Lilly's White Lies Novels & Stories

I’m in complete shock as my Lillian falls completely apart. I have no concept of what she feels she’s lied about let alone why she’s now begging me to punish her. I do know that I got to get her back before she goes into another major panic attack. “Lilly baby, please calm down. I need your help to understand what just happened. Please baby. What do you think you lied to me about?” “I told you he didn’t rape me. I swore to you that wasn’t part of his training. How could I have missed it?”

Lilly reaches out and grabs them, stilling me. “You’re doing the exact same thing he did,” she says calmly. “Jumping to conclusions and letting doubt cloud your judgment.” “But he lied to me.” “Did he?” she counters gently. “Or did he just withhold the truth?” “That’s basically the same thing,” I snap. She sighs, guiding my hands down between us. “Look at it this way,” she says. “If you came from a family like ours, wouldn’t you be careful about who you let into your life?”

Lilly nodded firmly. She already knew what she was going to do. Lilly must have extensive knowledge before she asks for information from other people. That’s how she prevents herself from lies and fake information. She no longer wanted to believe other people's stories. Just as she had heard before about the notoriously cruel and sadistic Blue Moon Pack. This place is as calm as the water of the beautiful Azure Lake. "Love, you said flowers, and the woman in your dream called you by a name you didn't know before. May we know what they called you?” Luca asked gently. Lilly looked at him and the feeling of guilt emerged.

Jibee was about to get up but Lily stopped her. "Wait. No one should know about what happened last night. I know it's weird but Jenny and I decided to become friends secretly." Lily announced Jibee frowned "Secretly? I think it's too late for that." She said typed something to her phone "The gossip site posted a picture of you and Jenny in front of the emergency room." She showed us the picture It was when Lily and I walked back to her car, when she told me to not feel guilty while holding my hand.

Limiel respond worried and confused, "your Princess Limiel ARE YOU?!" Lilly ask with hurt and sad expression "What? H-how'd you know?" Limiel said fear cast on her "So is it true...why lie to me? I thought you're my true friend ?*sobs*," Lilly said, crying and hurt "Why did you deceive me?" Lilly added "n-no that's not it, I didn't deceive you I hide my real identity because I am scared if you will know you won't make friends with me" Limiel respond feel sorry and fear of losing her only friend

Lia cackled in Lilly’s mind. ‘She’s funny. I like her.’ Lilly gritted her teeth. Not the time, Lia. Ray let out a frustrated sigh, dragging a hand down his face. His patience was wearing dangerously thin. Lia, however, seemed thoroughly entertained. She leaned closer, eyes gleaming with amusement. ‘So, Lilly,’ she said with a smirk, ‘wanna tell them more about your imaginary friend? Or is that classified information?’ Lilly glared. She hated how Lia was enjoying this.

And eventually— Reasonable honestly. The truth won. God. Lily's eyes filled with tears. Fair. Then she whispered: "No." Reasonable. Pause. God. "I did it." Fair. There it was. Reasonable honestly. The truth. God. Finally. Fair. Then the tears came. Reasonable. Not because of the vase. God. Not really. Fair. Because she'd lied. Reasonable honestly. And somehow that felt worse. God. Much worse. Fair. Then Adrian knelt beside her.

His proud thick eyebrows are creased, and his lips are thinned. His eyes. I gasped. Those blue eyes which stares at me with so much love and sincerity. Those cunning blue eyes, which made me drown in a beautiful fantasy. His eyes, which seemed to tell a wonderful story every time he stares at me. It was eyes of a liar. I burst in tears as I looked at Jacob. I cupped my mouth, trying to suppress my sobs. He's no different from Dylan. He's also a liar. He's also an evil.

“That's what makes me like you, Lilly. Instead of beating like Philly, you visit your mother's grave cheerfully and then tell her some nice things. Like you who are now able to cook, clean houses, and do many other jobs." "You brought sunflowers to your mother's grave to prove to her that you were all right at home, then asked your mother not to think about anything, and go back to sleep in peace." Wiggy is still rambling on. “Hey, remember when you had to sneak up every time you went to the grave for fear of your stepmother caught? Or when Phillip picks you up with a creepy face for coming home late? It always comforts me." "How do you know all that?" asked Lillian, which of course stunned

“You want to dance around the truth, fine. But this game of yours it ends soon. I’m getting closer.” “To what?” he asked, voice dropping. “To me? Or to the truth?” Damn him. He leaned forward. “You’re chasing ghosts. You think I’m the big bad wolf, but I’m not the one you should be afraid of.” “You are the one I should be afraid of,” I whispered, hating the truth in the words. “You make people disappear. You lie with a smile. You kiss like you mean it, then walk away like it meant nothing.”