It's A Lie Novels & Stories

And her body, once proud and strong, grew weaker and thinner, but her eyes still burned with desperate hope that he might hear her pleas if she repeated them enough times. “Stefano, they lied to me as much as they lied to you, I was nothing but a soldier, I was used, I never wanted this, I swear to you, you are the only man I ever loved, the only truth in all my lies,” she cried one night when he pressed the cold barrel of his gun against her temple, not pulling the trigger but letting the weight of it speak for him. He shook his head slowly and whispered, “Love, you say, but love is not built on lies. Love is not a mask you wear until it rots and falls away, what you gave me was not love, i

“For those who don’t know, you tell us three statements about yourself—two of them true, one a lie—and we have to guess which one is the lie.” “I’ll start,” Zyra volunteered. “Okay, here are my three statements: One, I can play the piano. Two, I see the future. Three, I’m allergic to strawberries.” The pack members looked at her, trying to guess. “I think the lie is you seeing the future,” Kieran said. “No way, it’s the piano,” Elara countered. Zyra smiled. “Actually, the lie is that I’m allergic to strawberries. I love them.” “Wow, I didn’t know you could play the piano,” Seraphina said, impressed.

even when i don't deserve it. “Mom! I swear I am doing nothing wrong.” I said again lying and yet not. What is it called? White lie right? Apparently, my life is becoming just that. since the day i have come to know Aaron is my mate my life is just that. a big fat white lie. i am always hiding either from Aaron or from my families and friends. honestly, by now this relationship is looking more of a burden than a blessing.

she yelled at me, “What?” “Don’t try and act smart with me, you can lie to everyone but not to me. So, stop lying to me and Tell the truth” “I’m not lying to you, I’m happy to marry him. He loves me, I love him there is nothing to lie about beth” I said, looking at her. It’s hard to lie to her, she will not believe so easily.

It took all my willpower not to wince at my brazen lie, but it was all worth it when Lia deflated with relief. "Thank God," she clutched her forehead. "For a second, I thought that good-for-nothing piece of trash was back. That piece of absolute garbage would just drag in more trouble behind him." If only you knew, Lia. All Lia knew about Adrian's father were the lies I'd fed her. I told her he was part of an occasionally violent biker gang who blew into town and wooed me with promises of heaven and earth. After I got pregnant, he skipped town just as fast as he got in. It was not a well-thought-out lie, but I figured it was better than the truth. That the father of my child was a cold-blood

“Once you tell that first lie, you can’t ever be trusted again.” “What are you talking about, Dad? Are you talking about that car thing twenty years ago?” “One lie’s all it takes.” “I’ve told you a thousand times I didn’t take that car. Ten thousand times. I even proved it to you. What the hell’s it going to take to get you to believe me?” “They had a witness.” “It wasn’t me! I was taking a photograph on the other side of town. I had a witness. I couldn’t have been there.”

She intends to write a resignation letter tomorrow. "Is there even a job like that? Work anytime you want?" Leonora wondered. "Yes! There is one. This job of mine... Ahmp, it's just like working as an assistant." Lying is like a virus; it spreads extremely quickly. Carnation's lie grew larger and larger as she sought to conceal the truth. "Does such a thing exist?" "There already is." Carnation stood up for the lie, she even smiled to persuade her stepmother.

“It’s something that’s not true.” “Hmn. But I have a longer version which I want you to imbibe. As punishment, you will take a notebook and pen from the dressing table. Then you will write down this definition fifty times. A lie is any false information given with the intention to deceive. Can you repeat that, Sweetheart?” “A lie is any false information given with the intention to deceive.” Inara recited grudgingly but he ignored her countenance. “Good, you’re submitting it before bedtime. That should give you some work to do before I get back.”

I started, placing one hand on her shoulder to show temporary comfort. "I'll tell you about something called the almadate. My friend Luke, the tall one you must have seen with me on news, he invented it as a temporary means against the liar gas so when you told me you found out I was bisexual, the only way to protect myself was to lie." I sighed, moving further up the bed, drawing my knees to my chest and leaning my elbow against them. "But that's the same thing as lesbianism." She pointed out, a disapproving look on her face.

I swing open the fridge, grabbing a coke. “Yeah? When’s the last time you told a lie?” I ask Levi as I hold up a can of Coke. He nods and I toss him the can. “Yesterday. Told my mom her dress looked good when it was fucking hideous.” I crack open my soda and flop down on the couch beside Levi. I try not to smile, but a small chuckle escapes. “Yeah, well, that's a white lie. It’s different.” “How is it different?” “It’s harmless.”