Little Big Lies Book Novels & Stories

he laughed it off as I nodded, my disappointment in him getting bigger as I smiled. “Dad, you’re not so good at lying. I’ve known you for, what, a couple of years now, and throughout that period, I’ve seen all your moves. Whenever you lie, you twist your ankle and you act strangely. Your voice gets tiny and windy, and you start to look away. I can also tell that your ears jiggle a bit, but I’m guessing that’s just a random coincidence. Just tell me what I need to know: please: it’s important.” But he shook his head. “I’m not telling you anything. That book is supposed to be for rulers of this kingdom, not for anybody.”

She would only believe this over her dead body and sneered again, “Why do you need to make up such a stupid reason to lie to me? I’m being frank today in our discussion, and I even told you about my twin sister’s existence. Plus, I was just asking about the secret handbook. It’s not like I’m going to ask you to give it to me. What are you so afraid of?” “Hey, why do people always believe in lies but not the truth? Don’t you find it funny too?” Lily spread her hands, signaling she was telling the truth, but Heather was unwilling to believe it. “You… No! It’s impossible!” After some hesitation, Heather denied the possibility that the book had never existed. How could she believe that? Soon, sh

Without lifting his head, he said, "The books behind me are ones I often read. If you're interested, I can lend them to you." The Traffic Light Trio exchanged glances. Hmph, he was surely boasting. They didn't believe that anyone could have read all those books. Liam seemed to sense their skepticism and suddenly pointed to the sixth book on the third row and fourth column of the left shelf. "Take out 'The Power of Evolution' for me." Billy, still skeptical, went over and took the book out. Indeed, it was the book Liam mentioned. "Maybe he just got lucky and guessed it right," Luke muttered discontentedly.

A man sitting across from me, same eyes, same scars, telling me jokes until I forgot to be afraid. I blinked it away. “Anyone could have read that in a file,” I said. He tilted his head. “Fine.” He stepped a fraction closer, invading my space. “You hate olives. You pretend you don’t because everyone at his tables eats them with their cocktails. But you always leave at least one on the plate, thinking no one will notice. You lied to me about your favorite book three times before you finally admitted you reread crime thrillers instead of philosophy texts. You cried at animated movies, but didn’t cry once when you told me you were going to fake your own death.”

“I pity you for being a fool for him.” She left after that, leaving me with shaking hands as I slowly looked on the magazine she threw on the bed. My lips trembled as I picked the thing where the truth lies. My breathing hitched as I saw Jacob's face in the page. It was a magazine released a year ago, and it's telling how a young millionaire conquered the business world with his unexplainable brilliance when he managed to be on top after three consecutive years in the industry. The man in the picture looked so expensive. His bold expression. His proud thick eyebrows are creased, and his lips are thinned.

Gabby left and came back a while later with a big book titled, 'THE LEGENDS OF BIGFOOT" Huh? Bigfoot?! She rose her head and opened her mouth to say something but caught Gabby looking from her face to the book in quick successions. She was trying to tell her something. Bigfoot wasn't actually Bigfoot? Maybe this was another book that might help her. She discreetly nodded and Gabby smiled. "I'm sorry this library couldn't help much but I hope you really enjoy this one. Page 138 has a very funny paragraph, check it out." Eleanor nodded. "Sure, thanks."

“I’ve been with you for six years, and you don’t trust me? Why hand me over to someone else without a word? “Lilian is lying to you. She’s framing me…” I forced my expression to look sincere. He crouched down in front of me, fingertips brushing my cheek with a gentleness that felt almost like comforting a lover. “Eliza, I can’t believe I feel for you.” He sighed. “You know how much I hate being lied to.” Slowly, his hand moved to my neck, tightening little by little. I struggled to breathe, staring into his eyes. It was like an endless black abyss, hiding a bloodthirsty beast.

"Do you leave alone?'' I asked with a terrified vioce. Yes I do, I'm not married yet so'' he said and sat down and began to eat what evry he laid his hands on and told me to be comfortable, me knowing from where I'm coming from I've never been to a house like this so big and he doesn't look like someone who has such richest. when we were done eating we went back upstirs and I noticed a liberay and I went ahead to enter and I noyice most of the book had his name on it meaning he was a big time writer. " I know you have a lot of questions to ask me, yeah I'm rich I'm not an engineer I'm just a writer and I don't know why I lied but sometimes I feel writing is liam and also my family is wealthy

He moved away now, walking toward the chair and sitting down slowly, like the weight of something unseen had settled on him. “People think betrayal starts with big actions,” he continued. “Big decisions. Big mistakes.” His gaze drifted briefly—not to me, but somewhere else. Somewhere internal. “But it doesn’t.” A pause. “It starts small.” His fingers tapped lightly against the arm of the chair. “Small lies. Small secrets. Small things people think don’t matter.” My chest tightened slightly. Not visibly. But enough for me to feel it. Because every word felt like it was brushing too close to truth.

The entirety of South City had witnessed our love. On our wedding day, he swore on God, "Lia, I'll never betray you, and I'll never hurt you." And yet, in the end, he did both. Suddenly, I felt so, so tired… I lay on the floor the whole night, my mind never stopped resting. When morning came, I made my decision. I called my father, Midas Medina. "Dad, Medina Group is expanding its business in Lumiere City lately, right? I want to go there for a while, to learn and see how things work."