A Beautiful Lie Drama Novels & Stories

Karl's hand found my wrist, steadying, grounding, but I could feel the tension radiating off him now, sharp and electric. "Enough," Karl said. "Whoever you think is pulling strings, you're going to give me a name right now, or I promise you the next four minutes of your life are going to be significantly worse than the last three years you spent lying to my face." Dorian's hand finished its slow journey into his jacket, and for one horrifying second I thought he was reaching for a weapon. Instead he withdrew a folded photograph, worn soft at the edges from handling, and held it out toward us with steady, almost reverent fingers.

Although the steaming hot coffee in a ceramic mug tells me he is here somewhere, so I walk back to the lounge and sit back comfortably on the L-shape sofa. The glass door opened, and the voices of two people emerging from the office made me crane my neck. At first look, I thought I saw Natalie Portman wearing a classic blue and white striped sleeveless and slim fit dress, with an elegant matching stilleto. She flips her wavy brown hair as she faces the man who follows her. My mouth half opens as I see Blake following her. He was looking majestic in his business suit. I almost did not recognize him. “Come here, handsome guy, let me strangle you,” she says, laughing sweetly as she places her h

She sighed and he nodded understandingly. .... Diana smirked as she stared at a footage on her phone. She had sent someone to spy on the couples so she'd know their most vulnerable moment and this was the perfect moment to strike. But she couldn't do it alone. What if things take a wrong turn? She has to make someone else take the fall. That's it! Robert Alaric! She'd blackmail him into doing what she wants. .... Beauty took the next available flight to California. She didn't tell anyone her destination not even Mason but she was sure he kept tabs on her. His men never left her shadow. She's never seen them but she always felt she was being watched.

“I knew you’d look good in a suit.” I hadn’t realized she was down here, still thinking she was upstairs. She’d finished dressing before me and sat on the couch with her legs curled beneath her. She stood and made her way to me. Her dress should’ve been considered simple, but nothing about her was simple. Black, it stopped just below her knees, the sleeves reaching her elbows. The collar was oval-shaped, stretching out across her shoulders. She wore a silver necklace with a small diamond pendant, and teardrop-shaped diamond earrings adorned her ears. Her hair was curled in loose waves, the ends barely brushing her shoulders. “You don’t look too bad yourself, fucking beautiful.” “Thank you. Y

“Will you tell me what happened now?” “Hun?!” Avery looked up in shock. She feigned a smile, lying, “I slipped on the floor and hit my head on the bed,” Layla fixed her eyes on Avery, and noticing the look, Avery knew Layla didn’t believe her. “Believe me, Layla, that’s what happened. I am not lying.” “Did I accuse you of lying?” Layla said calmly. She took Avery’s hand and caged it warmly in her hand. “Talk to me, Avery. Tell me the truth.”

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

Thus, they all saw her claims as exaggerated. When she saw these comments, Eliza started anxiously arguing, "I'm not lying! This shopping mall really is mine! It was a gift from my boyfriend!" I turned around and saw Leo staring at his phone with a darkened expression. Soon, I saw his account enter Eliza's livestream. "I can confirm that this shopping mall is indeed under her name." In an instant, a barrage of comments flooded the screen. "Oh my God, it's Alpha Leo!" "It must be true if he's vouching for it."

Slowly but smoothly, the car pulled into the driveway and parked at a spot which was meant for vehicles which belonged to visitors. The car engine turned off and Maren took a deep breath, trying to contain the massive amount of anxiety she was feeling right now. What if he really was lying? What if they'd never met, and that was just a forged copy of the locket? But why would he lie? Just to get her? Or was he some undercover agent trying to ruin her? More importantly, who exactly was the man in particular? All these questions ran through her mind as she stepped out of the vehicle and headed with calculated steps towards the massive and elegantly designed building.

“Sure. Just a billionaire’s daughter, her ridiculously handsome driver, and a black card that can melt wallets. Sounds like a romcom to me.” He shot her a glance. The corner of his lips almost curved, but he bit it back. She’s trouble, Liam told himself. Wrapped in gloss and glitter… and I’m already too close. Inside the boutique, Ariana flitted from one designer rack to another, trying on dresses like she was prepping for a movie premiere. She was in her element—bossy, dramatic, irresistible. “Stay there,” she told Liam, pointing at a velvet couch. “I’ll show you what heartbreak looks like.”

I asked, he's at the bar drinking his sorrows away. "It will take time, he's grieving for now." I nod my head, when Perseus loves he loves with his whole heart. I'm just not sure if he'll ever get over Leanna's death. She was the love of his life, I've never seen him happier. They were talking of marriage and children, that's how serious they were. When he got the news of her death, he went on a rampage. Destroying anything in his path, only mamá managed to calm him down. Leanna was the sister of the mafia boss. Cian O'Brien, leader to the Irish mafia. Their name dates back centuries to Irish nobility. She died suddenly in an accident almost a year ago. "Come dance with me." Layla drags me t