Liar Liar Novels & Stories

he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”

That meant either she was clean… or she was a damn good liar. 3. The Report Back By the time I got back to the house, it was late. The sun had already dipped below the horizon, casting a deep orange glow across the city skyline. I stepped inside, finding Simeon sitting in the living room, a glass of whiskey in his hand. Lily was nearby, flipping through her phone. Liora wasn’t there. I didn’t bother with greetings. “She’s clean.” Simeon looked up sharply. “You’re sure?”

She just kept her steely gaze on him. "I hate cockroaches," Brigail blurted in a clinical tone. "You know what I hate more than roaches, Barry? Liars. At least a cockroach respects me enough to wait for me to sleep before it craps in my food. Liars, on the other hand, throw a load of dump on me while trying to hold my gaze." "I am not a liar, Brigail! I told you, Eli's trying to turn you against me. If you can't see the truth then—"

“No, Lily. I liked you. No… I loved you. I never lied about my feelings for you. I only did the dare because I had been wanting to talk to you for so long. I promise.” “Lies!!! Lies!!! Lies!!!” I shouted, hitting his chest with my fists. “You are a liar! I’m only a fat, ugly girl to you. You only wanted to use me.” Lucian never moved back. He just stood there, letting me hit him, his eyes filled with pain and sincerity. “Why do you pity me? Is that why?”

From this, it could be deduced that he was quite an arrogant person. The fact that he agreed to Melanie’s word and made her the center of attention was quite intriguing. Lily picked up her vibrating phone and looked at it. Alexander sent her a brief message. “The wolves will eventually eat the naughty shepherd.” It took a while for Lily to understand his message, and he seemed to refer to the story, ‘The Boy Who Cried Wolf.’ Lily promised to meet him when she was free, but she never showed up. Thus, she became the lying shepherd.

On the day my parents file for bankruptcy, my adopted brother and fake heir, Oliver Bilson, is also diagnosed with leukemia. To earn enough money to pay his medical bills, I brave the snow and winds and continue working even on New Year's Eve. When I hand over the food delivery to the scion, Charlie Jetton, he suddenly knocks the cake over. "Why weren't you more careful when making the delivery?" he demands. "Don't you know that Mr. Bilson spent a million dollars to specifically order this cake for Olly?" I'm about to make a retort when I hear three voices that I'm intimately familiar with coming from within the warm villa. "It's okay. It's the thought that counts, Mom and Dad." The vo

They would put bugs in my backpack, scribble all over my desk, and even jab me with sewing needles when no one was looking. “She’s a liar! I didn’t make that up! She said her mom wouldn’t buy her snacks, but that’s not true! She just ate everything herself and didn’t want to share! Teachers say liars are bad. We were just trying to teach her a lesson!” His mom’s face darkened. She smacked him on the back of his head and told him to shut up. Mom’s legs gave out. If she had not grabbed the edge of the desk, she might have collapsed right there.

she asked, a mocking smile curling at her lips, as though she already knew the answer but wanted to hear me squirm. What was this? It was the fake marriage contract Colin had me sign. What the hell was he thinking, leaving something that sensitive just sitting on his computer? "Mrs. Booth, I can explain!" "You get 45 thousand a year and a fully furnished two-bedroom apartment. Sounds like a great deal. Men—once they've got money, they just can't help themselves, huh? If he'd just fooled around a little on the side, I might've looked the other way. But this? This is a long-term sugar baby arrangement! I can make one call and have you both charged with fraud. You'd spend the rest of your lives

She dismissed the teacher with a wave and regarded me in disdain. “Look at how pathetic you are. You’re so pitiful.” She crossed her arms and leveled me with a provocative look. “So?” “Stop pretending to be all high-and-mighty, you piece of trash. I’ll tell you the truth. You could have been walking already, but because I said that I wanted to become the principal dancer, Elwood bribed the doctor to use the wrong medicine on you, which is why your legs are completely gone. You won’t be able to stand up again.

When he didn’t immediately lift it, my smile sharpened into something dangerous. "You know what I do to liars," I said, my voice almost gentle. The way you’d tell a child not to play with matches. Liam stared at me, confused. I took a sip of my whiskey and then continued. "You know, there's nothing I despise more than liars and manipulators. I had a brush with one of those snakes years back that left me jaded for a long time after. You remember him, right?” “I do.” Liam replied. I could tell he was already getting uncomfortable.