Liar Liar Mom Novels & Stories

She was gentle and kind, but her mom always told people she was a liar… "This is straight-up abuse!" Listening to Susie's words, Mom completely lost her mind. Her eyes were bloodshot as she roared, "You're lying! You don't know anything about her! She's been a liar all her life. I'm her mom, so I know her best!"

“You’re the one who lied to me. You went behind our backs and bullied her. You’re a terrible mom!” Nora stared at her son, fully brainwashed by Lily, and let out a cold laugh. “That’s too bad, then. Even if I’m a terrible mom, I’m still your mother. Nothing you say will ever change that.” “No way!” Quinton gripped the toy blocks in his hand and shouted back, “Aunt Lily is about to become my mom! I don’t want you anymore! You’re selfish. You could’ve just given her the opportunity you didn’t even need, but instead you made her beg for it. Thank God Grandpa and Grandma saw through you and kicked you out! How could someone like you be my mom? You’re an embarrassment!”

Mom lifted her hand, her white robe fluttering as though caught in a storm. Her voice reached me one last time, thin and echoing, carried by the unraveling air. “Learn from my experience, Liora.” Her eyes glistened with old wounds, old griefs. “Never trust your mate.” And then, she dissolved into the light, the world snapping away… … “Mom!” I jolted upright with a strangled gasp, my voice tearing out of me before I even realized I was awake. My lungs heaved, lungs burning as if I had sprinted miles.

"You've got nothing to apologize for. Alright? There's nothing wrong with you." Naturally, she couldn't help but disagree. "But there is! There's something wrong with me-" "No," he cut her off with a sharp shake of his head, taking another step. "No, there's not. Nothing is wrong. It's just... Your mom. That's all. You know how she is, how she can get. She- she's-" "She's what?" Livi croaked, her curiosity peeking through her tears. "She's... a liar."

The boys cheer and hoot with their father, passing high fives between themselves, while Lilah looks like she wants the earth to swallow her up whole. "A wolf! It was a wolf, mom; I was on my knees and arms, and I was growling. What did you think I was? A goat? Squirrel? Really mom?!" Lilah yells at the top of her lungs as she tries to understand why her super mom is terrible at common charades.

Her mother was watching from a brief distance and screaming that she was a liar and that she had added some flavour to the story to elicit Emelda’s sympathy. “I am not lying” the young girl would say each time her mother shouted that she was a liar. Emelda didn’t know what or who to believe. Mum had refused to tell her own version of the story, but wouldn’t be quiet to let her daughter do the telling even if she was lying.

"Her mom was a flippin' schoolteacher, an elementary schoolteacher. She wasn't a criminal or some freaking supernatural, unless you count how good she was at figuring out kids' lies. I mean geez! She was amazing! She could sniff out a liar like a dog does a bone--" She stopped suddenly and stared at me. My spine had snapped up straight the second she mentioned Mom's talent for deciphering the truth. No way! It had always been a family joke.

“That mendacious being… I won’t let her win! I swear she won’t succeed. I… I won’t…” “Mom!” Liam shouted.

"You don't even know you are getting older, Lilly. Should I wake you still even at this stage of your life? Not even when your mood has changed in this house because of a man. Hmm...they are liars, Lilly. Focus on your studies." My mom sank those words into my brain as she came in my room with weird face. "Mom.." "Don't mummy me, Lilly. You are forcing things you shouldn't have pride about. What is wrong with you?" "Mom, I'm quite lost. Where are you getting this information from? It's all lies." I said to her as I stood up from my bed and went straight to hug her. "Oh, do you think this will get me again the way you did last night? Baye told me about everything."

she stopped mixing the butter and sugar and turned to face me I played around the eggs and I beat them to foam, "No man mom" "No ugly, no cute, even if it's someone you love but doesn't love you or maybe someone that loves you but you don't feel the same way, any man at all" mom pestered me "Mom, there is no man" she wasn't believing me “Melanie Adams, you’ve never been a liar,” Mom said with all conviction.