Drop A Big Lie Novels & Stories

Ellie Parkinson, a seemingly ordinary teenage girl is tormented by nightmares about a particular castle since childhood. In the nightmares, she finds herself walking across a pitch-black forest in freezing weather and the nightmare ends after the castle is seen. On reaching her eighteenth birthday, the nightmares become more frequent along with the appearance of a repulsive hooded figure who seems to be following her, and in turn, causes her loved ones to fall into grave peril. Moreover, Ellie discovers miraculous abilities and powers which she utilizes in an attempt to protect her loved ones against the forces of evil. Eventually, she goes on a road trip with her friends, Alex, Judy, and Matt to a forest, where the castle that has been appearing in her nightmares nearly her whole life emerges. Upon entering the creepy place, she unravels dark and groovy secrets about the place which provide her with a link to the nightmares, the hooded creature as well as her horrifying past.

Amelia Monroe is a hardworking junior accountant at Shelby Firm, focused on building her career and keeping her heart guarded after a messy breakup. Her life takes a turn when she is assigned to handle the Prescott account a high-profile client led by the magnetic, brilliant, and dangerously attractive Noah Prescott, interim CEO of Prescott PLC. What starts as strictly professional soon becomes complicated. Noah is charming, persistent, and undeniably alluring, making every meeting, every glance, and every interaction feel electric. Amelia struggles to maintain professionalism while navigating the undeniable pull between them, from unexpected close encounters in elevators to private dinners that blur the line between work and desire. As sparks fly and emotions intensify, Amelia must decide how far she is willing to risk her career and heart for a connection that could ignite into something more… but could also destroy everything she’s worked for.

I was the real daughter—unloved, unwanted, and cast aside. The design draft I poured my heart into was stolen by my second brother and gifted to the fake daughter. Then he accused me of being a plagiarist. My father, the richest man in the city, had me blacklisted from the entire industry. The fake daughter pretended to apologize, then pushed me off a cliff. When I woke up, nearly all my bones had been shattered. I called my fiancé, the captain of the rescue team, but he was cradling the fake daughter's sprained ankle. He scoffed, "Oh, you had an accident too? Want me to save you? Why don't you just die already?" My body grew colder under the crushing pain. My eldest brother, the forensic pathologist, cut open my rotting corpse while grumbling that he was late for the fake daughter's birthday. Yet when they finally saw me again, they all cried, begging for my forgiveness.

Sally has had a crush on her best friend Justin for as long as she can remember. The shy, nerdy girl with baggy clothes and glasses, she’s spent years helping him with projects and assignments, hoping he’d notice her… but he never has. Until the day she finally works up the courage to confess, only to be met with something utterly shocking. Enter Cole…Justin’s stepbrother. Tall, confident, impossibly hot, and the kind of guy whose life revolves around late-night frat parties and reckless fun. He’s everything Sally is not and everything she didn’t know she needed. Cole offers to help her win Justin’s heart… but nothing comes for free. In exchange, she has to step out of her comfort zone, navigate his world, and follow his lead. As Cole pulls her out of her shell, showing her confidence, daring, and a side of herself she’s never dared to explore, Sally begins to wonder if the butterflies she’s chasing with Justin were ever real. The more time she spends with Cole, the more she realizes that maybe the heart doesn’t lie, and the boy she’s been chasing all these years isn’t the one she should have been after at all. And the secrets he hides? They could destroy everything she thought she wanted.

A perfect crime should stay hidden. But what if the evidence comes back with a smile brighter than the sun and an eyes colder Frost. He planed her destruction as a bet. She was graped, her nudes posted all around. Her father company went under and her mother committed suicide while laying curses on her. She was dragged down until she jumped and died. But now, the people who ruined her are all very happy, how can she rest in peace? People believe in rebirth or reincarnation but she doesn't. She clawed her way to the top. How will the perpetrator feel when they realise that they fallen too deep into her trap to stand again? She has nothing to lose but they have everything to lose. Money killed her and family, ruined her to the last. Now manipulation,greed and a perfectly measured innocence can ruin her enemies for good. She doesn't care of she has to lose her life for it.

As soon as I receive my year-end bonus, I transfer 100 thousand dollars to my wife, Zoe Steele, so that she can prepare the holiday gifts for both families right away. I even tell her to buy the best quality gifts for our parents, especially the box of premium liquor meant for my dad. On New Year's Eve, I rush home to have dinner with my parents. But weirdly enough, Dad, who's an avid drinker, starts having tea instead of liquor at the dining table. This leaves me perplexed. "Dad, why aren't you cracking open a bottle of liquor for yourself during the holidays?" With a smile on my face, I get up to my feet so that I can carry the box of liquor over. "Zoe had someone buy the liquor for you, you know. I hear that the taste is exceptional." "Stop!" Dad slams his pipe against the table loudly, his face a starking shade of crimson. "Edgar, don't ever send such gifts home. I know that life is difficult for you in the city and that making money is hard. We Kennedys may be poor, but we are people with pride! "Now, everyone in the village is gossiping about us behind our backs! They claim that I've been boasting about your wealth!" Dad's words confuse me to no end. After I unscrew a bottle of liquor, I sip from it, only to feel thunderstruck. This isn't premium liquor at all! This is just mineral water packaged as liquor!

Yvette Warren, personal secretary to billionaire Orson Cox, announced that the heiress who was accidentally switched at birth 20 years ago was living in this orphanage. Whoever could prove their identity would inherit a billion-dollar fortune. In my first life, the two-faced Laurel Marsh tricked me into giving her my keepsake to claim the family. The Coxes tore her mouth apart. "Fraud!" In my second life, my frenemy, Rebecca Vargas, tattooed a fake birthmark on herself to claim the family. The Coxes had her skin slashed to shreds. "Still a fraud!" In my third life, my sworn enemy, Vita Davidson, took out online loans to get plastic surgery, reshaping her face to resemble Orson's wife. She tried to claim the family and was thrown straight into a mastiff cage by the Coxes. By my fourth life, no one dared steal my identity anymore. They packed me up overnight and delivered me straight to the Cox residence. When the DNA test confirmed I really was the heiress, everyone thought the nightmare was finally over. But on my very first night back, the Coxes shoved me off a high-rise building. "Anyone who dares steal our real daughter's identity deserves to die!" When I opened my eyes again, Yvette was smiling as she asked who the heiress was. Everyone backed away in terror, insisting they weren't the heiress. Yvette's voice turned low and eerie. "But our investigation shows that the heiress is definitely in this orphanage."

Sapphire Walter is a high school graduate whose peaceful life turns upside down when her family gets involved in a car accident leading to the death of her parents and leaving her as the only survivor. She was left with no choice but to live with her rich step-aunty in a distant country unknown to her that this would change her life for good. After enrolling in a college unknown to her that she is the only human in a werewolf college, she catches the attention of Aleric Dolce the heir to the alpha king position and also the leader of the notorious Mafia biker gang that controls the werewolf territory, the number one beau of college. Her life gets complicated as Sapphire is entangled in an unending web of lies, deceit, and lust with Aleric, who made it his mission to make her life a living hell. Will she be able to avoid the attention of Aleric and live a peaceful life or will this relationship built on hate turn to love? Why is Aleric keen on making her life a living hell and what are the implications of their unfortunate meeting? Why don't you find out in this intriguing tale of lies and lust what happens to Sapphire and Aleric?

Warning: This story contains scenes of triggers. Contains scenes of rape and sexual abuse. Reader discretion is advised. The author also does not condone nor glorify any of the scenes listed. Proceed with caution. *** Alana's world comes crashing down when her pack is attacked and her father, the Alpha is killed, and her mother gets abducted by another who happens to be her true mate. Her life drastically changes from being the daughter of an Alpha to being the slave of the triplet Alphas of the Blood Rose Pack. She lives a life of torment and sexual torture until the night she became eighteen. Alana believes her redemption will come when her wolf finally awakens. And when the time comes, in all happiness, Alana decides to escape in the middle of the night and never to return to the pack. But when she opens the door to her room, she's met by the triplets, who, unfortunately, her wolf calls out to as her mate. “No! It can't be, it just cannot be!” “What cannot be? It is what it is!” “No! I, Alana Reeva, reject you, Aiden, Caden and Jayden as my mate!" This is shocking, as none of the triplets expected Alana to be that bold to reject them. What will it be? Do you think the Triplets will accept her rejection and let her go? Let's find out.

I fell in love with the nanny's son. After boldly pursuing him, he reluctantly agreed to marry me. But I never expected his young lover to storm into my home like a madwoman, prying my mouth open to pour scalding water down my throat, pressing me into a sink full of dirty water, and finally pushing me down the stairs. My husband stood by my hospital bed, looking at my broken body with disdain. "Irene, every moment with you makes me sick," he spat, barely able to hide his impatience for my death. Yet, when I finally died, he sobbed uncontrollably in public, playing the role of the devoted, heartbroken husband. "Irene, don't leave me! You have no idea how much I wanted to die with you!" At that, I spoke softly from behind him. "Is that so?"