It's A Lie Novels & Stories

In court, faced with the mountain of evidence, Louis was deathly pale. In order to avoid paying damages, he actually stated outright that the proposal was completed independently by Flora, and that the plagiarism was her personal action, having nothing to do with the firm. Sitting in the plaintiff's seat, I watched coldly as he pushed all the blame onto Flora. This was the man I had loved for ten years. When things went wrong, his first reaction was to shirk responsibility and save his own skin. But even so, he still faced a massive penalty.

she said with concern written in her voice. I nodded as I waved an assuring smile. “Yes, I’m okay.” “Then what was that about Damian claiming that you were his?” She asked. “Promise you won’t freak out.” I pleaded and she nodded. “You know that stuff I said about being sold off to a billionaire…blah blah.” I said and she nodded correspondingly. I paused, “that was about me.” She didn’t react. More like she didn’t understand. “I’m being sold off to Damian Cooper as a slave in the disguise of a bride!” I said.

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

"When you spread lies that I was a servant and turned the whole campus against me, did that make you feel dignified? When you threw the bloodstained sheets into my washbasin and tried to force me to wash them, did that make you feel dignified?" Her lips moved, but no words came out. "The real poverty is inside you, not in your bank account. You think the world owes you everything. When you can't have something, you resent the people who do. You hate them and try to destroy them. You think everyone owes you, so you turn the whole world into your enemy. Viola… That's the most pathetic thing about you." Her mouth opened, but she could not speak. Then, she lowered her head, her shoulders shaking

"Can I help you?" "Ari, don't be mad. Hear me out," he rushed out. "What happened with Iris was an accident. I've already thought it through on the way here—I'll send both of them abroad immediately. They'll never come back for the rest of their lives. You won't have to worry about anything else. This is my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you, and I shouldn't have gone behind your back with her… but I know how wrong I am now. There's really nothing between us. You're my one and only. Please don't misunderstand!" What a ridiculous excuse. What cheap love.

“Watch your mouth.” Seeing how she refused to let go, I thought for a moment, then spoke calmly, “Wasn’t me going abroad exactly what you wanted? You pretended to be bullied so I’d take the humiliation and the beatings for you—what, your goal was achieved and you’re still unhappy?” All the color drained instantly from Lena’s face. Her eyes widened, her pale lips trembling nonstop. “You—you knew... everything... Harry, I can explain... I—” I shrugged. “But I don’t accept explanations.”

"How is it going to pass when someone just woke up one morning and decided to destroy all that I built up with bloody lies, Mum!" She leaned in and wiped away a tear from my cheek. "The truth does not go away just because someone wakes up and tells a lie," she said. "It waits. Waits for the noise to die away so that it can speak again." I sneered bitterly. "That sounds poetic. But it's not the truth that is trending, is it? It's the lies. And my PR team is as useless as the post is. They can't even delete one piece of fake news."

⁠ “It doesn’t c‍h‍ange the tr‌uth.” Truth, th‍at⁠ word agai⁠n. I lea‍ned in, my voice dropping into‍ something poisonous a⁠nd intimate. “Then tel‌l me the truth, L⁠il⁠a. Tell me⁠ w‍hy my br‌ot‍her lied to you and why‌ he hid his real name from you, his lover does that make any sense to you?. Why did he vanish without a goodbye.”⁠

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I loved the wrong man, he was my first and someone quoted it right ‘First is always a lie’ “Lana, baby, look at me…” “And you lied about my parents,” His neck locked, “No! I didn’t lie about anything, little one, what is wrong with you,” His caught red-handed guilt replied this time, the look on his face was clearly exposing him, he wasn’t that good hiding himself,