Hate Liars Quotes Novels & Stories

I shout at her as I hear her footsteps descend in the other direction. "Sucker," Finn smirks, pressing his butt further into my head, before finally getting up. I make an exaggerated cough sound as I flick my now-falling-out hair from my face. I can feel lines indents in my face, from the lounge. "Wow, that's an attractive look." "I hate you," I growl with a huff. He grins wickedly, putting Netflix on. "Should have done what I asked the first time." I give him the finger. He grins, forming a love heart with his hands, which only makes me even madder.

he replied, sounding almost dismissive. My jaw clenched, feeling a surge of anger and disappointment. "You disgust me, Brian. Truly. For all the hurt you’ve caused—deliberate or not—know that it will haunt you. Every decision you make, every regret you ignore, will eventually catch up with you. Mark my words, Brian," I told him, voice low but firm, filled with an unshakeable resolve.

Fake-deep quotes about loyalty from rappers he doesn’t even listen to. Oh, and the captions? “Hustle. Loyalty. Respect.” Bro, you’re not a wrestler. You’re a nepotistic baby with a trust fund and protein farts. I dove into the comments. Verified models. Blue checkmarks. Lots of “🔥🔥🔥” and “you up?” from accounts that screamed escort or clout leech. Next stop: T*****r. Even worse. He reposted a tweet about AI replacing humans with the caption “Scary but kinda dope ngl.”

“You look so innocent but of course looks could deceive” That hurt bad. He was bipolar indeed. “I don’t understand…” “You don’t know what you did wrong?”, He laughed, it was a bitter laugh, “Adding to that you are a very good liar too- but the thing is that I hate liars” “What did I ever do to you Xavier, why do you hate me so much?, we were just fine a few moments ago” “I hate deceivers so don’t take it personally” “I never deceived you”, He laughed again.

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”

“I… I am sorry okay? We weren't thinking at all. We just entered anywhere. You know how these things happen.” Nathaniel gave a sarcastic-looking smile. “No, I don't.” “I am sorry okay?” Chloe was amused by their display of understanding. “Y-yes, we are sorry,” Lucille butted in, Chloe just had to roll her eyes. “Aren't you supposed to be working, Lucille?” “I…I…” Nathaniel cut her short. “If I decide to fire you right now, I won't be wrong you know?” Lucille gulped as everyone's eyes stayed on her. “I am sorry.”

She said as she look at him like his a piece of candy. Lila eyes me but I shrugged at her. "Wow they are all hotty! " Lila said still looking at them and I kick her behind the table. " What?" She glared at me. "Stop drooling and eat!" I said to her. "What your not interested?" Laura asked me this time. "Nope!" As I munching my fried now. I love fries than those six pack boys there. "Are you a lesbian!" And almost choked my fried on my throat.

“And don’t even get me started on Nicholas Sparks books and Nora Roberts. What do they know about love? I’ll tell you – nothing, nada. Delusional little people. Ugh. Do you want to know about love? I’ll tell you – it sucks! S-U-C-K-S. It is stupid and you should never love again. No one should ever love again.” Evan whispered to Zivah in a low tone. “Do we have to stay here?” Zivah nodded. “Yes, at least now she’s talking to us. Yesterday she was talking to the Ice cream tub, complaining about how those love quotes are all lies and the whole world is filled with hate.” She paused, pointing at the two empty Ice cream tubs. “She ate it all. In one sitting. That’s DEFCON 2.” “What’s DEFCON 1?”

“Do you hate me so much that you think I would joke with my life like that?” His hand dropped immediately, the softness vanishing as though it had never been there. “I hate liars,” he said. His eyes darkened, something restless and dangerous flickering behind them. “I hate them deeply. And lying is what you do best. You lie to me with ease. Tell me why.” My throat closed. The words refused to come. I swallowed hard, but it did nothing to ease the burning behind my eyes. I stayed quiet, staring at the sheets, afraid that if I spoke, I would shatter completely.

I smirked and watched him flounder and make a fool of himself. “Did I say that? Unless the information came from me, then you should not believe it. Every word that did not come out of my mouth were fallacies and lies woven by people like you who wanted to ruin me and bring harm to the people I love.” I spat the words out. I hated to think that people like Greg Combs would not stop at anything to get what they wanted. These people are dangerous and not to be trusted with. “You don’t know how to love, Lucas Sanders. You only knew how to make your money work for you.”