Lies And Truth Novels & Stories

68 "If truths were as sweet as lies, humans will always tell it but lies are satisfiable to those who tell it. Lies are one sided. Truths are beneficiary to both sides yet they are painful." Helen said. "Is there a truth we don't know?" Delanie asked Helen. "There has always been a hidden truth between you, your sister, Denver, and Kyle. A truth that will shatter you all completely." Helen answered. "A truth we don't need to hear." Denver stated.

Perhaps, it was because the wind was blowing fog that had been in my mind for days. Eric's arms were giving me the perfect amount of warmth. I didn't move, simply I didn't have the strength to pry him away. "You know whenever I try to do things right. Everything gets messed up." He started saying. "Because instead of truth, you always take support of lies," I told him in between. "Maybe you are right. But I get scared. Truth makes everything different" My hair flew at his face. He tried to keep them away. "Truth might make things difficult but lies ruins everything forever," I told him whatever I felt like. Lies can certainly make you happy at times but the truth is eternal. It will come out

“I’ve been useless. I won’t be able to take care of you in the future.” “All I hope now is that you two live a happy life together. As long as your hearts are united, there's nothing you can’t overcome.” She cried as she spoke, and I cried with her. Jack held me tightly, swearing to protect me for a lifetime. But in the end, he broke that promise. He cheated on me with his childhood sweetheart. Seeing that I was still ignoring him, Jack suddenly knelt down with a thud. “Laura, I really know I was wrong. I love you—I can’t live without you!”

I smiled wryly. "We had, but we weren't sure if that was just a rumour or the truth." Drew told me. "I'm sorry to hear that it was the truth." "It's alright." I shrugged. "What happened?" Dan asked, probing further. I pursed my lips, wondering what to tell them. If I lied flat out, I would have to remember what I'd told them to keep the lie consistent. But if I only told them vague details that wasn't quite a lie but not the whole truth either then that would probably be easier.

Especially after she told him the truth about her last relationship. “Someone who is dishonest and cannot introduce you to his family?” Charles continued. The building’s silhouette covered half his face, making him look devilish. “Leila, I’m many things but a liar. You know what liars do, right? They lie and tell more lies. Do you want to live another life of lies?”

I heard about Piero's recent life from other classmates. After that day, he and Vivian had a huge fight. He said he still loved me, wanted to divorce Vivian, and blamed her for keeping him from marrying me. Vivian was furious, blurting out that she never had cancer. It was all a lie to get him to marry her. When she went abroad and learned Piero was with me, she couldn't accept it. Knowing he'd liked her before, she crafted a lie, and it worked.

His voice remains calm. Controlled. That somehow makes it worse. I stare out the glass windows of my office. The city stretches endlessly below. Busy. Loud. Alive. Meanwhile my heart suddenly feels too loud inside my chest. “You left,” I say quietly. Another pause. Then— “I did.” No excuses. No lies. No attempt to deny it. And somehow that annoys me even more. “You don’t get points for honesty now.” “I know that too.” God. Why does he sound like this?

“She didn’t.” Something in my chest that had been holding steady for days finally cracked. “You let me grieve a lie for eighteen years.” “I let you grieve something you could live with.” “That wasn’t your decision to make.” “Everything in this house is my decision to make.” His voice rose, then caught itself, softened. “I did what I thought was right, Lillian. I still believe it was right.” “Then tell me the truth now. All of it.” “I can’t.” “Why not?” “Because some truths don’t protect you. They only arm the people who want to hurt you with more to use against you.”

"When you spread lies that I was a servant and turned the whole campus against me, did that make you feel dignified? When you threw the bloodstained sheets into my washbasin and tried to force me to wash them, did that make you feel dignified?" Her lips moved, but no words came out. "The real poverty is inside you, not in your bank account. You think the world owes you everything. When you can't have something, you resent the people who do. You hate them and try to destroy them. You think everyone owes you, so you turn the whole world into your enemy. Viola… That's the most pathetic thing about you." Her mouth opened, but she could not speak. Then, she lowered her head, her shoulders shaking

She looked almost too tempting for words. "No, really! He saw our contract!" I insisted. "What contract?" she asked, still half-dressed, clearly not buying it. "The fake marriage agreement! The one Mr. Booth had us sign! He kept it on his computer, and Mrs. Booth saw it on his computer!" I blurted out in frustration. "Fake marriage?" Tracy's voice was sharp with disbelief. "Wait, are you telling me we have a fake marriage?" "Are you really this clueless? Stop pretending like you didn't know! Did you think we were really married? Did you forget we're just playing a role here?" I was starting to lose patience.