Everything Is Perfect When You Re A Liar Novels & Stories

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll

"I want everything to be perfect," "Perfection is overrated," "You'd say that, but you're already perfect." Lucas said nothing about that. Instead, he walked to his little brother and ruffled his hair. Lior frowned at it. He had spent so long making it rest back, causing Lucas to chuckle and say softly, "No one is perfect, Lior, and I know I don't count, but whoever your Mate is, would love you for who you are. Flaws and all. So don't worry, everything would be fine."

“Am I really your friend, Bastian! Because you make it look like you are being forced to be my friend, like…. “I am sorry, Adele. I know I kept lying to you but it was because I didn’t know how to tell you. I see how you struggle everyday to become more powerful and I just can’t throw the fact that I already have everything I need in your face. “It would have motivated me if you told me, I would have worked harder to be able to stand beside you with pride and you just….you really make me angry, Bastian” “And I am willing to live the rest of my life making it up to you, Adele. Just give me a chance, the last chance I would say” “And what if you lie to me again?“ “You are free to do anything t

I leaned into him, my arms around his waist, as I shouted over the wind, "There are two types of people I can't stand in this world: rich people and liars!" Suddenly, Lance slammed on the brakes, and I crashed into his back.

Like he'd changed what he was going to say at the last second. "That's bullshit." "Excuse me?" "You were going to say something else. Don't lie to me." "I'm not lying." "Yes you are. You do this thing where your voice gets all flat when you're lying. It's a tell." "I don't have a tell." "You absolutely have a tell." I stepped closer to him, getting in his space now. "Just admit what you were going to say." "There's nothing to admit." "Liar." "Thalia, drop it."

It was our song, the song we all agreed was ours, Perfect by Ed Sheeran. I didn’t have to look at my brothers as we each went to one knee. “Riko Ayane Shiraishi, before you, we wouldn’t have dared to believe in fairytales.” I started. “But then all it took was one look, and each of us fell so deeply in love with you.” Elijah continued. “We knew in that instant there would never be anyone more perfect for us.” Darius said.

"Hopefully." He forced a smile. "I'll go now. Have a nice day," and he bade the both of them before leaving the house. Adelina stared at herself in the mirror. Was she wrong to have started this lie? Yes, she felt it. But she also thought it was the best way to forget him for good. Jonathan was always going to be the same arrogant, womanizer she had met a couple of years back and she felt stupid to have thought for a second, that he could change because of her. For her.

Then Liora snorted, covering her mouth. Her shoulders started to shake, and before I could process it, she was laughing a full, unrestrained, beautiful laughter. “It’s not funny,” I said, staring at her in disbelief. “I know,” she gasped between laughs. “That’s why it’s perfect. It’s so bad, it’s actually good.” I shook my head, smiling despite myself. “You’re laughing at the dryness of my joke?” “Exactly,” she said, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “You sound like someone who hasn’t laughed in years, so it’s even funnier.”

“I loved you, Lucas. We were perfect together. You know we were. I made a mistake, but we can fix this. Liam was just a distraction…I never stopped wanting you.” Lucas recoiled, disgust flashing across his face. “Perfect? We were never perfect, Lara. You were selfish, manipulative, and ruthless. You didn’t love me…you loved what I could give you. And now that Liam’s no longer useful to you, you’re crawling back, hoping I’ll fall for your lies again.” Tears welled in her eyes, but Lucas saw through them. “I had no choice,” she said, her voice trembling. “Liam threatened me. He…”

"My name is Laian. Xavier and I grew up together, we're close friends." My head lifted at that. "Really? Could you tell me about him? He doesn't talk about himself much." He chuckled, his eyes lighting up as he waggled his eyebrows. "As long as you promise not to snitch on me; he'll kill me for revealing all of his embarrassing little secrets." I chewed on my lip. "I promise." ***