Locked Up Liars Novels & Stories

"When I handed Jil over to you, you promised to love and protect her. Have you forgotten? Only a few years in, and this is what we get! We may be old, but we're not dead!" Harvey dared not cry out in pain and only grunted softly every time the spatula struck. He wanted to explain himself, only to open his mouth and close it again. "Just go. We don't want you getting hurt and blaming it on us later." Holding the spatula, Dad was about to close the door when Harvey, who had stayed silent the whole time, lunged forward and jammed his hand in the frame. "Please, let me talk to Jilian. I have something to tell her. I know that I've messed up, and I'm here to make things right. Please let me talk

“I'm convinced facts matter." The apartment became quiet again. Linda folded her arms, "then present your facts.” I leaned back slightly. "You were with me the day I initiated the contract.” Her expression remained neutral. “And I left you in the room that same day.” A flicker; small and almost invisible but it was there. Linda looked down at her glass before laughing softly. "So we're playing detective now?” “We’re eliminating possibilities.” She shrugged. “Maybe someone hacked your system." “They didn't."

This jerk. His smile widened at the sight of her. “You never failed to amuse me, woman. A beautiful liar, that's what you are,” “Why do you keep telling me that I’m lying?” "You just told me you wanted to take everything slowly, didn't you? Yet, here you are stripping right before me. Can't you get any more inconsistent?”

She said I rolled my eyes, that’s just a fucking lie, she just wants to see my face, she wants to show me that she was more than me. Fucking bitch! "He wants his so-called jacket, he should come get it in the morning." I groaned as I began shutting the door Maria placed her hand on it

“Massimo, I was trying to do something for the cooperative last year and I tried to apply. I was given an opportunity to work for the Governor and you wouldn’t believe what I discovered. I had no idea you would be his enemy or maybe his foe. You have to listen to me Massi, I would never lie to you. He’s going to give you a call right now…” I listened to him attentively. I couldn’t believe him at all. It was a very difficult moment. I was only trying to eb as rational as I could. The last time something of this nature occurred, I was actually robbed on the highway. I needed to be sure that he was the one who called, he needed to come on live cam so I’d be able to see his life. “Luka, I just d

“I needed to see him—to carefully see him for the man he is before I end him, and maybe if he'd change.” “And?” “He hasn’t. He’s still a liar. The only difference is now I know what kind of liar he is.” There’s a pause on the line. “Do you think he’s connected to Lydia?” I grip the wheel tighter. “He’s too calm for a man who’s been caught in a scandal. The video leaks, and he doesn’t even flinch. Either he expected it… or he’s part of something bigger with her.” “You think the councilman?” I nod to myself, eyes narrowing. “Yes. Lydia, the councilman, Jonathan—they’re all tangled in the same mess. That video wasn’t just about sex. It was leverage.”

"I warned you not to mess up. But look at what you did! Fucking hell!" Lia's gaze remained fixed on the floor, her shoulders slumped, a subtle tremor in her fingers. She stammered, "What else was I supposed to do? If it was so easy for you, then why did you involve me in it?" She lifted her head, her eyes flashing with defiance but tinged with a hint of desperation. "Just admit that it was your plan. I already told you it was stupid with shit tons of loopholes! I warned you that creating a misunderstanding between them wasn't going to be so easy. Yet you wanted to go ahead with it. So stop blaming me!"

The scary part? I'm actually letting my guard down when it comes to Liam. Like… there were a hundred locks on my body. And somehow, that idiot—without permission—has managed to magically unlock at least eighty of them. Just like that. No warning. No keys. I tried pinching the side of my thigh earlier—hoping it would shake me out of it. But no. My body’s a traitor. It’s not listening to me anymore. Do I even own it at this point?

"Why are you giving up on us before we have a chance to fight? Why are you losing hope so soon?" "You're not Dr. Luca Fernando and this is not a therapy session. I'm your wife and apparently your daughter. Can we just face the truth of the situation?" "Why are you running away?" Lia shook her head, waving her hands in front of his face. "I'm not, I swear I'm not. The only thing I'm doing is accepting the truth of our situation which you're clearly still in denial about." "I'm not in denial Lia, I know what the situation is and I say fuck it." He cursed and she chuckled despite herself, tears filling up her eyes.

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll