Little Lies Novels & Stories

He points out with the excitement decreasing. Rule #4: If you're going to lie, make it believable. "I didn't hear it fast enough," I lie with a quivering tone, biting my lips slowly, but if he took note of that he doesn't say. "Turn the TV to Channel 11." He tells me instead and I get up from my seat and walk out of my office to the outer room where the TV is and I turn it from fashion TV currently showing, to Channel 11 as instructed. There is news being broadcasted and then I see Eli on the TV screen giving a speech to the host interviewing him and the caption reads "Eli Wilson on the gift of Sight" is below the screen

It tasted of absolutely nothing except mayonnaise. I sat staring out at the darkness rushing past the window while random thoughts kept nudging at the edges of my exhaustion. Missing pieces. New pieces. No pieces at all. There were lies so small they hardly mattered, the sort you could choose to believe or ignore without consequence. Then there were lies that looked harmless on the surface but carried enormous ramifications underneath. And sometimes deception wasn’t about what somebody said—it was about what they deliberately left unsaid. Jock’s lies always hovered dangerously close to the truth.

“One, I love video games. Two, I once pushed a stranger in a pool. Three, I love pickles. Which one’s the lie?’ he said and we started guessing. “You love pickles is the lie,” I spoke first. “I agree with Muff,” Michane followed and next was Krys who also agreed. “Bro, we know you. You could easily push somebody off even on a cliff.” We all laughed at what Levine said. “Okay, I’m next. One, I know how to dance. Two, I have three siblings. Three, I forget a lot about birthdays,” Krysyle said, making our brows furrow. “There’s literally no lie there, Krysyle Verlice,” I answered. “There is!” she exclaimed. “I’m guessing she knows how to dance is a lie,” Clint answered, making me do a facepalm.

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

He ordered our favorite food then came back. We played 2 truths and 1 lie. Each player should write down two truths about himself, just he knows it and 1 lie and the other players try to find out which is the lie. " Let's start with Malik." I said " Okay, I've read over 40 books/ I'm in love/ I hate the smell of wine." " Ohh come on Malik, of course you don't hate the smell of wine, you drink it." Luke said, rolling his eyes,

The problem with hearing more than everyone else was that people forgot to be careful. They whispered because they thought no one could hear. They turned away because they thought that was enough. By the end of the week, I had learned things I absolutely did not want to know. Maeve hated carrots, that wasn't important. Selene talked in her sleep, that was hilarious. Lila sometimes sang when she thought she was alone. That information stayed with me forever. But other things weren't funny. Like the way people's hearts changed when they lied. I started noticing it during lunch. Lila sat across from me, telling Maeve about a letter she'd received.

“Come on. Tell me three facts — two truths and one lie.” I giggle again, but I notice he's really serious, and it makes me suddenly uncomfortable. “Come on. Give me three facts that I can't tell if they're true or false.” Hum… I'm silent for a few moments, thinking about the truths about myself that Jasper would never imagine… and I feel slightly disconcerted when I realize that there's nothing really extraordinary that could sound like a lie, except…. “Okay… Let's do it.” I sigh deeply and settle down as well, though I keep the pillow between my legs, covering my belly, which is being taken over by an intense cold. “First fact: I have no memory of before I was six.”

But when she realises he had known who she was all along Rella couldn't help but wonder what else he was keeping from her. FATED TO LOVE YOU SERIES IT STARTED WITH A LIE Selya Williams is a twenty-five year old Nigerian-American who's had the worst of luck in men, had just found out that her fiancée was married. When one lie makes her cross path with the city's most eligible bachelor, she leaps at the chance to be his fake fiancée to help mend her broken heart only to realise that it wasn't going to be easy keeping her heart out of the deal.

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. But more than that— She hated that no one believed her.

The cold night wind was harsh, and my soaked clothes clung to my skin, making me shiver uncontrollably. My heart, too, had turned completely cold. I curled up in the corner, trying to find a sliver of warmth. But just then, I heard a woman’s moan. “Oh stop, do you really like this outfit that much?” “Laura is right next door—you’re not even worried she might come out and see us?” Jack laughed breathlessly and said flirtatiously, “Relax, with Cameron out there, how would she have time to care about us? Besides, we’ve been apart for so many years—don’t you miss me?”