Drop A Big Lie Novels & Stories

I wondered. "They tried to modify the gas, making it worse. Let me put it in layman terms. They deleted the chemical that is activated when you lie. Hence, no one can lie but of course if they manage to, they will die." He said, "that affected their brain that they are almost as dumb as Patrick from the spongebob animation." "Wow. What exactly is the motive behind this?" I shook my head in fear. This meant that back at home, my family was probably going through the same thing.

"Don't Marcus, that just made everything she said more believable because you lied to me about being fine with what happened, when deep down you weren't, how many more times have you lied?" "If I am honest Anaya, I don't know. Yes, I have lied, but not to hurt you. The biggest lie was when I left and didn't tell you. I am sorry for that, then the lie of saying I understood you moving on with Demitri." She looks at me, nodding. "You forgot the biggest lie there, Marcus." I look at her, waiting. "The one where you said you loved me and would never walk away if less, I pushed you away." The biggest one? So that is the thing that is causing her the most pain?

he trails off. “Excuse me??” I angrily interrupt “You expect me to tell such a huge lie on national television?” I question him to be sure if he has an idea of the magnitude of what he is making me do. “What do you mean by huge lie? And when exactly did you start having a problem with lying” Elliot questions “You know that if I can avoid lying, I will actually pick honesty over lying” I remind him of my principle “ I am well aware of that, but in this situation lying is unavoidable, so the best option you have is to build the story that I am giving you into a beautiful love story for you and Meelah” he says like it is something so easy.

I stared into his eyes, searching for the slightest sign that he was lying. With a rough shove, I threw him away from me. He stumbled a few steps before catching his balance, straightening his white coat without taking his eyes off me. "If I find out you've lied to me..." I said, pointing a finger directly at him, "I'll make sure you lose more than your job and I will bankrupt you within seconds. Do you understand me? I'll destroy everything you have." Alex let out a slow breath. He paused, disappointment filling his eyes. "You're about to make the biggest mistake of your life."

"Lisa, if we're being honest, you're actually more at fault here. Pretending to lose your memory to test me—that's outright disrespect. It just proves you never trusted me from the beginning!" He was eloquent, twisting his betrayal into something forced upon him. I let out a cold laugh, tearing through his pretense. "I stopped you from doing extreme sports because of your heart condition. I was afraid you'd risk your life. I cared about you—that's why I paid attention to everything. "I pretended to lose my memory because I saw you kissing Sarah while I was being rushed to the hospital! If you had been loyal to me, would I have needed to use a near-death experience just to test your limits?"

Conditions about appearances, board approval, and financial stakes. “A fake relationship,” he muttered. “It was all a lie?” The truth crashed into him like a tidal wave. Everything—every public appearance, every touch, every headline—it wasn’t real. It was a performance. For a moment, he laughed, dark and disbelieving. “So this is your great love story, Amira? A business deal?” His laughter died quickly, replaced by something far more dangerous. His lips curled into a slow, sinister smile. “If the board knew… if the world knew…” He trailed off, gripping the papers tightly. “This could destroy both of you.”

Valerie "I will let you publish it." My words loud and clear. "But I don't want mine or Aiden's name to be revealed. As much as I would like to destroy, him I don't want to. He was better than Drew, and even if he was a jerk? at least he told me the truth. You will write about him, but not reveal his name, just like mine, and to make the story better and bring more destruction to Drew's so clean image. I will give you the non-disclosure agreements that he had his mistresses sign. However, I would like to know one thing, Arnold. How can I trust you? What if you are one of Drew's men and all you told me was a story." He smiled.

“One, I love video games. Two, I once pushed a stranger in a pool. Three, I love pickles. Which one’s the lie?’ he said and we started guessing. “You love pickles is the lie,” I spoke first. “I agree with Muff,” Michane followed and next was Krys who also agreed. “Bro, we know you. You could easily push somebody off even on a cliff.” We all laughed at what Levine said. “Okay, I’m next. One, I know how to dance. Two, I have three siblings. Three, I forget a lot about birthdays,” Krysyle said, making our brows furrow. “There’s literally no lie there, Krysyle Verlice,” I answered. “There is!” she exclaimed. “I’m guessing she knows how to dance is a lie,” Clint answered, making me do a facepalm.

“It proves he was set up by that . . . that . . . android!” “No, it doesn’t,” I argued. “They could be talking about anything.” “But they’re not, and you know it, Jessie.” Did I know it? Could it possibly be true? Did I believe that this brief and very vague snippet proved that everything I had believed my entire adult life had been a lie? I began to shake all over and was glad I was sitting down. The truth was, I did believe it. Or at least I believed there was more to the story than I had thought for so very long. Then the anger hit – hard, sharp, hot. I felt it pound into me like a sledgehammer. How could he? How could he still manage to mess up my life from beyond the grave? And how coul

Lie or tell the truth? Either could implicate me... Lying too early would be suicide. I went with the truth. For now. I picked up my notepad and gave it to him. Then I shifted the laptop slightly towards him. I prayed my hands weren’t shaking as bad as my insides. “Someone’s been moving money into offshore accounts,” I said. “And this contract here…” I pointed at the highlighted section, “has a loophole big enough to crash the company ” His brows pulled together as he leaned in. Close. So close his cologne; musk and cherry, wrapped around me like smoke.