Family Of Liars Novels & Stories

If their son is the way he is right now then you can guess how his parents are given that they raised him. Liam went after me for something I didn’t do and nearly destroyed my life in the process. You can imagine just how ruthless his parents probably would probably have gone after my parents for daring to accuse their precious son. “Why didn’t you tell anyone the truth?” Kim asked after some time. I scoff at her question before answering, “He is Liam Hale, a member of one of the most powerful families in the country. No one would have believed me. It would have been my word against his. Plus his family is powerful enough to sweep the issue under the rug”

” he slammed. “Then again, you're enjoying your dad’s wealth and have never worked hard for it.” His words provoked me. So, what if I made a mistake just now, what if I had misjudged? Anyone in my shoes would do the same, considering how they agreed to use my wife as bait in my presence and then failed to include me in their plans after I said no to using her. “You’re fucking self centred,” Liam continued. “Your entire family is in danger, your sister, your mum, everyone close to you and all you care about is just your wife. How dare you come from nowhere and spoil our plan!” He yelled, yet again.

Except behind all the lies and the filth underneath the nails of everyone. The Niv family runs a fraudulent investment firm that scammed broke college students into bankruptcy; the Toni family houses an arsonist son and a dope-dealing daughter. the families down Maple Street all protested to remove a black man from their cul-de-sac; the Slaver family covered up a hit and run that killed Mr. Nissa’s wife. It goes on and on.

Moretti’s black SUV was already parked behind the building, his silhouette leaning against the brick wall, arms folded, jaw tight. I stepped out of my car and approached. I didn’t bother with small talk. “You gonna tell me what this symbol means?” I asked, showing him the photo. He didn’t look surprised. Just… exhausted. “That symbol doesn’t belong to any syndicate you know,” he said. “Not the Leone family. Not the cartel. Not even the Bratva. It predates all of them.” “Then who?” I pressed. “They call themselves Il Cerchio Nero. The Black Circle.”

I stayed holed up in my room, refusing to get involved. I left Mom and Grandma Madeline to deal with the mob of debt collectors on their own, settling each debt one at a time. I only stepped out once everyone had left. They had been sitting in silence on the couch, but Grandma Madeline suddenly snapped, erupting and hitting Mom with a massive backhand. "You brought this on us, you wicked woman! You lured my son into faking his death! You're the reason Matthias is dead now. You've made me lose my son!"

I looked down at my untouched plate of food as goosebumps picked my skin. I watched as Liam stiffened, shoulders pulling in as if to shield himself from the world. I could see his fingers twitch as they curled into his palms, his nails biting into his skin. My wide eyes shot back to his mother as a smile parted her lips. “It was such a devastating event for us ,” she continued and I never felt disgust creeping up my gut so fast. “We barely managed to keep the event from leaking to the media as it would have caused a huge damage to the foundation. But thankfully, everything was brought under control…. In the end family is everything but our image is what is to be protected.”

In the bathroom, I picked up the tablet where I had surmised everything I could find out about the five families. The Roccis, Petrov, Liang, Jasquez. The Roccis are quite obviously the most violent out of the bunch, and the head of the Roccis, Damien, was as sneaky and as cunning as his sister, but then again, I guess that's what happens when you mingle with so many slimy politicians. Eventually, you become one. The Liang family was actually more low-key, with barely any news or updates about them. I only found out that they were into money laundering and the smuggling business. It was headed by the twins, Kai and Skye Liang, and their father, Mr Liang.

"The fact that he left after a fight was true. But the fact that he liked the girl so much that he was willing to leave for her was false. That girl didn't like him at all. He was actually harassing her. That's why the family didn't agree. And he wasn't that into her. So they were really angry with him. And this was a secret. They didn't want their family scandal to be published outside. Bet he thought I didn't know about this so he told us a sob story." "Wow. Tell me more." Lia wished she had some popcorn to listen the story with. It was just like a thrilling movie where the twist is finally revealed. "Maybe because all of them who knew the truth died, he is really confident about lying. Bu

Leaning on my back, I draw my legs to the chair, and to my chest, folding my arms over my knees, I chewed on my tongue. I didn’t know which hurt more. That everyone’s been keeping something so serious from me, or that Niko lied to me. Am I shocked that La famiglia is indeed involved in illegal dealings? Of course not. Like Tommy was quick to point out. They killed people for a living. Any and all form of insubordination is met with swift repercussions which often involve blood being spilled, did the thought of money laundering and the weapons seem that far-fetched? The thought of it left a bitter taste on my tongue.

I couldn’t hold back my frustration any longer and asked, “When I was growing up as an orphan, life was so hard, and I wished I had parents. Mom, Dad... you love me, don’t you?” The childish question hit them like a slap in the face. They stared at me, speechless and hesitant, but that hesitation was all I needed to see. Their faces paled, but they said nothing. I forced a smile, making it easier for them to uphold their lie. “I must be talking nonsense. After all, if you didn’t love me, why would you have brought me back into the family? You must love me a lot.” I didn’t wait for a reply. I just turned my back on them and headed to my room, leaving them with nothing but my stubborn retreat.