Beautiful Liar Book Novels & Stories

What on earth? Pulling her attention back to the situation, she focused on the woman sitting at the table with a stack of her books, smiling and chatting and signing for the people who had come to see her. Lia studied her, memorizing each detail. She was pretty in a soft, warm way. Long, sun-streaked brown hair swept her shoulders, and a tinge of blush highlighted her creamy complexion. The red turtleneck sweater and the matching dangling earrings gave her an electric vibrancy. Lia didn't think she was a shifter - she did not pick up any connections from her - but sometimes it was hard to tell. Lia hoped against hope the resource Jamie Volka had referred to turned out to be the book. Not the

They will just laugh at her. She just had a shower and a white towel was still wrapped around her naked body. She felt gross at Gale's touched and kissed. Yeah, he's handsome and masculine but she didn't felt any single feelings for him even infatuation. Her heart belongs to nobody since she fell twice and there will be no thrice. Being broken and pregnant to someone who betrayed her was a nightmare she didn't want to dream anymore. She set an evil look to think about the outcome of her plan to destroy Eloisa and her marriage with Kent. A little wait and the last laughter goes to her.

here I was drowning myself in self-pity. What was worse was the fact that my fiance had severely injured my mother over something that could have been handled by the authorities which now was something I could no longer use due to my fiance being the center of the damage control that was to take place if the police were to be involved. From floating on air to crashing face first into the sidewalk of misfortune I found myself lost/confused and hurt beyond measure from all of those I once held close to my heart. I felt alone and confused about what I should do next with José, would I forgive him for what he has done? Could I ever forgive her or him...was I capable of being sympathetic to eith

"You will eat when I tell you to eat. You will sleep when I tell you to sleep. And when the deal is finalized, I will personally hand your leash over to Victor Petrov. Until then, little bird... you are my prisoner." I pulled my knees up to my chest, curling into a tight ball against the leather seat as the SUV tore into the pitch-black darkness of the rural highways. The innocent college student I used to be was officially dead, replaced by a terrified captive trapped in a golden cage of power and forbidden desire. I looked at the back of my stepbrother's head, my heart shattering into a million pieces, completely desperate to find a way to survive the frozen nightma re waiting for me at th

Lia added, still laughing. Bima felt like burying himself in the ground. "My system said... I have to increase my charisma. And this fishy smell makes my charisma negative." Lia tried to stop laughing. "Okay, okay. I’m Lia. And you’re Bima, the Single Survivalist." She held out her hand. "Nice to meet my potential kiss target, who happens to smell like a gutter." Bima shook her hand, hesitating. "Nice to meet you too... Lia the Food Traumatized."

"The powerful man. The helpless girl. Tell me, Jade. Is the real thing better than the paper?" ​"No," I lied, my breath coming in short, jagged pops. ​It was a total lie. This was a million times hotter than any book I had ever read! I licked my lips, trying to look innocent, but I was actually tasting the air, wanting him. I wanted him to see right through my act. I wanted him to punish me for being such a liar and make me his little slut. My pussy gave a violent throb just thinking about it.

"As you can see. The book is really interesting. I think you should read it too." "What's it about?", She asked with a smile. "A lot of things. Love, betrayal, family, trust and lots more. It's really good." "I would live to read it." "I'm almost through with it. I can lend it to you." "I'll like that." Zuerien noticed she was always happy and smiling anytime she talks about books. He looked at her as she smiled and realized just how beautiful she was. Even her extremely long hair was beautiful. And he would want to run his hands through it. He cleared his throat and pulled her other wrist that was not injured. "Let's go."

“No. Pets are cared for, you're not worthy of that. You're just a breeder and disposable trash!” She stepped closer again, so near I could smell her perfume. “Let me make something very clear, Bailey. Do you truly believe they will risk their authority for an Omega dragged in on a contract?” If I’m trash “Why are you so pained?” I snickered, her face darkened. I could see her jaws clenched slightly in anger. “Ohh touched a sore spot? So you're pained?” I said in a mocking tone. Lia grinned, “When everything wears off and he is done using you…” She smiled slowly. “You will be easily discarded.”

He’d been a narcissist who drained her energy, and since then, she’d built a wall around herself made of hardcover books and cosy blankets. I finished filling in the remaining boxes, describing Tiana’s love for old libraries and her secret obsession with spicy pizza. I uploaded Cleo’s candid shot - the one where Tiana looked surprised and ethereal - along with a few others I had on my phone from our last beach trip. My sister was naturally beautiful; even when she was caught off guard, she had a grace that was impossible to manufacture. "You look so... real, Ti," Cleo said, looking over my shoulder. "Not like those girls who use so many filters they look like they’re made of plastic."

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it