Live No Lies Novels & Stories

This was the undeniable reality. The secretary continued, "The child developed leukemia due to malnutrition. Sharon borrowed money from everywhere to pay for treatment. But on the way to the hospital, he died in pain…" The secretary was about to go on, but Sofia slammed the phone to the ground. Joe couldn't hold it in. Tears poured freely. He hadn't realized how much his deception had cost them. His lies… had taken his son's life. The more he thought, the tighter his chest twisted. The only relief was to slap himself hard, over and over, while cursing himself a fool, a monster.

“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.

I heard about Piero's recent life from other classmates. After that day, he and Vivian had a huge fight. He said he still loved me, wanted to divorce Vivian, and blamed her for keeping him from marrying me. Vivian was furious, blurting out that she never had cancer. It was all a lie to get him to marry her. When she went abroad and learned Piero was with me, she couldn't accept it. Knowing he'd liked her before, she crafted a lie, and it worked.

A middle-aged woman greeted them—Monique Lee, a former investigative journalist who now ran a fearless independent news channel known for exposing corporate corruption. “Hunter Jackson. Evalina. You actually came,” Monique said, shaking their hands. Evalina got straight to the point. “We want a live interview. No edits. No filters. We want to tell everything from our side. We’re betting everything on the truth.” Monique looked at Hunter. “Are you brave enough for that?” Hunter nodded firmly. “I won’t stay silent while people try to destroy the woman I love.” In that small studio, the lights came on. Cameras rolled. Microphones recorded every word. And the live stream began.

“Alright, here are mine: One, I’ve been skydiving. Two, I can cook gourmet meals. Three, I hate heights.” “I bet the lie is skydiving,” Kieran said. “No, I think it’s the gourmet meals,” Thalia argued. Lily smirked. “The lie is that I hate heights. I actually love them.” “You weirdo!” Marcus laughed. The pack laughed and applauded. “Kieran, your turn,” Lily said, passing the game to him. Kieran stood up, scratching his head. “Okay, let’s see: One, I’ve never been in a serious relationship. Two, I’m a great painter. Three, I’m afraid of the dark.”

I asked. "I don't know how to explain but I am sure you will kill me for that, " I rose my brows in confusion, "why would I kill you? what had you done?" I asked back to back. "I lied to you bout something, " He says. "What is it?" "Elina, what she told you in the hospital when you thought she lost her memory was right, I lied to you about her health condition she was all fine but-" Then he stopped in the middle of speaking out of the blue.

Chapter Two: The Truth Hurts I sat in the dim living room, my body trembling, my chest so heavy it felt like I couldn’t breathe. Tears kept falling, no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I thought I was strong. I thought I could handle anything. But nothing had ever hurt like this. Adrian. The man I loved. The man I trusted. The man I had built my life around. Had been lying to me all along. I went to his office today to surprise him, to remind him that we were still a team. That after everything, we were still us.

Maeve asked, swiping her phone out. Noelle flipped open a notepad. “You have two interviews at talk show today, and a meeting with Dylan Bass,” Noelle said. “Good. You have the address of the shows and their numbers?” She asked. “What time?” “One is by ten this morning,” Noelle flipped the notepad. “Another by two and then, Dylan Bass is expecting you in his home by five in the evening.” “Okay, that’s perfect then,” Maeve said. “How are the invitations going?” She asked.

He asked. “ No!” People close to the window answered. “ Thank Goodness, you all can move back in and take your seats, it's safe now!” He said. Lisa took my hand and we all took our seats. Jasper waited till everyone seated and it became silent. All seated, Jasper broke the silence. “Now, if I could have your attention, I’d like to welcome you all to the official launch party for Livelife, the revolutionary new social media platform that’s going to change the way we connect with each other.”

“Three minutes to air.” “I'm already on the live channel,” Mark says, setting the ipad upright on the coffee table so we can all see the live feed. The live show shows a blond-haired host sitting at a desk and dictating to the camera the latest news story to hit the headlines. She uses the“Y” word instead of my name. Then she cuts to the subject of Mickle having an illegitimate child, the host says mysteriously to the camera. “There is another woman who claims to be related to Mikael and she will be with us today.”