Books Like Tell Me Lies นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Do you read this? Or is it your thatha's book?" I asked doubtfully. "I do read this book. I have the whole series. It's a gift from one of the competitions I won." He chuckled and sat on the other chair. "Oh, that's great! Everybody tells this book has a compilation of heart touching incidents. Is that true?" I asked curiously as my main time killer is books. And I would love books like these. "Yes, it has the wonderful collections of the people's hearts which would strongly affect our heart! Shall I tell you the story that affected my heart the most? But I am not good at storytelling, but I will shortly tell you the core of that incident."

I replied with a shrug. "Let's just say that I'm curious because I'm bored and also because anybody could be interested in hearing how two lovers met and since I don't have anything else that I'm doing with my time, I just want to listen to a story about how you met him. So, will you tell me or are you going to ask me to mind my business?" I asked. I desperately wanted her to tell me the truth but I'm not expecting her to be completely honest with me because it would make it obvious that their story wasn't exactly normal but I still wanted to hear her say something because I believe that in every lie, there's always an iota of truth.

I inwardly scoffed, I guess I am a bad liar. A/N: Hi everyone! Feel free to check it out, my other book "Me & Mr.CEO." It is already complete and I really hope you all enjoy reading the book. Also, Let me know down in the comments below what you guys thought about this chapter. Last but not least, feel free to follow me on Instagram! Thank you for reading and I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

For one dizzying moment, she wanted to reach out, to bury her fingers in them, to feel the weight of everything she’d ever lied for resting in her palm. But she didn’t move yet. Dante watched her watching the stones, his gaze unreadable. “You know,” he murmured, stepping close enough that she caught the faintest trace of smoke and cedar, “liars don’t last long in this city. They burn out…quickly.” Valentina’s smile sharpened, all teeth and poise. “Then you’d better hope I’m not lying, Mr. Romano.” The diamonds burned between them, and the trap tightened with every glittering breath.

I tried to cover her mouth—but my hand passed right through her face. "Aunt Macey, Uncle Roger... I've been wanting to tell you this for a while. Samantha has a boyfriend at the construction site. He's broke and ugly, but she's decided to run away with him back to his hometown to get married. She made me promise not to tell you..." I clawed at Lola's lying mouth. "Shut up! Shut up! I don't have a boyfriend! Lola, why are you doing this to me?!" But I was already dead. There was nothing I could do to stop her.

He looked at my father and gave Dave a very hard look, then walked out. “What are you doing here?” “That's not how you speak to your husband, Rhea.” My father's voice was calm. I sat up straighter, ignoring the pain shooting through my ribs. “I don't know what he told you, but it's all lies. Every word…” “I know everything.” He cut me off. “The surrogate. The ex-girlfriend. The donor eggs due to your medical complications. Which part is the lie?” My mouth opened in disbelief. “You…you can't actually think this is okay.”

While she chewed, I felt somewhat scared and stood to my feet. “Come on, sister, talk to me, is there something you’re trying to hide from me? Or maybe there’s something you think I’m not going to be able to cope with? Come on Isabel, for now you’re the only one I trust in this premises, not even your brother, I don’t know the man I’m married to, you’ll have to enlighten me, please, at least I’ll be able to know what’s ahead of me from today, and know what to do about it,” I replied, my voice wavering, I wasn’t so sure if she’ll be able to give me the answers I needed. Maybe she’ll have to tell me lies, just to protect me from being kidnapped again. “Anastasya, I’ll love you to know that the

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed