All The Little Lies Novels & Stories

John had agreed very quickly and said he respected my choice, and that he did not like kids either. However, that was a lie from him, too. My mother held my hand tightly and looked at me in concern. She seemed like she was afraid I would be touched by John’s flowery words. However, they had underestimated my courage. I stared at him calmly. “John, stop lying to me. No matter what you say, you’ve broken the vow of our marriage. It’s over between us. “I’ll send you divorce papers through my lawyer.” John kept shaking his head.

“That sounds… dangerous.” “It’s simple,” she explained. “You say three statements. Two are true, one is false. Everyone guesses the lie.” Lucio smirked. “This is literally built for us.” Aston jumped in first. “Fine. Me first.” He stood dramatically. “One: I once snuck out of the mansion through the west wall when I was sixteen. Two: I hacked Caelum’s private schedule just to see how boring it was. Three: I hate Christmas.” Caelum didn’t even hesitate. “The third one is the lie.”

and Lorraine screamed into the phone like a kettle exploding. On the other end, Alina yanked the phone away from her ear. When the scream ended, she slowly brought it back. "Okay. I still want my hearing when I’m sixty. What happened?" "I TOLD HIM I DID LIKE HIM…" she blurted dramatically. "You really did?" Alina asked, amused. "I wouldn’t SAY I did if I DIDN’T!" "Right, right," Alina laughed. "Lorraine, the girl who refuses to lie to herself. I understand."

When I finally picked up, the first thing she said was, “Honey, I’m feeling really unwell today. Can you wire me two thousand dollars? I need to get more asthma medication.” Hearing her voice, a scoff surfaced in my heart. She had no idea I had uncovered her lies. She still thought I was the same gullible fool she could push around. If I sent her the money now, she would definitely use it to refill Derek’s medication. With that thought, I replied coldly, “I’m in the hospital. I don’t have money to send you.”

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."

Memories flashing. Red streaks filled her eyes. “LIES! IT’S ALL LIES! YOU’RE ALL LIARS! My teacher and senior said they’d come back—they lied! You said you loved me—that was a lie too! Everything—EVERYTHING—was a lie from beginning to end!” ***

Off to the side, a small desk with a computer stood neatly against the wall. The room was spotless, immaculately organized. The only odd thing was the clothing rack—there wasn't a single shirt or jacket hanging on it. Instead, it was lined with lingerie, plus black and white stockings draped side by side. I glanced twice before quickly looking away, feeling oddly embarrassed. I didn't want to jump to conclusions, but… a single bed? No wonder Colin never came over. That bed was way too small for two people to get up to anything. Following the strange rustling sound, I looked toward the desk. Sitting on top were little plastic bags girls often used to keep their accessories, and under the fain

The way his answers slip too easily from his tongue. Little things. But little things can unravel everything. What Nox said...it just might be true?

I loved the wrong man, he was my first and someone quoted it right ‘First is always a lie’ “Lana, baby, look at me…” “And you lied about my parents,” His neck locked, “No! I didn’t lie about anything, little one, what is wrong with you,” His caught red-handed guilt replied this time, the look on his face was clearly exposing him, he wasn’t that good hiding himself,

Wonderful. Exactly the conversation I didn't want. Sophia crossed her arms. "What's going on?" I hesitated. Part of me wanted to tell her everything. The calls, the threats, Albert, and the investigation. All of it. But if I did— She'd panic. Mom would panic. Dad would definitely panic. And right now, nobody needed that. So I lied again. "I'm just stressed." Sophia studied me for several seconds. Long enough to make me uncomfortable. Finally, she sighed. "Fine."