Romans & histoires Hate Liars Quotes

There was really no need for me to try to prove my point to her as she was going to turn everything to her favor and make it sound like I was the bad one . "Well I would tell you this ,I don't give two fucks about what think or what you are trying to prove at this points of your life ,you should be ashamed of yourself for getting into such disgraceful act ,you don't know how much I hate you ,I hate you with everything that I have lect and just so you don't know ,am coming for my shares and trust me when I say am going to have them back , don't think that am just joking ,I mean every word ,you better don't dare me "

“What are people saying about you?” “Many things.” “That’s not an answer.” “No,” he agreed calmly. “It isn’t.” My frustration grew sharper now. “Why marry somebody publicly if you hate people?” “I don’t hate people.” “You monitor them through walls.” “People are unreliable.” “That sounds exactly like hate.” “Perhaps.” He said. That answer unsettled me more than denial would have. I folded my arms tightly again. “You know what? Fine. Whatever. I’ll do your stupid training.” “You sound enthusiastic.”

Every move said the same thing: he was in his element. This was a game. And it belonged entirely to him. I was already playing, whether I wanted to or not. “You know,” he said, his voice softening, almost coaxing, “I don’t like liars.” My chest tightened. “There is nothing I hate more than a liar,” he went on, his tone controlled, dangerous. “Because, do you know how dangerous a liar is?” I shook my head quickly, eyes wide. "No, I didn’t...." I tried to explain

“Why would I even be jealous? I don’t even feel anything for you. You’re everything I hate, Liam. I detest you so much. Your playboy reputation, stupid narcissism, expensive cologne. I hate your face and your suit.” “And lastly, I hate rich people and you’re not an exception.” “Do you know that means? You could go to hell and back Liam, but I certainly won’t feel anything for you.” I concluded. “Okay.” he responded. I could swear I heard nothing at all. Wait what? I told him all that and he just replied me with an 'okay'? “Really? Okay? Are you being serious now?” I asked him. “Yeah I am.” he replied.

There was silence for a few minutes, he then stood up and came to my front. "Remember someone once said…you can do something, anything, and everything if you want to". I cursed silently how was that helping? This stranger had just ruined my mission! He doesn't even know why I would take such an act. I tried to close my eyes,, but something drew me to this man, it was his smile. From his posture, he looked like a handsome young man, and his smile had said it all. This guy was a weirdo, he stretched his arm towards me to get up and leave. We didn't even know each other, yet I must say he was a foe and hero at the same time. I reject his offer by standing up by myself to show that I wasn't a we

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.

“Wha-what? You mean all those words you said to me were never real? You lied?” “Of course I lied. Don’t ever deceive yourself Kira. I-hate-you! I hate the ground you walk on. I cannot stand taking the same air that you breathe. I hate your stupid smile. I hate the sound of your voice. I hate your blotted up body. Have you even looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You look like a bag of wool. I hate every single thing about you. You disgust me as much as anything I can think of. I don’t ever want to see your face again”

The meat you just grilled," She said without an ounce of hesitation as a grin break through his lips. He hummed in response, pretty pleased by her every answer. "Is there anything you hate the most?" She asked. "I hate liars," He rasped while sipping his wine. She lowered her eyes giving a faint nod. "And you?" He asked. "I hate everything," She whispered before placing the glass to her lips, her eyes raising to meet his gaze, "except you," She teased cooly and his eyes darkened though he flashed her a charming wolfish grin, his pearly white teeth on full display, those jade eyes crinkled at the corners giving him such an enchanting look.

He stated lowly. I clear my throat. "Alright then. Moving on-" "You don't believe me," He observed lowly. His voice shook the cell with a gentle force. "Whether I believe you or not doesn't matter." I explain. He stays quiet for a moment. "I hate liars," He says finally. It sounds like one of the ten commandments, like thunder and lightening should be striking as he speaks. "I will always be honest." I smile, crossing my legs. "Well I appreciate that."

The guilt inside me became unbearable. I could not take it anymore. “Alexander,” I whispered shakily. He removed his suit jacket without answering. I walked closer carefully.“Please talk to me.” Still nothing was said by him and tears gathered painfully in my eyes. “At least say something.” Finally, he turned toward me,his face looked extremely cold. “One thing I hate,” he said quietly, “is being lied to.” I froze as he continued. “And I hate people trying to manipulate me.” His words pierced directly through my chest. “Alexander—”