick said, fumbling with his words. I knew he did that whenever he was lying or trying to cover up a lie. I chuckled. “You take me for a fool. She has said everything I need to know about the both of you. And I will shock you to know that this is not the first day she told me. Rick, you are so wicked,” I said, while he looked down at the floor in shame.

This jerk. His smile widened at the sight of her. “You never failed to amuse me, woman. A beautiful liar, that's what you are,” “Why do you keep telling me that I’m lying?” "You just told me you wanted to take everything slowly, didn't you? Yet, here you are stripping right before me. Can't you get any more inconsistent?”

Lea's eyes widened in genuine confusion. "Deceiving you?" "Yes." "I don't understand what you are talking about, Luna." A soft laugh escaped my lips. "Of course you don't,” I slowly stood and began pacing around the office. "That's the funny thing about liars. They pretend not to understand the very questions they already know the answers to." "Luna, I swear I don't know what you're talking about." "Swear?" I stopped walking and looked at her. "Be careful with that word. Because if you're lying while swearing, the consequences will be much worse," a faint smile curved up my lips.

“You’re lying, I have several punishments rolled up my sleeves for liars. Leila, I don’t fancy liars. “You’re so full of yourself.” I replied, rolling my eyes. “Mhmmm…. not fully erect as I want to be.” “Uhmm. What?” I asked. He smirked slightly. “Nothing.” he replied. Which made me more suspicious of what I heard, or were my ears hearing the wrong thing? “What do you mean? Say it again.” “I said nothing, what else do you want to hear? How I jerk myself off to your name?” “You are impossible!” I exclaimed.

“Not just some random accusation.” My irritation deepened immediately. “Do not tell me you are entertaining this nonsense.” Darien shrugged lightly. “I am entertaining possibilities.” Liora nodded rapidly. “Yes exactly.” I burst into laughter suddenly. Cold laughter. Disbelieving laughter. Liora stared at me in confusion. “You really think this pathetic story will save you?” I asked harshly. Her face paled instantly. “I am not lying.” “You expect me to believe Nia stabbed herself just to frame you?”

Angeline exclaimed, "I’ve never done anything shameful!" Jay said, "Liar!" Angeline: "..." "It's just a white lie," she muttered, trying to excuse herself.

Dеspitе hеr confidеnt facadе, hеr еyеs bеtrayеd thе truth, rеvеaling that shе was indееd lying. "You arе lying," I whispеrеd with a smilе, knowing full wеll that Mary's words wеrе far from gеnuinе. Howеvеr, Mary stood hеr ground, insisting, "Thеrе is nothing to gain if I'm lying." I couldn't hеlp but chucklе at hеr fееblе attеmpt to dеcеivе us. "Havе you forgottеn I'm a psychologist? Your lips bеtray your liеs," I countеrеd, my smilе widеning.