Everything Is Perfect When You Re A Liar Novels & Stories

I kept it at the back of my mind. Then the text from Aria the night of the gala. He's everything, Jordan. That “everything” bothered me. Perfect is not a word that applied to people who were actually real. Real people were specific. They had things that were good, things that needed work, histories that were complicated and patterns that repeated. Nobody who was real was everything. Everything was what you said about someone when you hadn't found the edges yet or when you'd found them and chosen not to look directly.

he interrupted, “are done pretending you have any control. That’s why you’re here, screaming at me while your fans probably rewatch the video ten times.” I felt a shiver run through me…. not fear exactly, but fury. “You’re sick. And you know it.” He leaned back, lighting another cigarette. “Maybe I am. But at least I’m honest about it. Can’t say the same for Lisa. She’s a liar. She slapped me. She smiled while she hit me. And you? You’re just realizing the world isn’t as neat as your little perfect life made it.” I laughed, bitter and sharp. “Perfect life? You mean the life I built thinking I was with someone I could trust? That life? Gone. You and her made sure of that.”

When he didn’t immediately lift it, my smile sharpened into something dangerous. "You know what I do to liars," I said, my voice almost gentle. The way you’d tell a child not to play with matches. Liam stared at me, confused. I took a sip of my whiskey and then continued. "You know, there's nothing I despise more than liars and manipulators. I had a brush with one of those snakes years back that left me jaded for a long time after. You remember him, right?” “I do.” Liam replied. I could tell he was already getting uncomfortable.

"I guess I'm lucky then, because I feel exactly the same way." 'Liar. You're a liar lying to a man who's being completely honest with you. This is like Inception but with more guilt and fewer dream sequences. You're a fraud. A beautiful, well-intentioned fraud, but still a fraud.' He kisses my forehead and holds me even tighter, and I let myself sink into this moment of perfect peace, even though part of me—okay, most of me—knows I don't deserve it.

“Are you okay?” “Yes.” The lie slid past my lips as smoothly as butter. I was far from okay, but a part of me didn't want Kieran knowing. All it would do was hoing to add to his stress and that was the last thing I needed for either of us. “I'm fine.” “You're a terrible liar, Liana.” He let out slowly. His hands pressed against the wall behind me on both sides, and just next to my head. “Do you know that? I can see right through you and I think you forget that most times.”

What he would give to have his greatest worry be the toppings he wanted on a pizza he’d only pick the meat off before discarding. “Hey…” Jamie said, noting the dip in his mood. “It’ll be okay, you know.” She walked over to him, kneeling before him before cupping his face. “It’s fine, we’re fine. All those people that were after us…they’re after bigger fish now. You’re not tangled in a case and my mom’s not tangled in crime.” “You’re right.” He lied, wanting very much to drop the subject. It wasn’t that simple; it never was. Long-life species were masters at the wait game. It was difficult to believe they had simply gotten away in the end, so he wouldn’t.

The perfect liar. Because that’s what I am now, isn’t it? A liar. And tonight, I’m going to have to be the best one I’ve ever been.

Her voice broke as she shouted, "Randall Cahill, you bastard! You're divorcing me over something this small? What did I even do wrong? Did I cheat on you or betray you? Wasn't I just repaying a debt of gratitude?" For years, I'd grown used to her emotional outbursts and her accusations. But this time, I didn't want to endure them anymore. "Celina Buckley! Are you sure you're just repaying a debt of gratitude? The eyes don't lie. I always knew there was someone in your heart. I just never expected it to be Leo. "Now that you're carrying his child, are you finally satisfied? After years of longing, your wish has finally come true. What more could you possibly be unhappy about? You got exactly

He said I was a rotten liar, but it was Rylan who lied! "Today, Dad chased me out of my room and made me live in the stairwell. The stairwell is so dark and cold. I'm so scared, but I'm also afraid Dad will get even angrier if I say anything. Will Dad stop being mad if I keep being a good boy? Will he stop blaming me?" …

"I still don’t understand why I was treated as if I had leprosy or something. What was so repulsive about me? Natasha asked. William opened his mouth to speak but silence was all that came forth. “Come on, you have to at least tell me, I deserve to know, was I too pushy, too clingy, or was I just not good enough” "No, you were perfect," Liam said, halting her. He gently caressed her cheek, his words carrying a sense of sincerity. "You are perfect. Perhaps too perfect, which made me nervous and confused. I ended up messing everything up. I wish I could take it all back. I really wish I could”