روايات وقصص ضمن Books Like Tell Me Lies

"You all right? At least have dinner with us." I turned back after slinging my backpack over my one shoulder. I exhaled sharply. "I am fine. It's fine, I'll eat something at home." I smiled at him and walked out of the apartment, ignoring Volt. Why do I always lie? If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie." His hand hung in mid-air, then dropped as he tried to pull me close. "It's not what you think. I can explain." I pulled up the video and shoved it to his face. "This is why you bailed on me seven times, right?" I looked him in the eye. He held me, flustered. "I had my reasons." I waited for him to continue, curious about the reasons that had pushed him to marry Vivian behind my back and lie for three years.

“You’re lying.” “Everyone lies sometimes,” Iris replied quietly, surprising even herself with the words. Her mother exhaled deeply. “Iris, if something is going on, tell me. I’m not your enemy.” But she couldn’t. She wasn’t ready for anyone to know about Adrian. About the way he made her feel—like she was drowning and addicted to the water at the same time. She forced a smile, kissed them both goodnight, and rushed upstairs. ⸻ THE ENVELOPE

" I stared him down, my face cold as ice. Then I pulled out my phone and hit play on an old recording—his voice with Riley, before they left together. "You lied to me. You didn't go bankrupt. You gave Riley everything, every damn penny. You even wrote her name in your will!" My voice cracked, the anger spilling out. "You let another woman and her kid live fancy while your own children were stuck in a basement, hungry. Sheldon, you're the worst excuse for a father I've ever met." His eyes went wide. He seemed to wonder why I hadn't exposed him sooner. "No, it wasn't like that. I-I was out of my mind. I made a mistake. That's all. I swear, I was just messing around with her. You and the boys,

something I couldn't ignore any longer. I had been wrestling with this truth for weeks, maybe months: I liked girls. And not just any girl. Mary. Her quiet laugh, the way her eyes sparkled when she got lost in a story, the curve of her lips when she teased me about my terrible taste in sci-fi. It was her. It had always been her. I set my book down on the coffee table, the pages forgotten, and shifted closer. The couch creaked softly under my weight. "Mary," I said, my voice low, almost a whisper, "there's something I need to tell you."

he asked, his voice quieter this time, as if afraid to disturb the peace of the shop. I glanced at him, “I love them,” I said, running my fingers along the spines of the books. “They’re like an escape—a way to step into another world, even if it’s just for a little while.” He nodded, his gaze lingering on me for a moment too long. “I get that,” he said, his voice barely audible. I stopped in front of a section labeled Legends and Lore. The titles immediately caught my eye: The Myths of Moonsdale, The Wolves of the Moonlight, The Moon’s Chosen.

Tessa slowed and creeped out of the room before she could stop her. "What took you so long to pick up?" he asked, his voice already sounding panicked. "I am sorry I was in the toilet," she said, the lie rolling off her tongue and making her shocked as well. She had never considered herself a good liar, but she found herself doing it better and better these days. "Oh, that's fine; I called to give you some good news," he said, and she was silent. He had expected some kind of reaction from her, but it was fine. "Do you want to guess?"

Sometimes we have a reading chat night and it’s huge fun but at the moment we’re all reading something different. “Twisted Lies.” Lilly says. “I love the Twisted series. But Chestnut Springs is my fave.” Tammy says. “That’s my favorite too.” I say. “What you reading, Tammy?” I ask as I delve into my large Jacob’s bag for my book. “The Housemaid.” She shows me the cover. “Oh wow, that is amazing. I read the sequel. You know there’s a third one out, right? I thought you were in to your smutty hockey books.” I giggle.

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Astrid interrupted them, so Colza's gaze turned towards her. "The Sacred Book only holds the truth about the King's action, like the lie he imprinted on the humans. Meanwhile, the Records of Lies has the present lies. For instance, the one Zaykee discovered inside the Kingdom of Saobar's underground," Jacob answered instead Colza while glancing at Astrid. "Ehh? The book also knows that?" Zaykee's eyes widened with open mouths as he stares at Jacob. "Yes," Jacob briefly answered. "I see," Astrid spoke.