Kiss Me Liar Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Are you okay?” “Yes.” The lie slid past my lips as smoothly as butter. I was far from okay, but a part of me didn't want Kieran knowing. All it would do was hoing to add to his stress and that was the last thing I needed for either of us. “I'm fine.” “You're a terrible liar, Liana.” He let out slowly. His hands pressed against the wall behind me on both sides, and just next to my head. “Do you know that? I can see right through you and I think you forget that most times.”

“I’d rather be a nun than let you… “Mmm…” He shut her up with another kiss. “I hate women who are not honest. You enjoy it, yet you pretend as if you’re appalled by it. Liar.” His lasting and overbearing kiss robbed her of all senses. Her breathing became uneven and her body heated up. Liam’s hoarse voice sounded beside her ear. Before she knew it, his bewitching tone made her fall deeper… “Lady, be more honest. If you want it, say it. If you don’t, say you don’t.”

They both got a taxi as soon as they got outside the school, “I was only lieing earlier baby because I saw my ex behind you, I wanted him to be jealous, the guy I kissed... he is only but a stranger, I don’t even know his name until you mentioned it in school, you called him Aaron, right? Or something along that line.” Cercei explained to mirabel looking desperately into her eyes. “Wait you kissed someone you don’t know? As in you kissed a stranger at a party?!” Mirabel asked cercei, looking suprised with her eye wide open. “Yes, the second time now!” Cercei replied avoiding mirabel’s judging eyes. “Wow!!!!!” Mirabel exclaimed as she folded her arms under her boobs and shook her head in awe.

"A pregnant wife deserves care and support. A man like you doesn't deserve to be a father. If you can't even look after your own wife, how could anyone trust their life to you?" I let out a cold laugh, scanning the crowd with a hard gaze. "You people are unbelievable. Cheating is a matter of principle, and yet you bend the truth and accept it without question. Are your brains stuffed with straw? I hope you return the same generosity if your partners ever cheat on you." The livestream chat exploded. "Are you kidding me? They're actually forgiving the cheater?" "Dr. Smith has my support. Cheaters don't deserve forgiveness!" "Their reactions are insane. I seriously can't believe this."

I can't do that to this liar. "Allah ... Allah knows, on how many girls you have used this trick, Leave me your angry bastard..and go to your ex-girlfriend for a kiss .. liar..cheater.." I snapped angrily at him. "Why do you care so much, Madonna?" His ragged breath and rage combined with his hotness. I looked away. "Whom I dated, Whom I kissed? hun? Are you being jealous ?" "I don't care ..I'm not jealous..leave my hand ...You..you hide it from me..you broke the promise," I said.

He grabbed her shoulders firmly, pinning her back against the wet brick wall, and yelled at the top of his lungs over the sound of the pouring rain: "IT WAS A SETUP! An insider in her house helped a thief plant the fake audio! She's innocent, Kany!" His voice echoed loudly through the narrow alley, cutting straight through the roar of the storm. Kany froze, but instead of wide-eyed shock, her expression hardened into a bitter, furious glare. She shoved his hands off her shoulders with all her strength.

His hands found my face, my neck, my back, pulling me closer, needing me closer. But underneath the heat, underneath the hunger… There was fear. Fear that I wasn’t who he thought. Fear that I was slipping from him. Fear that someone else might already have me. He broke the kiss first, breathing hard. His eyes were storm-dark. His jaw tense. “I don’t like being lied to,” he whispered. “I’m not lying,” I lied. He studied me one more time before stepping away. But he didn’t fully leave. Not the room. Not my mind. Not my skin.

Gideon would sniff out my lie from a mile away if I looked like the lie itself, so I changed into a floral-pattern mini dress. It had spaghetti straps across the shoulders and, more importantly, looked casual. My phone beeping from the dresser drew my attention, and the moment I saw the caller ID, a smile spread across my face. “Hi, Liam,” I greeted. “How’s it going, milady?” He asked, his voice sounding a bit teasing. Aside from having a reputable job, Liam had another side to him that I might call charming. “Um… I'll be out for brunch, and maybe, text you the address.”

Although the words stuck in my throat, my body was screaming for me to kiss him and, for a brief minute, forget the chaos of my life. He then gave me a kiss. It wasn't a tentative, slow kiss. It was intense and furious, like a fire starting inside of me. His lips meeting mine caused something inside of me to burst open, even if I hadn't anticipated it. Breathless, my eyes wide, I withdrew. "What the hell was that?" Yemi remained unflinching. He just grinned, his eyes full of laughter. "Exactly what you needed." A hand grabbed my shoulder before I could reply, pulling me back into the unprepared reality.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.