Little Big Lies Book Novels & Stories

Slowly but smoothly, the car pulled into the driveway and parked at a spot which was meant for vehicles which belonged to visitors. The car engine turned off and Maren took a deep breath, trying to contain the massive amount of anxiety she was feeling right now. What if he really was lying? What if they'd never met, and that was just a forged copy of the locket? But why would he lie? Just to get her? Or was he some undercover agent trying to ruin her? More importantly, who exactly was the man in particular? All these questions ran through her mind as she stepped out of the vehicle and headed with calculated steps towards the massive and elegantly designed building.

This was one of the places I found my peace. My gaze flickered to the guy in grey suit on the chair beside mine, as he flipped through his bible to find Matthew 26:52. Even after the pastor had gone on to another verse, he didn't seem to be impatient. He continued flipping pages after pages, as slowly as a snail. It was obvious he didn't know Matthew was the first book in the New testament. My lips twitched, itching for a smile. "Marco, Matthew is the first book in the new testament."

I sniffed his perfume from a distance, it was one of the most expensive he had in his collection. “Why are you acting so nervous?” He asked, his voice trembling and diminished. I was actually trying to figure out if that was true or not, as I stood so dumbfounded and stared at him, without a single word. “Are you being serious right now? why aren’t you even talking to me, Ana?” He inquired again. “Um, I think I would have to drink some water, I feel thirsty, even before you came,” That was a blatant lie though, and I knew he wouldn’t believe me, but who was he to detect what I was up to since he wasn’t telepathic?.

Is the girl always beside Sophie an impostor? I was wide awake then after reading the headline. I opened the link. The post had gone up on the university's message board at three that morning. [Does everyone remember Eve? The girl who follows Sophie everywhere and even made her bed on the first day of the semester?] [You thought she was just Sophie's roommate? How naive.] [Her father is actually a servant for the Lane family whose job is to serve them.] [So, she really is the Lane family's pet. Mystery solved.]

“What’s going on? You’ve been in here a while.” “Well, Xavier was just letting me know dinner was wrapping up.” The lie rolled off my tongue before I could think, and I managed a small smile to make it more convincing. “I was also lost in our little discussion that I lost track of time.” Frank looked at me for a moment like he found something blue in what I said and then Xavier, I couldn’t read the plain expression he had, it was the kind of look that made you think he had some suspicious thoughts. My pulse hammered in my ears but I held his gaze, kept my shoulders lose and held on to the smile.

“You’re unbelievably rude.” He grinned. “There’s the Riley I know.” And somehow for the first time since yesterday I laughed properly. The kind of laugh I hadn’t realized I needed. We stayed there talking about random things. Childhood memories. And somehow Damien eventually started telling me embarrassing stories about Leonardo. “Wait,” I laughed. “You’re telling me Leonardo actually had anger issues over dessert?” “I’m serious,” Damien said between laughs. “We were like thirteen, someone stole his dessert and he investigated the situation like a homicide detective.”

Through my blurred vision, I thought I saw the man who had held me close at the funeral and promised me the world. "I'll give you a home, Eleanor. Everything I have is yours." So all of it was just another lie he told me.

“Then why does it look like you? Why does it sound like you?” “Because someone wants me destroyed,” Montez bit out, his voice low and feral. “And they’ve mastered the art of lies.” “It’s as if they’re all popping out of thin air.” She swallowed hard. “The exposé… the testimonies…” He scoffed, his lip curling. “Fabrications. Paid mouths and forged documents. They think they can bury me with rumors.” She clutched her phone tighter, the screen still showing headlines. MONSTER IN A SUIT: WOMEN SPEAK OUT.

I kept it on the center table and then head out of the house. After graduation, I worked for a publishing company which lasted for a few weeks, not that I got fired but the boss kinda wants me to be his sex tool. That’s right he basically told me that he pressed my bobs in his dreams and that he wants to make that dream a reality. I made sure

But then I reminded myself that I wouldn't be getting into trouble if I had my own things and didn't have to beg anybody for theirs or accept what people suggested, just like in Celia's case. And looked at me sternly for some time, seemingly assessing me in and out before he finally said something. "Where did you get this?" He asked, raising the book I had been reading. I was so scared instantly and my heart raced while my mind scrambled for a believable lie that would get me out of this messy situation. "I... I." I stuttered for a while before something came to my mind, a lame lie. "I stole it from one of the guards," I stammered, not wanting to put anybody in trouble and also hoping that m