Lilly's White Lies Novelas e Histórias

“So, you figured it out, but you're a little late.” Lily showed no sign of remorse; instead, she was arrogant. Between Lily and Sarah, everyone chose to believe Lily. “You… Why would you do this?” "Because I don’t like you. I had my assistant slip the necklace into your bag. But take a look—does anyone believe you?" Lily mocked Sarah, now completely unafraid. Sarah was in Lily's room, so there was no fear of anyone discovering them. All Lily had to do was lie and tell everyone that Sarah came to apologize.

After I had calmed down I said to Lena "Are you even paying attention to Lyla? She's a white witch; one of their powers is the ability to tell if someone is lying or not. No lie goes undetected in the presence of a white witch. You can confirm from Lyla if I am telling the truth." Ethan urged her to go ahead and confirm with Lyla If I was lying or not; after some seconds, I could see Lena staring at Ethan. For a moment, I was scared, but I remembered that white witches could not lie because there was no way she was going to say I was lying. I was telling the truth about everything I had been telling them. "Lyla says we can trust you" Lena muttered I felt so relieved after hearing that. "So w

“How does it feel to lie?” He asked her as he stood from his spot and walked toward her. “I’m not a very good liar,” she kept her mask on. “I tremble at the idea of getting caught in one, so I don’t even bother.” She shrugged elegantly. “Oh how amusing.” His canines showed as he smiled, taunting her. “Is that what you tell everyone? I can see through that very well.” Then he leaned in, and Lily was a little afraid someone would see as he whispered, “What did you come here for?”

Overnight, the public piled on her for being a faker, and things backfired spectacularly. … "Why do you keep stealing my spotlight, Hannah Linden? Why are you always working against me?" Lily shrieked hysterically, smashing everything in the room until it was a wreck. In truth, I had nothing to do with her bombing the college entrance exams or ruining her celebrity persona. Across both lifetimes, all that hatred she felt for me boiled down to one thing—jealousy. She pulled her old trick and sliced up our chat logs out of context to smear me. This time, she personally waded into the mess, using her identity as my childhood best friend to invent more lies about me.

This wasn’t how I wanted her—how I wanted anyone—to learn the truth. “Lily, it’s fine. I got checked out, and I’m fine.” “I can tell when you’re lying—” “I’m not. I swear.” Lily glared at me and set her margarita down. Now, I was in trouble. “Anna Leonard, if you don’t tell me the truth right now, I swear to God—” “Lily, I am telling you the truth. Please, believe me.” For a few seconds we only sat there, staring at each other through our screens. Finally, Lily sighed and shook her head in defeat.

I told Lilly miserably. “Jacob...You are not stupid,” Lilly gasped. “You are a sweet young man who would never dream that my daughter is a brazen little slut,” she snarled. “I have had my suspicions since New Year’s,” she confided. “Have you figured out who the man is yet?” Lilly asked me softly. When I told Lilly that I have not discovered that yet, she asked me to let her talk to Fiona. “I called to wish her a happy birthday,” Lilly chuckled. “But now...I want to rip her a new ass.”

I groaned to Flint, his silence spoke volumes as he chose to ignore me. "He is obviously lying. He is jealous over losing Lottie." She smugly laughed. Squinting my eyes at her, I found myself thankful for the swollen tongue because I was tempted to tell her to go fuck herself, that her precious twins were not that special. "He is not!" Lilly whined, not exactly helping my case with her childish behaviour. "Why would I lie Daddy?" She added, playing on the word Daddy, as she drew it out and looked up through her long fake lashes, proving my point about women.

Lilly chuckles as she retrieves the daggers, not bad; four out of six hit the bull's eye. She looks at me and frowns; I didn't realize I was rubbing my shoulder. The muscle was starting to tighten a little. “That's enough for today, it is after lunch, and I am starving.” No sooner do we sit down than the usual snide comments reach my ears. It is Sharna and her little friends. “Why would he choose that as his mate?” “It's ridiculous. Fae are only good for fucking or killing.” Lilly’s body stiffens with anger. She growls softly,

“Okay, Jonathan. You’ve clearly gone insane, so I’m going to hang up the phone now. Please call me if there’s any more news.” Lilly comes into the room a few minutes later, looking soft and sexy in a white dress that shows off swaths of her legs and hints of her breasts. “Was that Jonathan?” She’s smiling. “Is he still a control freak?” “He’s worse now.” “Worse?” She looks appalled, and a laugh bursts out of me. “He needs to lighten up.” “I’ll let you tell him that.” She wrinkles her nose at me. “So have you decided on an activity?”

I was horrified at her outburst. "It's okay. Please don't cry. I'm okay." I tried to calm her but her wailing only seemed to intensify. "What did you do, Lilly?" Ryan asked, suspicion swimming in his eyes. "I-", the Lilly girl started but I interrupted her."Nothing. Nothing happened. I just spilt my coffee on my hand accidentally and she's feeling bad. She's such a sweetheart." I lied as her tears stopped and she looked at me in surprise. "Oh, I hope you're okay, Ms Summers."