Liars Novel Novels & Stories

“The death of Rueben had indeed been a shock but don't you think it was just random and maybe from a fellow business partner?“ She purred, stepping closer. “And how about Lucien's dead?…Don't be stupid Clarissa, if anything you should be scared because Lovia will surely come for you next.“ I replied her. She rolled her eyes, coming up behind me and resting her hand on my shoulder. “You and I both saw that girl die in the forest Or what was left of it. The fire devoured her… Lovia Diaz is dead, babe.” My fingers curled into a fist, hands trembling slightly. Can't believe she could be this clueless. “I said,” I growled lowly, “ stop lying to yourself.“ Then She blinked, stunned into silence. I

I was getting ready to bring my girlfriend home to meet my mother when Rosalind Whitehall suddenly went silent. I was starting to panic when a notification popped up on my phone. It was a wedding livestream from a couple with 1,000,000 followers. "Looking back, the laughter and joy of that wedding celebration made it the happiest moment of my life. Mr. Grosvenor, I'm counting on you for the rest of my life." "We promised that once we hit 1,000,000 followers, the groom would finally show his face. A promise is a promise." In the video, Rosalind stood in a wedding dress and gently exchanged rings with a man. Our mutual friends flooded the comments. [Five years, and we finally got to watc

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

“Serena is planning to come back. She wants to destroy us. The wedding humiliation was just the beginning. She’s been working with Nathan Hale to take our market share. She’s not the weak girl we thought. She’s dangerous now. She will ruin everything if we don’t stop her.” Victor listened without interrupting. His eyes stayed on her, cold and calculating. When she finished, he leaned back in his chair. “And why should I believe you? You have lied before. You brought shame to this family. Why should I trust a word you say?” Lia took another step closer. Her nightdress shifted, the thin fabric revealing the curves of her body. She leaned over the desk slightly, her voice dropping to a whisper.

Chloe looked at the little group that hovered over their laptops and she wondered why they decided to do their boring finances in the library. It was even more annoying that they kept talking at intervals. And it annoyed her even more when they were not having a conversation that could give her a lead. Raising the book in her hand to make it seem like she was still interested in its content, Chloe wondered how on earth Nathaniel's words of them being a family was going to work out. There is Lucille who is always either doing something in her room or throwing dagger glares at her whenever Nathaniel happens to pass by. Amir on the other hand could be in a corner of the house making phone calls

By dawn, his legs were so numb he had to crawl and stumble for half an hour just to stand. He whispered a final, broken apology to the photo and began his descent. He didn't go back to our house. Instead, he visited the dilapidated apartment we shared as young adults—a place where we huddled together on a single bed for warmth, sharing a cheap tin of meat and feeling like we owned the world. He visited the corner cafe where I used to read by the window, and he climbed the ten thousand steps to Lover’s Leap, where he found our faded prayer ribbon: Julian and Elara, Mates Forever. He untied it with trembling hands and tucked it against his heart. It took over a month of burning through every c

He called former partners; they either didn't answer or hung up after a few perfunctory words. Absolutely no one in the industry was willing to work with someone sporting a record of plagiarism and bankrupt credibility. Throughout this entire process, Louis finally saw Flora's true colors. It turned out Flora had no actual skills at all; she was a complete and utter fraud. Her so-called works were all cobbled together by plagiarizing the designs of me and other well-known architects. Because she had repeatedly plagiarized other architects' work, she had long been blacklisted by multiple firms, and could only latch onto Louis through deception.

“Every night I touch myself thinking about you pinning me down. About you telling me to be quiet while you— A soft creak made me freeze. Footsteps. Someone was coming down the aisle. Heart hammering, I quickly folded the letter and shoved it between the pages of my notebook. My fingers were still trembling when I looked up. It was just Mrs. Willow, the librarian, pushing a cart of books. She gave me a small smile and kept moving. I let out a shaky breath and pressed my thighs together under the desk. God, what was wrong with me? Conrad didn’t even know I existed. He was the golden boy—star quarterback, confident, untouchable. And here I was, writing the kind of things that would ruin me if a

That she had been lying, spying, playing him? God help her. God help them both. ‘Maybe I should fake my own death now,’ she thought wildly. ‘It worked for Shakespeare. I'm an author afterall.’ She shook the thought away, stabbing a piece of pancake with unnecessary violence. The meal dragged on, full of polite small talk so brittle it could have snapped if someone breathed wrong. They were all good at this: pretending. Professional liars, all three of them. Stefano eventually leaned back, wiping his hands with a cloth. "There’s a reason I wanted you both here," he said, looking between them.

How could they lie to me so effortlessly? The tension in the room didn’t reduce, and everyone was still eagerly looking at me, waiting for an answer. My anger began to simmer. These liars! Did they really expect me to follow their plan? “I will never agree to your plan. Do you really think I believe that André cheated on me with your slutty daughter? And even if he did, I have no interest in marrying a family of kidnappers and two-faced liars who are simply trying to exploit me! If all of you knew about this, then that means Jonas knows about it, too! That is more than enough reason to give up the thought of marrying him!”