I Know Everything Novels & Stories

I say in total surrender raising my hands into the air as away that shows total surrender. I Know am just buying time but at the end of that day, she has to know everything. I mean she is the only confidener that I have alongside mom. “ Oh, hope you are now going to tell me everything to the smallest detail without having to lie to me. ” She asks. “ I know you have the ability to extract anything that you want from me. Tye only thing that I need right now is to first take a cup of coffee and then you will know everything.”

He muttered. "Uhm... Work...yeah work, I got a new job, the pay is really nice," Kim stuttered. Kim couldn't help but applaud herself inwardly for making up such convincing lie in a second. "A new job?" Josh muttered staring intently at her. "Kim, if I find out that you involved yourself in any shady business and you are lying to me, I'm really going to be mad at you, for real," "I'm not lying Josh, why would I?"

Asfand mumbled as he stood up. Aamiya also got up, behind him and stopped him from moving by holding his hand. "Why?" She asked. “Why can't I? What is it that I'm not aware of?" She shouted. Asfand turned and grabbed her by her shoulders. "Because you are my wife." Aamiya was shocked. Asfand’s eyes were full of rage. “No. That's not possible, you're lying. Yes, I admit I lied about licking Ahmad to find out what is being hidden from me, but I refuse to believe this.” She spoke, taking a step back.

"All I know is that I'm in severe pains, and nothing can bring me happiness o Cult is not idle anything from me." I know all of this is just a game going on in my mind, round and round circles.

Dustin’s face remains unreadable, but his words echo in my head, suffocating me. The knowledge I prided myself over… He had it before I even got it. Of course, how could I forget? Dustin Landric…always knows everything.

F***. Taking a deep breath, I stood up. "Yes?" "Answer?" "I don't know," He glared at me, almost baffled. I was certain that he wasn't able to take in my sudden response. "You... what?" He raised his eyebrows. "I said, 'I don't know', sir," I repeated, trying my best to sound polite. "Oh!" He chuckled. "You don't know!?" Averting my eyes to the ground, I gulped.

"Everyone knows what?" "Everyone knows you are not right. Everyone knows there is something wrong with you." I stood and my chair scraped against the stone and my voice was sharp. "There is nothing wrong with me." "There is. There is something wrong with you." "There is not." "There is." I stepped closer and my hands were shaking and my voice was loud. "You do not know anything about me." "I know enough." "You know nothing." "I know you are dangerous." "I am not dangerous." "You are."

"I don't know how...but you look good in everything you wear." "I know you are my fangirl but I need your help here." What does he mean by that? Does? he know that I like him?

Because she must share this blazing indignation that consumes me. She answers immediately. — Cassandre? Is everything okay, my dear? I close my eyes, inhale, then I drop the bomb, in a cold voice. — Mom… It’s over. A leaden silence. — Over? What do you mean? I walk, my footsteps echoing on the floor like sentences. — They know everything. Every single thing I’ve done. Every maneuver, every lie, every secret. Everything has been uncovered. My throat tightens, but my voice remains hard, relentless.

He was terrified of losing me and our home. There was a pause on the other end before Jones replied softly, "Carlen, we don't know where she went. But you know Irene. Once she's made up her mind, it's hard to change it." A wave of guilt and anguish crashed over him. Carlen collapsed to the floor, covering his face with his hands as tears slipped through his fingers. He knew he had to find me, no matter what it took. He wanted to let me know how sorry he was. He truly couldn't live without me.