Karma Liar Quotes Novels & Stories

“But don’t you worry about that-” "Iris?" Alexandria's eyes widened, and she looked hurt. “Will Marcus also make me quit acting? I know- I know I’m not as big as you.” Alexandria’s hand grabbed hold of my arm, “That’s a criteria huh? To quit- I’m not as big as you were but-” I shook my head. “No-no little one.” I reassured her, “I quit on my own. No one can ever force you to do so.” She seemed to sigh in relief,

Consent I smiled at what he said. "Oh my God, of course, I'm not and will never be." I said. He grinned and nodded. “You are also ambitious, I already scored at me and then you're still so ambitious that I'm jealous You're really thick, Dave.” He lost his mischievous smile and looked at me seriously. "You're still a liar, Brii." He became serious. “Quit staring at me. I know I'm beautiful, but I'm not a liar.” I averted my eyes from it and my hand searched for my clothes. “You can come out now, Dave. You are done with your goal in my body.”

"You lost some things in your life and I guess that is karma for you." "Don't you dare bring up my loss when it was my wife, my unborn child that I lost in an accident! I was lied to by a woman who said she was pregnant with my child, so don't think I will believe you that easily. I didn't know sh^t about that situation, so why is it that I'm suffering? I never knew you existed, I still think you're lying," I stood up, "If you think that this is a game, you will get what's coming to you and keep Elona out of your f^cking schemes," I hissed before walking out of his office.

I said but he did not laugh. Instead he asked carefully, “And what did you tell her?” “That it sounded insane.” I said. “I mean, who believes such nonsense?” That was when he finally spoke quietly. “I’ve heard things like that before.” Liam said as I studied him carefully. “Oh?” “Yes.” “You mean you actually believe it?” “I believe there are things people don’t understand.” That answer immediately sharpened every suspicion I already carried. “So if someone tells you they died before and came back, you’d accept it?”

I only felt attached to him more, only to realize that I shouldn't have. "Well, isn't this just disappointed." Liam muttered sarcastically before his foot pressed down on the gas pedal as far as it would go and the car went racing down the road once again. My chest tightened and I could feel my heart picking up its pace to meet the vehicle's high speed. So much for we need to talk, huh? ______________ People usually said Karma is a bitch but for me, as of that very moment, regret was even bigger of an asshole.

I don't know but obviously, he doesn't get tired of it. "I already know," I said, trying to cover up my embarrassment. "That's not what you were saying just now in the car." Vince winked. "I can't believe you lied to me," I said, trying to sound fierce. I squared my shoulders and crossed my arms. I wished I had put on something nicer than a simple black blouse and a denim skirt. Damn Vince. Could he be more annoying? He laughed, his eyes crinkling at the ends. "It's called karma." His sexy voice was right beside my ear, his breath warm. "But right now, I just want to finish what we started."

I might be naive but I was not an idiot. This was something I somehow found hard to believe. If Liam was a player he wasn't a saint either, I was weirdly sure about that but I didn't reply and just nodded. "We should get going. It's getting late," I muttered. "You haven't eaten," He remarked. "I am not hungry," I murmured. "Truth is like bitter medicine Sofia, and lies are like cupcakes. They look great, tastes great but overconsumption could be dangerous for health," "I don't know what I did to deserve that assessment," I said sweetly.

We started with bumper cars. Liam claimed he hadn’t driven one since he was ten. Which was a bold-faced lie, because he cornered me like a professional and rammed my car so hard I screamed and hit the accelerator out of sheer betrayal. “You said you were bad at this!” I yelled, laughing. “I lied. I was built for war.” “Do you play bumper cars on Wall Street?” “Only emotionally.” Next came the cotton candy stand. Liam stared at the puffy swirl like it had personally insulted his stock portfolio.

Though it sounded funny that a bitch like Laura was the one telling me my personality. "2. She likes to brag about cooking though she can't cook well" Gosh! That's a lie! Everybody knows I'm a good cook" I screamed inwardly "Wait, she can not cook well? That sounds like envy! Kiara hasn't cooked for her before!" Liam protested "It's okay. I understand the reason behind her action" I faked a smile though I was burning inside. "3. She was known to be hardworking" It's not like she is wrong about that

Finally, he wrote: “It’s not what it looks like. I promise. But I understand if you can’t believe that right now.” He didn’t send it. Because sometimes, even truth can sound like a lie when it comes too late. Across the city, the lights dimmed. The world quieted. But in the silence, stories kept spinning a thousand versions of what happened, none of them real, all of them believed. By dawn, Amara’s name was trending. Her poetry page overflowed with comments. People called her brave, foolish, naïve, strong everything except human. And Liam? He became the villain again.