Novel & Cerita Loving A Liar

Lia said in the cruelest tone and gulp the wine quickly. Anger was biting her body, and she was feeling uncomfortable. How hatred could make someone feel better? It can only claw your inside and kill you from inside. Only love could heal a person’s body and soul. “What is the update? Did you get any news from that assassin? He should be after her already.” Lara asked. “He would call me anytime. I have ordered him to finish this task before she could reach her office.” Lia said, and they laugh out. They both will be happy after Gloria died.

“Not for a single time but we had a lot of ups and downs. And that’s why I know how much it hurts when you think someone is pretending.” My chest tightened again. “That’s what Tyler did. He lied to me over and over. Said he loved me. Then left me for another. And also tried to kill me, that really hurts.” Aunt Liora closed her eyes for a moment. “Some people confuse love with power. They take, and they manipulate, and they pretend because they want control.” I nodded. “But how do I know Adrian isn’t the same?” “That,” she said gently, “is the question only time can answer. But tell me this: does he treat you right most times?”

“He hasn’t lied to me.” “Hasn’t he?” Nox’s eyes bore into mine. “Hasn’t he told you about how you're nothing to him but a broken girl that'll listen to whatever he says? Or how you're so desperate to be loved, that you'll let yourself be his bed warmer?” My heart stutters. Lior could never be that guy. Never. "You're lying!" I growl, dropping my bag and covering my ears. "You're lying, Nox!" "Am I? Think about it and tell me you don't notice things that seem a little too good to be true," he pleads.

Cheating is the most disgusting, hurtful and disrespectful thing you could ever do to someone you say you love. I covered my ears but no use, it's just keep on repeating the word he used to say. Why are he like that? He is really really into me. And no matter what I do, I still can't hate him. "Shut the fuck up Manu! You're not missing me you're a liar!!" I began to start crying again. He's a liar he told me that he loves me then the next day what? He makes me feel Unwanted? It hurts! It really is.

“And your loverboy is having his first dance with his wife.” “He is ignoring me for that bloody bitch.” Lia said in a high pitch. “What’s the point of shouting now? It was you who planted the idea of contract marriage in his mind. You don’t know what kind of stupidity you have done!!” Jennifer spat and ended the call. Lia looked at the blank screen and then threw her phone on the bed. “You are gonna pay for this, Mishka.” ***

You let me love a man who hid my mother’s killer under the same roof. "I lied to you so I could have you!" Mavric shouted in frustration. "Yes, I am selfish! I am possessive! I cannot let you go even if this truth destroys us! I would rather be hated by you for a lifetime as long as you stay by my side, than watch you leave and live happily without me!" Mavric kissed her roughly, a kiss filled with desperation and possession. Liora tried to struggle, hitting his chest, but he did not release her.

"It didn't mean anything to you, because you liked Miles. And guess what? You didn't return her feelings, so she reacted the way she does. She went after Miles. Don't you see? She does this, over and over." "But she always says she's in love with Eli..." I trail off, trying to make sense of all of this. "It's a lie. He doesn't go to our school, she didn't have to go out of her way to try to be with him. She just says it, to fool everyone." I roll onto my back and stare up to my ceiling. My head is spinning. "She'd never to commit to a guy, because she doesn't like guys. The signs were there, Isobel. We just didn't see them."

"She is a wisp of smoke in the fires of eternity, not a slow burning ember as I" Child or not, he felt joy for the first time since he'd lost Sil, and it felt strangely like infidelity. How dare he even dream of another woman, even entertain the inkling of the possibility of companionship. His soulmate, his dear, perfect girl had disappeared without a trace. He was to blame, he and his his misguided, naive decisions to work magic he did not understand. It had seemed so innocent, so perfect. He had greatly underestimated its power, how its tendrils would infect the very core of his being. He had lost everything. Even his Immortal soul, safely contained outside his body, had become foreign t

He had to be honest, though—it was for his sister’s publications project. "Maybe... I’m not sure yet. It felt like admiration that faded after a week." Sounded more like infatuation. "How many girlfriends have you had?" Another dumb question. "One in high school and one in college." "Do you believe that love is blind?" Definitely not! Love is about acceptance. He placed his palm on his face, realizing this questionnaire was probably just part of Ashley’s joke. She knew he hated talking about his love life. Sipping his coffee, he moved on to the next question—then nearly choked when he read it.

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?”