Funny Quotes Liars Novels & Stories

I smiled warmly back at him and we continued to play the game. I was called up next. My word was a ‘printer’. How the hell was I supposed to act that out? Were there other difficult ones in there as well? I bent my knees and began to show that something was coming out of my mouth. The crazy replies nearly threw me off my game. “Cholera!” “Sick” “Really bad singing!” “Orgasm!” Everyone broke into a fit of laughter. Even I couldn’t believe what Jay was saying. “Who the hell orgasms like that, Jay?” Luke asked, laughing hard as he looped his arm around Emily.

“Say it again. Louder this time. Or do you only know how to whisper behind people’s backs?” The smirk faltered. A nervous chuckle slipped from someone nearby, and suddenly Jeremy wasn’t the ringleader of a laughing crowd he was just a boy who’d thrown a stone too hard and realized it might ricochet. “Relax,” he muttered, hands sliding into his pockets. “It was a joke.” “No. It was cruel,” I shot back, my voice thick with something I hadn’t let myself feel in years anger that wasn’t folded into shame. “So here’s mine: find another hobby. Because spreading lies about me isn’t funny. It’s pathetic.”

"She hasn't had it easy? What about me, Julian?" "I was with you when you had absolutely nothing, and the moment you became Alpha, you betrayed me!" We had been in love for eight years. We had squeezed into leaky apartments and shared bowls of instant ramen together, where even adding an egg felt like a luxury. During the years I should have been my most beautiful, I didn't even own a decent dress. My parents called me a fool for it, and Chloe—hypocritically—called me a fool too. Only now did I realize that Julian had been mocking my stupidity in his heart all along.

Liam lost every game. Every single one. Spectacularly. At one point he was asked to identify baby products while blindfolded. He confused baby lotion with shampoo. Then somehow identified a teething ring as kitchen equipment. The entire garden erupted with laughter. Judith laughed so hard she nearly cried. "You are hopeless." Liam removed the blindfold. "I run multinational corporations." "You just called a pacifier a bottle opener." The laughter doubled. For once, Liam looked completely defeated. And somehow it made Judith love him a little more.

"When I say you lots are foolish, it'll look like an insult, when in the true sense it's actually a compliment. You lots are worse off, than being termed foolish. And Look, I am beyond appalled by your shallow-mindedness and the gibberish that's oozing out of your mouth." "Yeah, I know. There are other werelions out there, but should we wait for them to come to us, before we take 'em down. Nah, y'all should know better. But since, you lots do not know anything, I'll generously take the burden of educating you over and over again."

He asked “Turns out I’m a terrible fool” I said, as I sat down on a chair Lars nudged in my direction; he patted my shoulder as I did so. “Nooo!” cried Lise, at the same time Mathias let out a confused “Huh?” “Er” I blushed, looking down “Cos they’re meant to speak truth to power y’know? They’re the only ones who can get away with it cos they couch it in humourous terms?”

Sarah sighed. "Or if there were a filter to weed out compulsive liars," James added. "If there were, the apps would be empty," Michael said dryly, earning another round of laughter. I went back to my desk feeling a lot better. The humiliation was still there, but now it was shared, softened by laughter and similar stories. I wasn't "the idiot who got fooled by a fake professor" anymore. I was just one more person trying to navigate the minefield of modern dating.

For a few seconds, his expression remained neutral, but the moment he reached the bottom, his eyebrows lifted very slowly. "Nina." "What?" "Please tell me that's a joke." "It isn't." He read the line again and then laughed. Not a polite chuckle. A full laugh that forced him to lean against the car. I glared at him. "It's not funny." "It is a little funny." "It isn't." "Your sister wants a stripper." "My sister has lost her mind." Liam wiped at one eye. "I never thought I'd see the day." "You are enjoying this far too much."

He asked, signaling the bartender. We found a small table near the bar, and soon enough, we were deep in conversation, the minutes flying by effortlessly. Liam had this way of making me feel at ease, like I could let my guard down without worrying about judgment. He told me funny stories about his early days at the company, including an embarrassing incident with a photocopier that left me clutching my stomach with laughter. “You’re kidding,” I said between laughs, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. “I wish I were,” he said, grinning. “But no, I really did trip over the cord and send about a hundred copies of my butt flying through the office. Needless to say, I double-check all cords

“Quinna, you should be a little braver when you come across the man you love. You should try to break through all worldly restraints. You will only meet the most decent of men once in your lifetime. So, would you prefer to try and possess that man, or would you rather choose an ordinary one? “A lion will forever have multiple wives because it’s the king of the jungle. When have you ever seen a cock with a group of hen behind it? That’s because even animals understand this logic. You’re a smart woman, so I doubt you wouldn’t understand.” Javier’s logic actually caused Quinna to have the urge to laugh, especially when she imagined how a cock would have a group of hen following behind it, which