Inked In Lies Novels & Stories

“Oh, so you’ve seen the papers, haven’t you?” “You said you were going to contact them to change it.” “I lied,” she answered carelessly. “You know, the same way you lied to Dylan Bass and told him my proposal was yours.” “That’s what this is about?” “What? You think I was just going to let you get away with pulling such a dirty trick? Of course, that’s what this is about? How does it feel to not be given the credit you deserve, Dominic? I bet it’s an amazing feeling.”

Pain flickered across Connor's face, and the fight finally ended. Jamie brushed himself off, pulled a folder out of the car, and tossed it at Connor. "Mr. Grayson, I dug up something pretty interesting. Wanna take a look?" Connor opened the folder. As he flipped through it, a look of disbelief appeared on his face. "This can't be true. This is bullshit!" he exclaimed. "You think I'd fall for this crap?" Jamie scoffed. "Do you think I'm lying? Go check it yourself. For someone who talks so much about getting revenge for his mom, you sure didn't care much about her when she was alive."

I said, trying to sound as calm as possible, but my voice still came out harsh. She froze, looking up at me from the doorway. "Yes?" "Where were you thiz morning t?" She blinked, then stepped in. "I was home. I went to bed early. You know that." "Really?" I raised the remote in my hand and clicked play. She stared at the screen. Her face was drained of color. I watched the exact moment the lie died in her throat. She didn’t say anything for a long time. "Why did you lie to me?" I asked quietly.

“You meant it enough to lie. You meant it enough to keep him in the dark and your fiancée, while stealing me from him.” Denver clenched his fists. “You told me you were happy that I had finally found someone to love, Marcus. You lied. Is there anything about you that’s real?” “Denver, I—” Marcus started, but the words faltered, guilt choking him. India stepped back, her dress whispering against the floor. “How long, Marcus? How many women have you been cheating with on me? How many lies have you told us?” Marcus’s voice was raw, pleading. “India, I love you. I do. Vanessa was hurt, and I was trying to console her when I became weak. I don’t want to lose you. I thought—”

It was going to be a hit. Also true, I bought the goddamn company. When Lia reached out to me about it, I wasn’t sure about her proposal. But when she said that she wanted to get rid of Bormann in her life and become independent… I told her to say no other word and accepted the offer. Lia made the company go on the verge of bankruptcy first. I didn’t even ask how she managed to do that. You don’t ask a soldier what methods they were using to survive at war.

“Then why does it look like you? Why does it sound like you?” “Because someone wants me destroyed,” Montez bit out, his voice low and feral. “And they’ve mastered the art of lies.” “It’s as if they’re all popping out of thin air.” She swallowed hard. “The exposé… the testimonies…” He scoffed, his lip curling. “Fabrications. Paid mouths and forged documents. They think they can bury me with rumors.” She clutched her phone tighter, the screen still showing headlines. MONSTER IN A SUIT: WOMEN SPEAK OUT.

"I thought, iba ang trabaho niya..." "And pinaghihinalaan din ng mga pulis na maaring nagtata-trabaho siya sa sindikatong kalaban ng agency... " Patuloy niya. Humigpit ang pagkakahawak ko sa kutsara. "Kung ganoon, matagal na pala siyang nagma-maskara." Natawa ako ng mapakla. "Hindi ko akalain na ang minsang naging parti ng kabataan ko ay isa palang masamang tao. World and the lies." Umiling ako. All this time she's deceiving us, her parents who trusted her so much, and me, who believes her that she's a good deed but we're all wrong. She's not.

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

"I... I'm sorry to have bothered you." I spun around and bolted for the exit, pushing through the revolving doors into the harsh afternoon light. ... I couldn't breathe. The taxi ride passed in a horrific, blurred haze. Every memory I had of the past few months felt like it was dissolving, twisting into a cruel, elaborate lie. 'Who is he?' The man I shared a bed with, the man whose ring was heavy on my finger, was a complete ghost. He had fabricated his entire life. He had lied about his job, his schedule, his identity. And I knew absolutely nothing about him.

Ethan's reaction to his wife's words, “ if you think that I'm lying then I will advise you to consider the evidence we have.” "You don't have any evidence, Jeri. And if you do, then they are all fake,” Mrs. Lucinda claimed. "Ohhh really?” Jeri chuckled. " Perhaps if you get to the police station, you will explain how our evidence is fake.” Darien's gaze shifted between the girls, his expression torn as he tried to figure out what to do. “You can't get me arrested, Jeri. Don't deceive yourself kid," Mrs. Lucinda responded with a malicious smile.