Bloody Tainted Lies Novels & Stories

my mother's head drops as she looks at the ground and says "I am sorry my love but he is not lying, I was the one that owed the money to the mafia, I was the one that had your father whore you out to those men, It was me not your father." To Be Continued....

he sneered. I smiled. "Your wish is my command," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. With a sudden movement, I raised my gun and fired. The sound of the shot echoing through the room. The prisoner's eyes widened in shock as I blew his skull off, blood splattering everywhere. The room was painted red as blood splashed against the walls, the floor, and even my sisters' faces. It was a gruesome sight, but they didn't flinch. The prisoner's body slumped forward, lifeless, and I stood over him, still smoking my cigarette.

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

she asks with a raised brow. I swallow hard, panicking and shift in my seat. “Nothing much.” “You are such a bad liar. You have the glow. The sex glow. Are you seeing someone?” Fuck! Am I that obvious? How do I get myself out of this one? I need to come up with a believable story quickly, one that doesn’t give away the fact that it is Everett. All hell would break loose. “Kind of. It is casual and new.” It is mainly the truth.

“But I must also admit, my happiness is… tainted.” “Tainted how?”Amira raised a brow. Rhea’s expression shifted, her smile faltering into something almost pained. “Because I carry a knowledge I wish I did not. And as much as I want to protect your blooming love story, my conscience is heavy.” Amira’s pulse quickened, a flicker of unease darting across her chest. “Rhea,” she said firmly, setting her fork down. “If you have something to say, say it. Don’t circle me like a vulture.”

My silence was its own kind of weapon. "A convenient story," Julian continued, his eyes never leaving mine. "He's very good at convenient stories. But the truth is, he didn't save you. He stole you. You weren't a victim, Shay. You were a prodigy. My prodigy. My right hand, destined to be my partner in the shadows. He saw your potential, and he stole it. He stole you and then he erased your memories. Everything you think you are, everything you think you know... it's all a lie he built for you."

Someone covered in soot and blood ran towards us, Emily broke away from the hug. “Oh my God Jora, really?” Emily asked, turning towards the spot woman she had identified as Jora, Justina’s sister. She was barely recognizable under the whole blood. Cal released the breath he was holding. I felt a strange dizziness creep through my neck, making it hard to focus. “Marco!!” Emily shouted. My body swerved forward and everything went black.

" Adrian's legs gave out, and he slumped to the floor. What had he done? He was responsible for the death of Liliana's mother, and he had not stopped Macie from destroying the urn. It made sense why Liliana was so out of control, screaming for Macie's blood. It was all his fault. He had killed Liliana! A wave of nausea hit Adrian, and he coughed up blood before blacking out. Fiona was frantic, rushing him to the hospital. When Adrian's eyes fluttered open again, he was lying in a hospital bed. Fiona sat beside him, her eyes swollen from crying. "Adrian, thank God you're awake. You almost gave me a heart attack." He glanced at the stark white ceiling and, in a flash, threw off his blankets an

Gage asked, his voice full of lazy curiosity. Colt cleared his throat roughly, leaning closer to the glowing screen as he began to read the text in a mocking, high pitched voice that made my knuckles turn white against my empty bottle. “EXCLUSIVE UPDATE: The Stalker Stray’s Rotten Blood,” Colt read aloud, a nasty grin spreading across his face as he looked at his friends. “New reports prove Victoria Raine was sneaking out into the south slums to get used by dirty rogue Alphas for twenty dollars a night, check out these leaked texts she sent to Alpha Heir Torin.”