Lies You Never Told Me Novels & Stories

My phone vibrated. A message from a number I hadn’t expected to see again. Mike. I froze. I almost deleted the notification immediately. But before I could, Tiar saw the screen. “Mike?” I looked at him. “Yes.” “What did he say?” “I haven’t opened it yet.” “Open it.” I said nothing. “Open it, Laya.” My hands felt cold as I opened the message. There was only one sentence. “We need to talk. There’s something you should know.”

"I'm so sorry for disappearing without a word. There's so much you need to know, so much I need to explain." I sat down, my heart pounding in my chest, my mind bracing for the revelations that awaited me. "Tell me everything," I urged, my voice barely above a whisper. Sarah took a deep breath and began to recount her story. She revealed a hidden truth, a secret that had haunted her for years. It was a truth that connected our pasts in ways I never could have imagined. She spoke of a shared experience, a pivotal moment that had shaped both our lives but had remained buried in the depths of her silence.

she explained "I can't...I'm going with Sophie to meet my mom over at where she's working" i bluntly lied I have started lying alot recently the bad part was i don't think of the lies they just pour out of me like a faucet with flowing water "Yikes...then tomorrow?" Andy asked looking disappointed,and now i felt bad "Yeah...jazz can i talk to you a sec?" I turn to jazz "Yes..tell me" "I wanted to tell you that k....." "Lexiii,you were amazing" i hear Sophie say

Lily massaged her hands through her body when her phone buzzed. She didn’t look at it… maybe it was one of her spam messages, nothing interesting. The phone gave another creep… she reached for it. “Stupid spam messages…” she yelled. Her phone buzzed again, she frowned, irritated. Then another message entered. Your mother lied to you all your life. Joey is not your father. Lily rolled her eyes until the next line came. I am. Her breath caught. For a second, she forgot how to breath. She tried to kill me once. Left me to die like I meant nothing.

A car accident leaves my boyfriend, Ben Cullen, with temporary amnesia. When he wakes up, he's convinced that my best friend, Jean Lyle, is his fiancée. The doctors warn us not to upset him, so I have no choice but to let Jean play along. We agree it's only an act. Once Ben gets his memory back, everything will go back to normal. But six months later, he still doesn't remember me. One day, I come across a post on a local forum. "I lost my memory after a car accident and mistook another woman for my girlfriend. Now I'm in love with her. How do I tell my real girlfriend?" The top reply says, "Easy. Keep pretending you have amnesia. You can stay with the new girl, and if you ever change yo

She asks in rapid fire, making me heave a sigh and roll my eyes. I take another sip, watching her tap her nails impatiently on the side of the glass. “That’s a lot of questions. Okay, firstly, my spiral wasn’t just about Leo. As for not calling? Well, I didn’t get a chance to, because Matt called me on Monday or something, and the next thing I know, I’m in New York.” I explain. “Oh…I thought…well, you know.” Lia says. I roll my eyes. “Oh, God, please give me some credit, woman. I’m not 18 anymore. It takes a little more than finding out my long-lost baby daddy to make me spiral. It’s just been a long-ass, stressful, non-stop week.”

“You didn’t tell me about her. What’s that about?” “Despite what you think, I don’t tell you everything.” “Uh, yes, you do.” I looked away and ignored him. “You tell me about every hot piece of ass that falls into your lap. You tell me about every heart you break, every cherry you pop—” “She didn’t tell me she was a virgin. She lied, alright? I never would have done that shit if I’d known. It’s trashy.” “Whatever. You tell me everything. But this one…silence. What does that mean?”

Unknown number: Texting and browsing through my Netflix Unknown number: What’s your favorite movie? Liam read his message finally getting up to head downstairs so he could have his cereals. Liam: I don’t know. I don’t think I have one of those. Unknown number: And why is that? Liam: idk. Hbu? What’s yours? Unknown number: TOY STORY Liam: Oh. Unknown number: Oh? Liam took out a carton of milk from the fridge and took a sip before replying. Liam: Okay I’ve only heard about it. I’ve not seen it.

he asked quietly. "How was I supposed to know?" She looked at him unhappily. "After all, you weren't upfront with me about some things either, and I had to be careful." "I wasn't upfront with you?" he repeated incredulously. "I've never lied to you, I've never fooled you, and I've never promised you anything." "No, you didn't," she said bitterly. "You just claimed that you fell in love with me at my apartment that weekend, and then a few days later I happen to find Lindsay's jacket in your room – you call that 'no kidding'?"

Eli sat on the other end, silent, staring at the muted TV where a rerun of a cooking show played like a cruel joke from a life that didn’t belong to either of them anymore. The first text came at 11:13 a.m. Unknown Number: New rules. Eli leaned over her shoulder. “Open it.” She tapped the message, expecting more. Nothing. Just those two words sitting there like a knife on the table, daring them to ask where the handle was. Five minutes later, another ping. We like honesty. “What the hell does that mean?” Lily muttered. Before Eli could answer, another buzz. We like when secrets breathe. A fourth came seconds later: