Little White Lies Jennifer Lynn Barnes Novels & Stories

“No. I won’t do it. I won’t be your fake little bitch so you can keep your ass out of trouble.” “You asked me what you get out of it.” I walked towards her and took her hands, dropping them to her sides and clasping the sides of her face. She looked like she wanted to shove me into the tree trunk behind her, to be honest. “You get your ex leaving you alone. Thinking you’ve moved on. Baby, I ain’t askin’ you to like me. I’m askin’—” “Me to lie for you.” “And for you.” “Are you really turning this around on me?” She shook her head. “You dick.”

“I just… I owe you. More than a drink. More than anything.” She nodded, eyes on the amber liquid. Downed it. Signaled for another. “I’m Warren.” “Jayla.” Her voice was soft now. Tired. “Its obvious something is bothering you. You don’t have to talk,” I said. “But if you want to… I’m here.” She laughed, but it broke in the middle. “You don’t want my story, Warren. It’s ugly.” “I just pretended to be your husband for an hour. I think I can handle ugly.”

“But he moves money around. He decides who gets the green light. He’s the kind of shadow you’ll never find in any records.” Lila closed her eyes for a second. She was exhausted, scared, but more alive than she’d felt in ages. “We started this,” she whispered. “We tugged the thread.” Lucien put his hand on her shoulder—steady, not claiming. “Then we keep pulling,” he said. The cameras kept rolling. Outside, the world leaned in, hungry. Up above, someone who counted on silence just got the warning. And under the buzz of the press lights, a phone buzzed in a pocket—Daniel’s. He read the new alert, and a sharp little smile flashed across his face.

And in that quiet hospital room, surrounded by the smell of antiseptic and the hum of machines, Amira finally believed in something she hadn’t dared to before. A future. THE END AUTHOR- 📚GENEVA .A. ZWICKER📚

My voice was breaking so hard that the words came out in pieces. In the background, I heard Gigi giggling. "Daddy, play with me!" Sheldon sighed, annoyed. "Lizzie, stop. Do you think I'm stupid? You just don't want me leaving, so you're making this up." "What the hell are you talking about? I wouldn't lie about this! I'll call you on video and show you. He's dying! Please, Sheldon, I'm begging you. Come back and save him." For a split second, I thought maybe, just maybe, he'd come through. If he showed up now, if he saved Jonah, I'd let everything else go.

“ I’m guessing you’re a light weight but don’t worry I know a bomb cocktail you could try …just you wait “ I almost kicked my heels together as I walked back to the counter ,smiling ear to ear . AFTER WORK. We closed up the diner at 11pm ,it’s Friday so we could sleep in tomorrow and let the baby workers do the work tomorrow. We got to Barnies the music was blasting ,the drinks rolling out and you could smell the chicken frying out back . I grabbed mary a drink and took it up to her “ Here” I handed it to her , her small hands wrapped around the glass softly ,touching me a little as she took it from me.. her body a little cold . But I shook it off . I sat on the stool beside her and watched

“Because that's kind of a hard story to believe.” I laughed, this time because I was nervous. “Yes. Why would I lie to you guys?” I continued lying. This was how people sank further and further into lies. For a moment, I imagined the worst. What if I push myself in too deep? What if it became harder to climb out of the lie and I just kept on going and going with it until I couldn't get up again? What if I found myself forgiving Alex all because I couldn't face the world as the cheated-on fiancee?

“Yeah, worse though. Ma, I can help you with the pot roast before I go.” She stuttered over her words and I couldn’t tell if it was because I’d called her Ma or because I’d freely offered to help her when I didn’t have to. “I’d like that.” I made small talk with her and Stanley as I seasoned the roast, trying my best to keep the conversation neutral. Once it was in the oven I got ready to leave. The lie my mom told about the end table became more evident as we headed for the door. The table was nowhere in sight and the phone was on a stand on the other side of the room. “Maybe the two of you can come to the competition tomorrow?” I didn’t truly want them to come, but the less time she spent

The walls of the joint room of 10, were also in poor condition, with paint scractched away, leaving the cement walls peeking. She was lost in her own world coloring in her coloring book, that she had got after begging the caretaker for nth time. It was so precious for her. The barbies looked so pretty in that coloring book, that she had decided what she wanted to become after growing up. She wanted to be a barbie in her own barbie world! A cute smile stretched upon her lips. She was coloring the barbie's hairs, when someone rudely snatched the coloring book away. Sia gasped not grasping the situation and intinctively reached towards her coloring book, which was held by Tony. He was a 9 year

Ace told me, and my tears flowed once more. "Who will I believe if that is also a lie? You ruined my life, and I tried to change, but even if I change, I still get the worst life possible," I told Ace, and I was ready to jump away from him again. "I've loved you, Unice, since I told you someone had murdered my family. How can I lie to you?" I laughed as Ace told me. "I give up, Ace. Let's stop this," I said as I jumped, knowing I had fallen into the water and could still live.