Books On Lying And Deception Novels & Stories

He asked waving a black bottle to my face, immediately I saw it, I looked beside me and saw that my bag was gone, “I know you're using this on your clients, you use this to deceive them by putting it in their drinks and when they fall asleep and wake up they would think you people had sex but in fact nothing happened, you work as a sex worker but you don't have sex with your clients, what do you think would happen when your boss hears that?” He asked with an annoying face, I growl in anger and tried to snatch it away but he didn't even move cause the craziest part is my hand can't reach it,

If they didn't want to acknowledge me, they could've pretended nothing ever happened. Why go through all this trouble, lure me back with a great fortune, and then kill me? In those fake-heiress stories, no matter how biased the parents were, they never played games this twisted. Given how ruthless the Coxes were, I really didn't dare walk straight up to their door.

“She sent me something funny. It’s.. an inside joke.” As soon as the words left my mouth, I checked myself. Over-explaining a lie was a textbook mistake, a psychological blunder that served to lessen the effect of your story. This internal analysis just told me one thing. Lying to him was becoming harder, and that was not good. Reagan’s brows pinched, but again, he chose to let it go. I got up to my room and fell on my bed, thinking of ways to be more discreet, smarter, more nonchalant, because that was the key to selling a falsity.

And she was about to learn that Dominic Valenti didn’t just play games. He always always won them. The lecture hall fell into silence as students rustled through their books. Isla forced herself to breathe, keeping her expression blank even as Dominic’s gaze lingered on her for a fraction too long. The art of deception. Of course, that’s what today’s lesson would be. Her fingers curled around her pen as she flipped open her book. She wouldn’t let him see that he was getting to her. Dominic leaned against his desk, his voice smooth and authoritative as he began speaking. “Deception is not simply about lying—it’s about control. Manipulation. The ability to make someone believe what you want th

“Do you know how to lie?” Mira stared blankly at Theresa. “What?” Theresa paced slowly around her, her boots silent against the damp earth. “Today,” she said, “you learn how to lie to the world.” Mira raised a brow. “Are we sure lie is the word to use?” Theresa stopped. “Illusions are lies wrapped in belief. You don’t just trick the eye, you convince reality to bend.” Mira exhaled. “Sounds... complicated.”

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.

Cole takes another step and my hands fly up involuntarily. “I’m tired Cole, I think it’s best we finish tomorrow,” I mumble. Cole frowns, before spinning around and walking out. I close the door softly behind him, and shaking my head. I attempt to go back to normal, reading my book, trying to retain the information in it. The many books he used to convince me that I still have potential to have a wolf just like others. My fingers slide down the aged papers, hoping this would distract me from my inevitable doom. I take a sharp breath. How to distract yourself from your own death?

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

I ask with a growl, Jordan was right, I should see the other guy now, and Jordan is right he's in a much worse shape. "I see, you've sold me for this new guy," Joshua says sounding hurt, but it's fake hurt, he's lying, he's a good liar, always been one. "We were never a thing Joshua," I say annoyed with him, looking down at Jordan, he's still asleep, I don't want him to hear this. "But it didn't feel that way holding you," he says making me growl, he's making things up now. "Stop making things up!" I say, he's trying to gaslight me.

He fled, leaving in a hurry. I clenched my fists, suddenly finding my determination laughable. My family, the Medina family, had a long-standing relationship with the Grays. That was why I wanted to deal with all this quietly, sparing everyone the embarrassment. But the truth was, Vivian was the daughter-in-law recognized by his mother, Sylvia. Perhaps even everyone in the Gray family knew about her, with me being the only exception. I was the only one fooled by Rudolf's empty promises. If he had told me plainly that he wanted a child, I would have left with my dignity and never stayed with him. But he claimed he did not want a child, all the while secretly having one. He should have been ho