Lilly's White Lies Novels & Stories

Hail took a long sigh and nodded his head, then he got up and started to walk, but then he stopped in the middle and turned to look at Lilly, asking "you mean, a girl like you?" Lilly's body froze, as she asked "what are you talking about?". "A girl, who is in love with me like you?" Hail asked with a smile. Lilly started to avoid his eye contact and whispered "No.... NO... who told you that I like you? I don't... I don't like you". Then she GOP up and walks away from there, as everyone can tell that she is lying and is trying to ignore him. Hail took a long sigh as he know about this before but he didn't ask anything because he don't want to make her uncomfortable, which goes for Kate, he d

I sigh, and I turn around with the rest of the guys. After a few minutes of rustling behind me, we hear a small gasp from the young girl. "What is it?" I ask, not daring to look back from the fear that Kenli will beat me with a hammer. "Nothing. She's just cold." I can hear the tremble in her voice. She is obviously lying, people in this family just love to lie. But I shake it off, lying isn't our biggest problem right now. *********************************** Kenli A gasp escapes my lips as I take off her shirt to reveal several hundred cuts covering her body. "What is it?" The one called Alec questions. I look up at him to make sure he isn't looking.

“And because of that, she's always taken advantage of you. She's always abused you. I should’ve done something the very first time you told me how she abuses you.” Instantly, Lily's eyes snapped to Williams' face and her eyes grew wide in barely suppressed surprise. Abused? She blinked at him, then turned to Isabella slowly. When have I ever laid a hand on her? When have I even said anything cruel? Lily wondered. Less than a second later, the realization sank in like a stone in water—She lied. Lied through those pretty lips and innocent eyes, and painted her black in front of William. The performance of a lifetime. Lily exhaled slowly, dragging a hand through her hair with a scoff.

“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.

she muttered, setting her glass down with a sharp click against the marble. "They brought Lily White up to the eighty-first floor as a threat," I said, a slow, cold smirk finally parting my lips in the privacy of my own home. "A short crimson bandage dress, six-inch platforms, and the vocabulary of a lower-tier temp. She told me to watch my back. She told me men like Christopher and Collins want someone who makes them forget their problems, not the woman who reminds them of their crimes." "And what did she do when the door locked?" Carolina asked, her eyes flashing with malicious amusement.

I wanna kill him! Napamaaang si Nayla sa narinig. Natutuop niya pa ang bibig dahil sa hindi rin siya makapaniwala sa impormasyon na isinawalat ni Zykiel. Mapakla akong napangiti. Twenty-nine years akong nabuhay sa kasinungalingan. Napaisip ako. Ano kaya ang nasa isipan nila noong mga panahong lugmok na lugmok ako sa kalungkutan at sa pangungulila ko sa mga magulang ko? Pinagtatawanan kaya nila ako? Siguro...kasi galit sila sa'kin eh at saka hindi naman pala nila ako tunay na kadugo! Kung tutuusin ay sampid lang ako sa pamilya nila! Nakiki-apilyedo lang!

A bouquet made out of colorful candies appeared in front of Lillian all of a sudden. “Eh?” Lillian was confused, but her eyes were still sparkling. “Wow, how beautiful!” Jackson looked over at the hand that was holding the bouquet and saw a frivolous-looking face. “Who are you?” Jackson pulled Lillian behind him and asked Fabian in high alert. Fabian still looked like a frivolous brat. Then, he looked at Jackson with a dissatisfied look and said cockily, “I’m Lily’s friend.” Jackson looked at Fabian suspiciously, then heard Lillian exclaiming, “It’s Mr. White Hair!”

"I almost felt sorry for her. Almost." Icy pressure squished my stomach. "What are you talking about?" My voice was husky and ominous, and my heart pounded in my chest. Nelson smiled. "Oh, you didn't know?" He leaned forward, pretending to be shocked. "Lily wasn't with me because i wanted her to, do you think I would ask someone like her out? My standard is more high, and I would prefer someone like Vivian, Sophia, someone who has got that shape. I didn’t ask her out or force her to come to me. She was there because your business—your entire empire—was about to collapse. And she was willing to sell her body to keep it from happening."

I stopped short and stayed out of sight while I listened to what they were saying. "Did you hear about Doctor Lily?" one of the nurses asked with a rude tone in her voice. "I heard she’ll do anything to get a promotion. That's not really how we get ahead, is it?" "Yeah, it looks like Doctor Lily is good in it," giggled another nurse. "She’s the one who uses her looks to get what she wants." A third nurse pulled out her phone and said, "Look at this video.That sponsor guy says Lily falsely accused him of molesting her. But I thought she slept with guys to get deals. Look at how he touched her waist at dinner. It looks like she's pretty okay with it.”

“Every night I touch myself thinking about you pinning me down. About you telling me to be quiet while you— A soft creak made me freeze. Footsteps. Someone was coming down the aisle. Heart hammering, I quickly folded the letter and shoved it between the pages of my notebook. My fingers were still trembling when I looked up. It was just Mrs. Willow, the librarian, pushing a cart of books. She gave me a small smile and kept moving. I let out a shaky breath and pressed my thighs together under the desk. God, what was wrong with me? Conrad didn’t even know I existed. He was the golden boy—star quarterback, confident, untouchable. And here I was, writing the kind of things that would ruin me if a