Ali's Pretty Little Lies Novels & Stories

Riley answered embarrassed. “I’ve got a lot to learn.” I stated watching Aaliyah take a bite of her pretzel. “You and me both.” Riley said reaching for a pretzel. “Oh, you wanted one?” Aaliyah asked holding the bag to her chest. “Stingy much.” Riley stated walking to the stand. “How did it feel?” I asked Aaliyah as she took another bite. “Freeing.” She stated in between bites. “Ok now that stingy greedy pants has her PRETZELS.” Riley stated loudly. “Let’s get to the shoes.”

"He asked me if there's anything going on between Mr. Decarlo and me," "So?" Widening her eyes, Maddie took few steps towards the girl after having placed the carton and her mug of coffee, sloppily on the kitchen counter. "Did you shamelessly lie through your perfect teeth?" "No," Aeliana rolled her eyes. "I told him that there's nothing of the sort," "So you DID lie!?" Maddie said as she placed her hands on her hips. "What do you mean?" Aeliana crossed her arms before her chest and looked away bitterly. "I was being completely honest,"

she said, raising an eyebrow as if she didn’t really understand. "You’re just talking a bunch of crap," Liam said as he walked out the door. "Think what you think, you’re an asshole!" Alison yelled at him. She sighed and turned to me looking at her very frowning "What?" she asked innocently. "Have you ever heard of delicacy?" I asked her. "He is not two years old, better to tell him at once than to make him believe in the illusion of the dark princess in love only with him," she said, "Hurry up, set the alarm, I have Dad’s credit card to loot," she continued in a good mood.

“Oh, so you’ve seen the papers, haven’t you?” “You said you were going to contact them to change it.” “I lied,” she answered carelessly. “You know, the same way you lied to Dylan Bass and told him my proposal was yours.” “That’s what this is about?” “What? You think I was just going to let you get away with pulling such a dirty trick? Of course, that’s what this is about? How does it feel to not be given the credit you deserve, Dominic? I bet it’s an amazing feeling.”

Her fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, as if marking out the outlines of a strategy in her mind. Marcellus raised an eyebrow, prompting further. “And how will you earn that trust?” A faint, confident curve appeared on Alia’s lips, her eyes glinting with a steely resolve. “Perhaps… by using a mixture of truths and lies.” Every word carried deliberate weight, carefully measured, revealing her skill, foresight, and the quiet decisiveness of someone who had walked dangerous paths before.

“Why? You didn’t have to.” “I was ashamed,” I lie. “I didn’t know how you’d react to me not being an Alpha or someone who came from money like you. I thought you’d leave me, so I went ahead and left you first. I told you whatever I had to in order to make you leave. That’s what I do when I’m confronted with an impossible situation. I leave.”

Alice muttered with a shrug. “Yes! Exactly what Alice said, she deserves to know the truth of what happened from you, not the cock and bull stories made up by the paparazzi and the media. I think that’s why she’s been calling you nonstop for sometime now. Please just pick up the damn call already or just put the phone off. It’s annoying hearing that pink panther tune over and over again. It is quite ear piercing and I think it’s about time you changed your damn ringtone! Pink panther is a thing of the past, he was so overrated and so annoying to watch in my opinion.” Lilly verbalized with a frown. She rolled her eyes when she saw his dramatic gasp he gave out and how he placed his hands on h

"This color doesn't suit her skin tone." Finally, I put on a pure white mermaid-style gown. It was the store's masterpiece, named "The Alpha's True Love." When I walked out, Killian's eyes lit up. He stood and walked toward me, his burning gaze raking over my body. For a moment, I thought he was looking at me. "Perfect," he breathed, his knuckles grazing the lace over my collarbone. "It’s as if it was designed for her. Vivian will be radiant."

“Fire and more… so, so much more. Who are you really, Lanie?” “Now who's being ridiculous?” Alanis asked tightly as she took hold of herself. Losing her temper had been a mistake, a huge mistake, Alanis realized as she looked into the silver-grey eyes that were examining her face. “I told you before, Brody McLean… You are looking for mysteries where there are none.” “Yes, Alanis Roswell, you told me that, but you told me a big lie.” He stepped back from her now, folding powerful arms across his chest, and in spite of herself, a shiver flickered down her spine in response to the utter maleness of him.

He fisted a hand in my hair, pulling my head back as his muscles tensed with each deep, hard stroke. “Look at me, Loriah. Look at me when I fuck you. I want to see your eyes full of desire for me—for your Alpha, your mate!” he hissed, sweat glistening on his forehead, ragged breaths escaping his lips. Wetness flowed from my core, feeding off his raw possessiveness. We lay tangled together on my bed after he’d had his fill of me. My phone rang, and I picked up immediately—it was Greg. “Loriah, they’ve canceled your interview with The Late Show with Marvin Flint. And your Aria Nova commercial has been dropped. They’ve offered compensation for your troubles, but the contract’s been canceled.”