It's A Lie Novels & Stories

"When I handed Jil over to you, you promised to love and protect her. Have you forgotten? Only a few years in, and this is what we get! We may be old, but we're not dead!" Harvey dared not cry out in pain and only grunted softly every time the spatula struck. He wanted to explain himself, only to open his mouth and close it again. "Just go. We don't want you getting hurt and blaming it on us later." Holding the spatula, Dad was about to close the door when Harvey, who had stayed silent the whole time, lunged forward and jammed his hand in the frame. "Please, let me talk to Jilian. I have something to tell her. I know that I've messed up, and I'm here to make things right. Please let me talk

Like he'd changed what he was going to say at the last second. "That's bullshit." "Excuse me?" "You were going to say something else. Don't lie to me." "I'm not lying." "Yes you are. You do this thing where your voice gets all flat when you're lying. It's a tell." "I don't have a tell." "You absolutely have a tell." I stepped closer to him, getting in his space now. "Just admit what you were going to say." "There's nothing to admit." "Liar." "Thalia, drop it."

But this… this messαge… thαt photo… It looked so fucking reαl. I felt like throwing the phone αcross the room. But it wαs too lαte. Liαnα hαd αlreαdy seen it. “Liαnα‚ bαby‚ pleαse! It’s not whαt you think‚ okαy? Thαt girl’s lying. It’s fαke. I didn’t touch her. I sweαr on my fucking life‚ I didn’t touch her! You hαve to believe me. Pleαse‚ bαby..."

"I'm sorry, baby." Liam walked into the kitchen. He was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, his hair messy. He took one look at her face, at the smoke, at the phone on the counter, and he knew. "What is it?" he asked, his voice instantly alert. "Vanessa," Aurora whispered. Liam picked up the phone. He read the headline. His jaw tightened. "It's a lie," he said. "A provable, absolute lie." "It doesn't matter," Aurora said, sinking onto a stool. "The world doesn't care about proof. They care about the story. And the story is... I'm a monster."

he spat. "That's not what the guys are saying," I lied. It didn't matter if it was true yet. Once a lie is whispered loud enough, it becomes the truth. "They’re saying you bet the guys in the frat that you could get the 'Ice Queen' to melt before the midterms. It’s a classic move, really. A bit unoriginal, but effective." "Shut your mouth," Kai growled. He stepped into my space, his chest nearly touching mine.

he lied. The other council members were looking at him also. One of their expressions, Katherine, said she did not believe a word he was saying. The other expressions remained blank. " That's a lie , your son was rude and acted smug towards us. From the minute he turned up to help us with the dark witches ", Derek snapped. " Derek ", his father said. He looked at him as if to say, calm down son. " I'm sorry about that , but my son was most upset when he got back here , they all were for how your son spoke to them and acted towards them , like I said we were led to believe what we had been doing was wrong , and that was what you had come here to discuss " Derek's father explained.

On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

“That’s…” He shook his head slowly. “I wish I’d seen that.” I laughed softly. “It wasn’t nearly as dramatic as you’re imagining.” “I doubt that.” I continued anyway. “I walked them through everything.” “The fake infertility report.” “The domestic violence allegation.” “The financial fraud.” “The manipulation.” “The conspiracy.” I swallowed. “And then I ended by telling them…” I looked directly at him. “‘The truth does not become a lie simply because someone famous tells it.’” The room became very quiet.

"That's a lie. Maybe you should feel it. But I'm telling you, I'm not hard at all. Just wanted to hug and kiss you" "Liar" she brushed her ass again over my dick, this time she leaned in so well and made sure she felt everything. "I felt it. You're hard." She giggled. "I'm hard, yes. I'm fully erected and I want to fuck you so hard this evening" "Dream on" "You see. You said dream on. That means, you lied when you said you felt it" "I'm not lying. " "That was my hand down there that you felt"

It felt as if every bone in my body had been broken—I collapsed to the floor, my eyes empty and unfocused. The child I had carried for 9 months had become a blade piercing my heart. The overwhelming grief and despair nearly tore me apart—I collapsed, pain nearly causing me to faint. Seeing my pale face, Jack rushed forward in a panic—but Joanna quickly clung to his arm. “Jack, Laura is just trying to trick you.” “She’s afraid of being punished, so she’s pretending to be sick to get sympathy. Think about it. When she donated her cornea, her body was perfectly fine.”