Lies Deception Quotes Novels & Stories

Words can deceive the listeners But not the readers. You heard it 'I want to live my life' But I read it as 'I want to leave my life'. Words can deceive those who can hear But not those who can feel. You've heard 'I loved you' But I felt 'I lied to you'. Looks can deceive those who took a look partially But not those who can see wholeheartedly You looked like an angel descend from the sea of clouds But I saw you as a demon hiding your face at the crowd.

He came to get me. "Ha-ha well umm you see, I was uhh..." I sputter not knowing what to say. I'm the worst liar ever and have no believable excuse. Declan's lips pull into a devilish smirk, "Well, carry on by all means." "I was u-uh getting fresh air, yeah umm fresh air, yeah..." I mutter, knowing he can see right through my obvious lie. "Mhm." Declan hum, his amusement clear as day. "Lying isn't nice Lil' one."

His tone was deeply sarcastic as if the idea of the Kolns would willingly leave their slavery was too ridiculous to even consider. “One has to be impressed with a guy who can lie so well,” Ellis said, clicking off the tab. “His background could have plumes of smoke rising or bombs dropping and he could still make people think there was nothing worth seeing.” She shook her head. “And he can lie with a straight face, too.”

"I may have been naive, but I never deceived you! I may have wanted love, but I never pretended to be someone I'm not! On the other hand, you reveled in the deception, enjoying the power it gave you over my heart, you hypocrite!!" At that moment, a look of disgust crossed Jade's face as she straightened her back, her voice steady, meeting his eyes, "You may have torn my trust apart, but you will not break me. I will rise from the ashes of this deceit, stronger and wiser. Goodbye, Leon."

Thomas Alexander, a connoisseur of untruths throughout his existence, especially concerning his stunningly deceitful ex-girlfriend, found himself confronted with a revelation that eclipsed all previous falsehoods in magnitude. In a state of bewildered shock, he addressed the doctor, vehemently refuting the disconcerting information. "It can't be true," he exclaimed, fixing a piercing gaze on the physician. "Leah De Nero is lying!"

“And who am I but God’s servant on earth, is he was killed, not once but twice, for being someone other than who he truly was. For lying.” “For being dishonest,” she said. Her tongue felt thick, her lips now without a doubt numb. She wondered if he heard her drunkenness in her words. In the slurring of her sentences or the way her lips refused to respond. And if he would tell on her. If she would be punished. Expelled. Destroyed. She wondered if she should take another drink. “Being dishonest has consequences.” He was watching her. “Deception travels, like a blackening swarm of ravenous flies, landing on the innocent, infecting them, changing them. Coloring them, these innocents, with the si

While he was saying that word, his eyes seemed lifeless to her. While no one let go of their gaze, she thought. "I don't know if he's telling the truth because it's hard to read him. The expressions he shows on his face are different. People like me are even more deceived when people who hide something use that. Sadness is hidden when a person smiles. He may be showing me good things now, but maybe behind the scenes, he is not. I will be in even more trouble if I base it on what he is showing me. "

Randall said quickly because if they let Zen speak, he could go on and on about her. “Ah, what a beautiful nightmare.” He whispered, smiling, not leaving him. “See?” Randall sighed, shaking his head. “Leave it. Come to the topic. Doesn’t it create deceptions?” Vera asked vaguely, having no clear explanation of it. “I asked because I know nothing.” Azen sighed, resting his hand on his waist, earning a glare from everyone. “Red Rain lives within boundaries, dies within.” Tabit nodded in agreement, walking beside him. “But what exactly does deception mean? Is it talking about the people there?”

“That’s the oly way you got away with getting me naked on camera, you sick fuck. Lies? That’s your favourite tool.” He takes a step forward, towering over me causing me to step back into the shower. His eyes flicker with fire. “Does it matter?” He said sharply. “You went there to fuck a stranger and you almost did.” His gaze is direct, his pupils dark as the night. Unfortunately, he’s right. I went there to fuck a stranger and I almost did. “There are two ingredients for deceiving, my little sister.” He inch closer until our lips are a breath apart. “A little truth and a little lie.”

What if, behind that distant exterior, there was a part of me that still longed for something genuine? The act of writing was both cathartic and terrifying. Each word on the page was a small rebellion against the persona I had crafted over the years. I reminded myself that I was Damien Sterling—the man who would never be undone by weakness. Yet, with each line, I felt the burden of secrets and lies grow heavier. I wrote: "Emotions are liabilities. Vulnerability is a price I cannot pay." But even as I penned those words, a small voice in the back of my mind whispered that perhaps the cost of never feeling was greater than any risk.