Hate Liars Novels & Stories

"Me, pretend, I hate pretense so why will I pretend, I really didn't see you, Actually,....I'm sorry, I usually zone out like really bad....." "I'm not someone to be deceived easily, I said and pushed her to the couch'. "I hate women who desperately try to get my attention and above all I hate liars". "You're hurting me!!!", "This is less compared to what I'll do to liars". I climbed on her using my knees to cage her thighs together, I watched the mood swings on her face but I wouldn't give a damn about it. "I'm not a liar, Get off, I........." "I looked down at my exposed legs, You really wanna get me in bed, don't youuuu?"

“Adrian, you do know me.” “Not enough.” “Then ask me.” I hesitated. “What’s something you hate?” She didn’t even pause. “People who chew with their mouths open.” I snorted. “That’s it?” “And liars,” she added quietly. “I hate liars.” Her words struck a chord, I was lying to her—about so many things. I reached for the notebook, flipping to a fresh page. “Tell me more.” Lena watched me for a long moment before taking the pen from my hand. She wrote in silence for a while, her movements quick and sure. Then, finally, she handed it back.

She blinked, obviously taken aback by the question, “I – uh – I work freelance. Online. I… I do little jobs here and there. I didn’t mean any real harm.” “Little jobs?” I tilted my head. “Like publicly humiliating women in parks and filming it?” I watched her expression as she realised what I was talking about. “It was just a video. People were talking about her already. I thought – it would get traction.” “And it did,” I said, “But at her expense. Do you think my wife is just some toy for your foolishness?” She shifted again in her seat, eyes darting anywhere but me. I leaned forward and rested my forearms on the desk. My voice dropped a tone lower, “Do you know what I hate more than liars?

"They say you seem too close with Kevin. They think maybe you're starting to fall for him too, and if that's the case..." Aurora raised an eyebrow, starting to feel uncomfortable with where this conversation was going. "And if that's the case, then what?" Lia seemed hesitant to continue. But eventually, she said, "People are starting to compare. If you really do get close with Kevin, they say you two are a match. Both friendly, both good at playing. Some even say... well, maybe you're a playgirl too." Aurora froze. The atmosphere fell silent in an instant. She stared at Lia in disbelief.

I had already learned not to give him the satisfaction. Instead, I turned away, walked down the steps, and pretended I couldn’t feel the mud squish between my toes. He followed me with his eyes the whole time. I felt it—like heat against the back of my neck. That stare of his. Heavy. Focused. I didn’t know it then, but that stare would haunt me for years. It wasn’t the last time he called me names. He had a collection of insults just for me. “Vulture Vee,” “Creepy Vee,” “Vee the Invisible.” He was creative like that. Every week, a new version of me he hated.

"Regardless of our packs’ enmity, I married her because she’s my woman. My mate." Mate? The word hit me like a slap. I almost choked on air. Was that a lie? I turned to him, searching for any flicker of deceit. But his expression was unshaken, utterly sincere. Veronica froze. Her eyes widened, lips parting in visible shock. "So stop trying to put her down," Vladimir continued firmly, "because she’s my mate." His tone left no room for argument. Veronica’s gaze darted to me, disbelief written all over her face. "This is a lie, right? You two aren’t actually—"

I think he's only trying to get me to like him, and accept him. Hillarial pushed his gaze back to Lianna, "your lover made a mistake collecting what's not his from me, and he thinks he could get away with it just like that.. he lies..! I'll make him pay! He'll pay.. mercilessly…! So mercilessly.. and I'm going to begin with you, right here and right now! So tell him to stay off my track!" I could feel the boiling of his tone as he spoke, leaving no wall uncooked. Lianna's words were faint, I couldn't even grasp a particular word she tried to spill.

I think he's only trying to get me to like him, and accept him. Hillarial pushed his gaze back to Lianna, "your lover made a mistake collecting what's not his from me, and he thinks he could get away with it just like that.. he lies..! I'll make him pay! He'll pay.. mercilessly…! So mercilessly.. and I'm going to begin with you, right here and right now! So tell him to stay off my track!" I could feel the boiling of his tone as he spoke, leaving no wall uncooked. Lianna's words were faint, I couldn't even grasp a particular word she tried to spill.

She was trying too hard to impress him and that was what he despised the most. He hated when they threw themselves at him, acting so desperate. Women who were desperate always had a plan in mind which involved taking a man to bed and claiming that they were pregnant. Lisa was one of those women who made up stories just to get what she wanted and Liam knows exactly what she wanted so he wouldn't let himself fall into such a trap else he would have to kill her, if she dares to Blackmail him. "Is Kim alright? He looked very angry when he was heading out"

I really can't comprehend how he became a national idol. Screw you, you're ugly! Your whole family's ugly! It was just a couple days before the new year, and Hilda was so infuriated that she jumped out of her bed in the middle of the night to look for her computer. She wanted to fight those haters! How can I let you slander my beloved husband? In fact, she was so angry that she wasn't even interested when Nathan tried to fool around with her. At that moment, she was sitting in front of the computer. Nathan sulked while he watched Hilda having a virtual catfight with the haters, and he snuck a glance at the vicious comments.