Lie With Me Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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"Scarlett, go ahead and use mine—the one in a black bottle." Lily, who had been lying on the upper bunk, poked her head out from behind the curtain with a look of disdain, interrupting my attempt to explain. Scarlett smiled gratefully at her, then glanced at me with a little sneer and went back to drying her hair. Lily was the most well-off in our dorm, and when it came to Scarlett's relentless demands, she was always generously willing to fulfill them, throwing a sneer at me and Jasmine for being petty, accusing us of not being helpful at all.

"No, it's okay. I just wanted to know. We can catch up later, maybe?" "Sounds good to me, I'll come over soon, and we can talk more. Love you, girl." "Love you too," I replied, smiling as we ended the call. As I sat there, feeling a sense of relief wash over me, I knew that with Loveth by my side, I could face whatever challenges came my way. And I was determined to stop Rosalia Hazelwood, no matter what it took. I walked downstairs, heading towards the living room where I spotted Vanesa sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone. She looked up as I approached, a concerned expression on her face.

"Couldn't sleep?" Lena's hands tightened on the notebook. The first lie had been his. But this- This was hers. She smiled falsely, pushing the journal behind her back. "Yeah," she replied firmly, her stomach quivering with fear. "Just restless." Ethan moved closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "Get back into bed," he whispered. Lena froze, her heart racing. And then- She nodded. She slipped the journal into the drawer behind her without a sound, hoping he hadn't noticed.

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

“A witch tried to curse my bloodline and said I’d never find my mate. But when I met you…” Lia’s mother smirked. “And how convenient that you found her after a human appeared out of nowhere. How do we know she didn’t bewitch you?” “That’s not true!” I shouted, my anger bubbling up. “I didn’t even know what I was until recently!” “Liar,” Lia hissed, stepping forward. “You’ve been manipulating him since the first day you met! You just had to steal everything from me!” “I didn’t steal anything” “ENOUGH!” Lia screamed, lunging toward me.

“You’re lying.” “Everyone lies sometimes,” Iris replied quietly, surprising even herself with the words. Her mother exhaled deeply. “Iris, if something is going on, tell me. I’m not your enemy.” But she couldn’t. She wasn’t ready for anyone to know about Adrian. About the way he made her feel—like she was drowning and addicted to the water at the same time. She forced a smile, kissed them both goodnight, and rushed upstairs. ⸻ THE ENVELOPE

“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.

My voice came out colder than I intended. I peeped from underneath my lashes and saw that his face had deepened to a scowl. “Firstly I’m not getting married to Lia.” I said nothing, but he continued nonetheless. “I don’t give a shit about her, and even if by customs and traditions she’s the right fit I’ll never be with her. So customs be damned.” Is it possible to have melted hearts? Cause why does my heart keep jumping? “What you saw that day was orchestrated by Lia. She had a maid drug my dinner, then she snuck into my room, took my clothes off, and hers. And got underneath the bed.”