Live No Lies Novels & Stories

"What do you mean live?" "Live broadcast!" the woman answered, pulling me toward the living room. "Your interview with Nicholas will be streaming live on Vogue's website and I*******m. We're expecting millions of viewers!" My blood ran cold. Millions of viewers. Nicholas was suddenly beside me, and he leaned in close, his lips near my ear so only I could hear. "Apparently, there's going to be a live interview in five minutes," he whispered urgently. "America is going to be watching. Get ready. I heard we're going to be playing a game of truths and lies."

Justin whispered, his hand squeezing mine, his touch electric, steadying my trembling nerves as we faced the host, her smile polished but predatory, her eyes glinting with curiosity. “The ultrasound was a fabrication,” I said, my voice steady, my nurse’s calm a fragile mask over the turmoil churning inside. “Xiamond manipulated a private post to hurt us. There’s no pregnancy.” The lie scorched my throat, our baby’s existence a sacred secret known only to Justin, Sarah, and me. I’m betraying our child to protect it, I thought, my hand twitching toward my stomach, hidden beneath the blazer. The host leaned in, her questions sharp, probing, but Justin took over, his tech charm a shield. “This i

The whole country roasted him online, and every dirty detail of his life spread like wildfire. Meanwhile, the internet found out that Riley had returned to the country. They tore her apart online, peeling back every scandal, every ugly truth. They revealed that Gigi had been born from an affair with a married, rich guy. That man went bankrupt and killed himself. Riley lied to Sheldon, said she "didn't believe in marriage" and had a kid through IVF. Then, when she went abroad with him, she cheated with other men behind his back. And when Sheldon lost it all, she dumped him and ran off with some foreign guy. When he got sick of her, she dragged herself back home, broke and desperate.

“Say it again. Admit you lied.” Adriana tilted her head. “You think I don’t know you’re recording this?” She pulled a phone from her coat. “I’ve been livestreaming since you walked in. Everyone’s watching the great Leon Phoenix beg.” Leon froze. On the phone screen, comments flooded in: *“Guilty!”* *“Lock him up!”* Adriana stepped closer. “Checkmate.” --- **Stephanie’s Safe House** Stephanie rocked the baby, her eyes glued to the news. Leon’s face filled the screen—*“Billionaire Begs Ex-Wife in Secret Meeting!”*

It wasn't until she got into Larissa's car that she smacked her thigh in triumph and exclaimed, "I remember now! That's the guy from LuminoLive! He tried to get me to join them last time, but I refused." LuminoLive was the only live-streaming platform that could rival StreamWave. The country's most popular anchors were predominantly on these two platforms. Seeing someone having a meal with Lana, it was obvious what it meant. However, it remained unclear whether LuminoLive was attempting to poach Lana or if Lana herself wanted to jump ship.

"Exactly! You can just focus on doing interviews. I guarantee that you'll become explosively popular!" "The kid will never believe you!" "Isn't the recent gossip about Jonathan and his ex-stepmother? What if a bombshell drops and the live stream becomes blocked?" "It's alright. Even if the kid is blocked, there's still Giselle. Both of them have elite family backgrounds and are very wealthy. They won't be blocked for long." "They can just speak in code so that only the fans will understand. The platform won't be able to detect it then. They won't do anything to the live stream."

“When is the live ending?" He glanced at his wristwatch, then back at me. “It's a thirty-minute live, which means it'll end in a few minutes," he said I stretched out my hand, and he handed the tab over to me. I clicked on the tab and gripped the sides of it as my heart clenched when he came into view again. “So, it was all a lie?" A reporter asked from where they sat, and my eyes widened. He was telling the truth! “Yes," he replied flatly, and my heart clenched.

"I'm a smoke show every damn day, but tonight I'm finally gonna have major competition!" Elsbeth Lange squealed as she gave her best friend a tight hug, careful not to wrinkle either of their outfits. "Stop it," Giavanna laughed, waving her hand in front of her face in an attempt to stop grateful tears from trickling out her eyes. "You are a miracle worker." "Pfffffft! Please. You gotta have good raw material to pull this off. Unmated folks are going to literally ask you to step on them," Elsbeth stated as she turned Giavanna towards the floor-length mirror.

With that, I switched off my phone and fell asleep, oblivious to the chaos unfolding in the comments. [What's going on, Jilian? Going through a phase?] [Wait… Are you getting divorced?] That comment received a reply that said, [Shut up. Give her some space.] In a group chat with Harvey's friends, someone wrote what no one dared say aloud. [I told you Harvey went out of line by turning a whole celebration into a funeral. Whatever happened, he should've waited until after the event. Jilian looked completely broken that day.] Someone stepped in and spoke up on Harvey's behalf. [Come on, a life was lost. We'd all pause for a stranger, let alone a first love. Everyone has a crush they never actua

My husband consoled me asking me to confide in him. "what is it that you're not telling me? You've not done this b4 have u?" he asked "Iiii... hhaaave" i replied stuttering. "yet u can't even prove it? Why are u lying? Tell me the truth Ifeoma." he said. The moment he called me with my full name I knew he was serious. I had no choice so I told him the truth. Yes the Ifeoma that makes mouth about s** has no experience. "I'm sorry" I said to him. That was how it all went on our wedding night o..