I Know Everything Novels & Stories

He can't believe of what he just saw. ”By the way, you mean to say is that you know everything?" “Yes i do” “Every little thing about me?” “Yes” “Every single memories I have?” “Just shut up and accept it. I saw everything. I know everything and I can even let it flash right in front of your face to makenyou believe of it” “Then... you know where are we right now?

Only monsters did that. “Bravo, Paul Jackson!” Darius said smiling coldly, giving Paul a fake round of applause. “You deserve an award for the best liar here… Because this was a great story… But, you see, you and I both know it’s nothing but a fabrication. I’ve always been right here. Always! If you’d truly wanted to find me, you would have. You are after all Paul Jackson… With your limitless fortune and resources, nothing you want can be out of reach.”

Brielle's POV I already told you the truth. It's up to you if you want to believe it or not. I can't force you to believe me!" He said. "How do you even know so much about me?" I asked him. He knows everything there is to know about me and I don't even know who he is besides his name. What is this?!

“Have you broken the snow globe as yet? It can only do so much.” Puzzled with awe, I gaped at the mention of that and remained silent as my brows furrowed. How could she know the bulk of information that she was disbursing? Unless she was who she claimed to be. No. My heart and soul repudiated it. Not her. “I know everything.” She reiterated, injecting an extra dose of venom into that last word. “Everything.” Shaking my head, I recoiled, clenching my hands. The heat of my glare lingered on her. She winced under its subjection and defiantly stayed on my warpath.

“—I’LL KILL YOU—.” “—YOU ALREADY ARE!” she screamed back, taking a few seconds to cough before continuing. “…But don’t you dare say I don’t know you. I know EVERYTHING about you. *Everything*. I know about your father and his abusive treatment. I know about Kieran, about how you still dream of him every night. I know about the day you were adopted, the children you hurt… I know about your first kill, how when your father handed you that manila folder, it caused you so much anxiety that you threw up in the toilet for hours afterwards.”

“Don’t you know everything?” I stuck out my tongue. Henry was a bit like the older brother I’d never had. Whereas he planned every moment of his life and found great pleasure in alphabetizing his comics, I was more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants kind of gal with a side of overconfidence in my ability to accomplish tasks. “I’ve never said I know everything,” I countered. “I’m pretty sure your exact words a few weeks ago were, ‘I know everything and you know nothing.’”

"She knows everything she needs to know about me. That's how I got myself in here." I remember trying to lie about my age, but I knew I wasn't a good liar, so I didn't bother trying hard. Besides, she'll know anyway. No secret are left uncovered. Everything will be put to light at the end of the day. He shrugged his shoulders. "Interesting," he briefly commented.

, he smiled at me. Spoken like a true fool. In this world, only the rich can truly enjoy life and I plan to be one of those people. If I ever want to be one of those people, I need to ditch this loser and find new friends. But given my good girl act, I couldn't just tell him to stay away from me as I needed to keep everyone in my good books. Even this fool, unfortunately. * * * *

He rejoiced as he moved forward as if to hug me. "Uhm... sorry, but do I know you?" and how do you know about my family?! "No, but I know everything about you! I know you were born on the 17th of April 2000 and your mom gave natural birth to you. I know you started your period on the 13th of January 2014. I know you have secretly had an attraction towards Taine Mecer since 8th grade. I know you hate most people and wish you could have also died with your family. I know you want to become an astronaut one day. I know you hate the colour pink but love the colour purple. I know you cry whenever you see an animal get hurt. I know that when you concentrate really h

The anger was easier than the fear, so I held onto it, straightening up. "Because I'm completely lost right now. Genuinely. I don't know why you had to come to this restaurant out of all the many others in this city. And I don't know what you're trying to tell me right now so please—" I exhaled, dropping my voice. "Just say it." He looked at me for a long moment. Something shifted in his expression — a decision being made. "I know everything, Madea." I went still. The kind of still that starts in your stomach and spreads outward. *Everything.* The word tasted strange on my tongue. What did he mean by that?