Her Lies Manga Novels & Stories

“I came too late, didn’t I, Lucy? “It’s alright. I’ll take you home now.” Gritting my teeth against the pain in my abdomen, I hoisted Lucy onto my back. “Wham!” The pain was so intense that my leg gave out. Lucy slipped from my grasp and hit the ground hard. “I’m sorry, Lucy!” I cried. Sinking to my heels, I tried to get her onto my back again. As I leaned close to Lucy, maggots crawled out of her pale, lifeless ears. The gruesome fact that Lucy was dead stared me right in the face.

" The words slipped out before I could stop them. To my surprise, Liam laughed softly. Not mockingly. Almost as if he appreciated the response. "You're free to decline, Ms. George." "Good." "However, I believe you may regret it." My jaw tightened. There it was, the bait, the mysterious opportunity, the vague promises, and the deliberate curiosity. Whoever this man was, he was very good at his job. Unfortunately for him, I was stubborn. "Then I guess I'll take my chances." Before he could respond, I ended the call.

Her eyes were bloodshot, filled with rage. "You said your price was nineteen million! Why is it fifteen now?" I bent slightly, leaning close to her ear, my voice a soft whisper. "And didn't you say your price was twenty million? Then why did it come out as eighteen?" Her pupils shrank violently. She opened her mouth, as if someone had seized her throat. "You can see them too? You can see them… then why don't you believe them?" I crossed my arms and looked at her as though she were a fool.

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."

"When I handed Jil over to you, you promised to love and protect her. Have you forgotten? Only a few years in, and this is what we get! We may be old, but we're not dead!" Harvey dared not cry out in pain and only grunted softly every time the spatula struck. He wanted to explain himself, only to open his mouth and close it again. "Just go. We don't want you getting hurt and blaming it on us later." Holding the spatula, Dad was about to close the door when Harvey, who had stayed silent the whole time, lunged forward and jammed his hand in the frame. "Please, let me talk to Jilian. I have something to tell her. I know that I've messed up, and I'm here to make things right. Please let me talk

I looked at the door, imagining her alone in that dorm room, probably replaying everything like I was. “I don’t know what happens next,” I said. River followed my gaze. “None of us do.” “But one thing’s clear,” I added. “Nothing’s the same anymore.” River nodded. “Yeah. The lie’s over." And somehow, even with everything shattered, I couldn’t help thinking that the truth—no matter how brutal—might be the first real chance she’d ever had to breathe. I just hoped this place didn’t crush her before she got the chance.

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

“I carried it quietly because it felt easier than admitting how much it hurt. I didn’t want it to become my whole story, nor did I want anyone’s pity.” Silence fell between them again until Nathaniel spoke, his voice lowered, unhurried, carrying an authority that made Serena listen. “It explains the scars on your ankles, the burn on your hand, and how you were always on edge around your parents. Serena, do you realize you chose to lie to me?" Serena looked away. Yes, it was true. When Nathaniel had asked her about her scars, she had lied. Back then, she said: “I burned myself while learning how to cook.”

The pain this time was sharper, pulling a gasp from me as my body refused to cooperate. “Hey… don't,” she said quickly, placing a hand lightly on my shoulder. "Easy. You're not in any condition to move yet.” I stilled, breathing felth heavier now. “What…" I swallowed, my throat dry. “What happened?" Her expression shifted. Not much, but enough. "You were injured,” she said carefully. That wasn't an answer. I frowned slightly as I tried to think, to reach back… and then it hit; The lights. The stage. The noise. Leonardo. The pull. A sound. A crack.