Lie With Me A Novel Novels & Stories

Like he’s trying to learn who I became after he lost years of my life. I hate how much that affects me. “Should I take it away?” Felicia asks. I look at the food. At the cheesecake. At the flowers by the window. Then back at the note in my hand. “No,” I hear myself say quietly. Felicia smiles knowingly before leaving the office. Traitor. I stab a piece of pancake harder than necessary. And immediately hate the fact that it’s good. My office phone rings before I can spiral further. I answer quickly.

“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.

And her body, once proud and strong, grew weaker and thinner, but her eyes still burned with desperate hope that he might hear her pleas if she repeated them enough times. “Stefano, they lied to me as much as they lied to you, I was nothing but a soldier, I was used, I never wanted this, I swear to you, you are the only man I ever loved, the only truth in all my lies,” she cried one night when he pressed the cold barrel of his gun against her temple, not pulling the trigger but letting the weight of it speak for him. He shook his head slowly and whispered, “Love, you say, but love is not built on lies. Love is not a mask you wear until it rots and falls away, what you gave me was not love, i

She stared for a second, then replied, “if it’s 500$, yes. But around 10,000 dollars? No baby. I can’t even afford my rent that’s why I’m living off two grown men. Plus, I’m taking care of a grown adult—Frank.” She leaned in and asked, “you’re being sold off? To who?” I faked a laugh. “Ha ha. That’s ridiculous. I said if, besides it’s for a novel I’m working on,” I said, trying to shake it off. She shrugged, “if you say so,” She wiped off her tears and stood up. “Let’s go,” she said. “Where?” I asked. “To the club.” She replied. Before I could respond, a message popped up on my phone. I clicked it and it was from an unknown ID. The message was a document, I opened it and my jaw dropped as I

“But Michael really was handsome, with a really gentle personality. It’s normal for a girl to be attracted to him. Unlike Harry—cold and stern, always keeping people a thousand miles away. No matter how handsome he is, it doesn’t help.” Their wild commentary about me surged like waves, one after another. And the Lena I had secretly loved for years didn’t stop them, didn’t refute them—she even agreed occasionally. I stood outside the door, my heart sinking deep into an endless abyss—empty, heavy, and suffocating. For a moment, I wanted to open the door and demand answers from Lena. Ask her why she lied to me. Ask her whether she ever felt even a moment of guilt or softness watching me get bea

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

“Since you’re already going, how about I tell you a little secret?” She smiled and leaned close to my ear. “That cornea of yours... was actually given to me.” My fingers froze in place, and Joanna looked even more smug. “Surprised? Your husband and son teamed up to deceive you, all for me.” “To be honest, Laura, if I ended up like you, I’d have bashed my own head in already.” She tore open my deepest wound without mercy, and though I remained expressionless, my fingers were digging into my palm.

But then I reminded myself that I wouldn't be getting into trouble if I had my own things and didn't have to beg anybody for theirs or accept what people suggested, just like in Celia's case. And looked at me sternly for some time, seemingly assessing me in and out before he finally said something. "Where did you get this?" He asked, raising the book I had been reading. I was so scared instantly and my heart raced while my mind scrambled for a believable lie that would get me out of this messy situation. "I... I." I stuttered for a while before something came to my mind, a lame lie. "I stole it from one of the guards," I stammered, not wanting to put anybody in trouble and also hoping that m

I continue, “claiming everything was constructed. A lie. A narrative she was forced into. And then she blamed me.” Lyra’s breath catches. “She said I knew. That I covered for her. That I helped her craft the story. I was eleven.” “Dante…” she whispers. I shake my head. “Save your sympathy. It’s wasted. The point is: I learned early that stories can be built—manufactured—weaponized.” “And love?” she asks quietly. “Love,” I say, “was something people claimed until it became inconvenient.” The silence that follows is thick. I expect revulsion. Or horror. Or distance.

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."