Everything Is Perfect When You Re A Liar Novels & Stories

The pain of ten thousand deaths. The pearlescent mist in the well recoiled. The perfect, clean stone of the well was cracked. The villagers faltered. Their smooth movements became jerky and a few of them looked down at their hands as if seeing them for the first time. But it wasn't enough. The lie was too strong. "Everyone!" Liora cried. "Don't think of this place! Think of home! Your real home! The messy, loud, imperfect one! The one that smelled of real food and real rain! The one where people argued and laughed and cried! Give me that memory!"

A perfect image. He is like a beautiful being you see in your dreams, when reality starts drowning. Singing like a siren and your love for him never limits even when wrists are bound, it’s almost terrifying to admit how heavy his effect is on me, but I never realise the weight of the situation. I am a bad liar, because even though I let myself lure into his aura, I still know what I am falling into. I trick myself into thinking, maybe this could be perfection. Maybe.

“Front page. ‘Mystery Moreau Revealed.’ Congratulations, Adelaine. You’ve officially broken the internet.” “Tell me something I don’t know.” He took a seat, perfectly composed while I stood there, with my hair wild, still wearing the bathrobe I’d emotionally unravelled in. I couldn’t be bothered. “You haven’t slept,” he observed. “You haven’t smiled.” “I never do.” Of course not. I crossed my arms. “Let’s just get to it.” His brows lifted. “To what?” “The terms. The arrangement. The… fake love story we now have to parade to the entire world because I couldn’t handle being humiliated.”

"No way. If the court approved it as evidence, it has to be real!" Only then did everyone realize how serious this was, and that vague possibility forming in their minds began to take shape. Claire slumped in her wheelchair with cold sweat beading on her forehead. She stammered in panic, "T-That's not me! Honey, I love you so much. How could I ever hit you! This has to be fake!" My parents immediately chimed in, "That's right, it must be fake! We've lived with Claire for so many years. We know her character. She loves Louis; she'd never hit him! This video has to be forged!"

As if determined to tear away the last of the pretense, I reached out to touch that red mark. But Trey suddenly stepped back and instinctively tugged his collar up higher. "I got scratched by a branch on the way back," he said calmly, then pressed his lips tight. I lowered my gaze and dug my nails deep into my palms, using the sharp sting to push back the burning in my eyes. When Trey lied, the corners of his mouth would tighten ever so slightly. It was a habit he hadn't even realized he had. He was lying to me. "Is it serious? Want me to dress it for you?" I asked.

“Honestly? Yeah, it does. Because for once, you’re not the center of attention. For once, everyone sees what a lying, cheating mess you really are. Enjoy your empty bed and your ruined reputation, sweetheart. It suits you.” I stared at the ceiling, feeling numb, hollowed out. I wanted to scream, to claw the truth into everyone’s faces. But no one would listen. No one ever did. Lacie bent close, her voice a whisper only I could hear. “You know, they say karma’s a bitch. But today? She’s got nothing on me.”

It was Shade's and I noticed that her lips were coated in green lipstick, just like her eyes and her name, shades of green. "My Shade." She croaked out before she pressed the phone to her chest and I shook my head. I repeat this girl is going mad. She removed the phone from her chest and slide it to the next picture. "This Tolani's lips can't be natural. It's too beautiful and perfect." Sophia scoffed, her lips twisting up as if in disgust. "Well, that's the only good thing about her." My mouth dropped open. "Haba na. Sophia. How can you say that about someone's child? O wrong now."

Nagkibit siya ng balikat ang nag-iwas ng tingin. I pursed my lips before I spoke. "How I wish, it didn't came this far." "This is better, Elie than to leave in lies. We all played with lies and finally, the time has come." He muttered and looked at me seriously. "It's so hard to live in lies, everyday Elie and I couldn't even tell it to you." He added and his tears fell.

The loud muttering from the confused souls that had been set free from the chain of control they were in. "You were all under someone's hypnosis. You possibly know about the liar gas but our help was needed to keep it going. "What?!" A scientist from in front of us said. "But that makes no sense." They were back! I squealed in delight. I almost dropped Grace from the burst of excitement. It was unbelievable news. "We need to attack before he slips away." Lolita continued to render. All I could think of at the moment was how the world was back to its place. I needed to know what it was like, to leave these walls and live the lying life freely.

It made me feel lonely when I realized it. “Hey, you are okay?” Kola looked at me worriedly and my heart skipped a beat at his caring action. Stupid organ, he does this for everybody. I tried to tell myself but it still didn’t change the fact that my crush for him couldn’t be reasoned with. “Super Duper.” I replied but he chuckled. “You need to learn how to lie better my dear, you suck at it.” When I frowned at him, he raised his hands in defense, “I’m sorry but it is the truth”