Liar Star Wars Novels & Stories

I frowned at Luke, realizing that I was still holding him then pulling away after. "I think it's about our involvement in the liar gas." He whispered back at me, plastering a cheery grin on his face. I thought the fame thing would get to him. He'd always been considered by the majority, a weirdo so a moment like this one was something to die for. He waved at them like he was deemed royalty. "Oh my God." I rolled my eyes in astonishment. "You've got to be kidding me." I made sure to point out.

He said I was a rotten liar, but it was Rylan who lied! "Today, Dad chased me out of my room and made me live in the stairwell. The stairwell is so dark and cold. I'm so scared, but I'm also afraid Dad will get even angrier if I say anything. Will Dad stop being mad if I keep being a good boy? Will he stop blaming me?" …

The way he was looking at me, and how he was using me… “No one will come for you Leia,” I say and she laughs again. Her laughter gets darker each time, with less emotion, as she stares into my eyes and sees the truth in my words. She rocks her head, making me feel dizzy. “You’re a liar, you’re just like your mother, a gold digger bitch,” she spits at me and I shake my head, taking one step closer to her. I know my mother wasn’t the best person in the world, but she wasn’t a gold digger. She just fell in love more times than she should have. And always for the wrong man, obviously.

The way she looked at him and the way she would brush up against him when they were in the same room, all this made his skin crawl. Filled with infuriation, he informed Darth about it, but surprisingly, his father chose to believe Lauren's lies over those of his son. That day, Darth stood face to face with him and yelled under the influence of liquor. He had told Liam to never in his life say such things about Lauren or risk getting disowned. The pain and anger were too much for Liam to bear anymore, so he moved out of Darth's house to leave on his own. Some days later, when Darth was finally back to his senses, he tried to reach Liam to make him come back, but each time Liam blatantly refus

Marlik snapped. “Well, I won’t. I’m not a monster like you,” Liam shot back. “You are not a monster like me? Stop pretending to be a saint, Liam. Have you forgotten how you played with Lunaria’s heart back then? You made her believe you were a struggling orphan, which you weren’t. You intentionally moved close to her and made her fall for you. You deceived her to the extent that she chose you over her father. She thought you were her true love- her prince in shining armor, not realizing that the father she despised so much was the only one who truly loved and cared about her. Everything he did to her was meant to protect her- but she didn’t even realize that,” Marlik revealed.

Opal scoffed, "after the damage is done? You have some nerve." Leia shook her head, wiping the tears on her face off with her hand. "No," she managed to mutter, "no I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to drag you into the fire I thought you were dead believe me, please!" She cried, the pain in her voice obvious. Opal looked away, "Don't try to lie to my face you wicked bitch! I know everything, I know what you did Leia!" Leia shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she muttered under her breath.

He turned out to be a liar so she was sure he was about to start telling her more lies. With a heavy sigh, Liam embarked on the task of laying out the truth to Karen. He started detailing his encounter with Sheila, emphasizing that him and Sheila were allies and nothing more, eliminating the false claims Sheila had made about their romantic involvement. He explained how they had teamed up against Mr Clark and his organisation.

“Enough. You dare tell me these lies right now, when my wife is fighting for her life in that room? You think I can’t see through it? After everything this family is facing?” He stood up slowly, stepping closer. His presence filled the space, tall and commanding even in tiredness. “You really think I’m a fool, Lia? That I’d swallow this without question? Tell me the real reason you’re so desperate to paint Serena as the villain here.” Lia trembled, backing up a step. Her hands shook as she clutched her bag. “I… I’m sorry, Mr. Laurent. I was just worried. I didn’t mean—”

Marcus stroked her hair. "Suspect what?" Lila scoffed. "He's so blinded by guilt. All I have to do is cry a little, and he believes anything. And that stupid bitch Serena, actually thinking he loved her. I just told a few lies, and he snatched her council seat right out of her hands and gave it to me." "And the pack's fortune?"

“Tell me, Maya. What has Saint told you about your brother’s last night alive?” The question slices me open. My voice comes small, shaky. “Nothing. Just… that he couldn’t save him.” Nico chuckles low, shaking his head. “Of course he said that. That’s Saint’s favorite excuse. He couldn’t save him. He couldn’t stop it. He couldn’t tell you. Always couldn’t, never wouldn’t. But the truth is, he wouldn’t.” The words slam into me. My fists clench at my sides. “You’re lying.”