Loving A Liar Novels & Stories

“Not…not until she was older—walking, talking when she shouldn’t, hitting milestones too early. By then, you’d already been so in love with her, I didn’t want t—” “You’ve been lying to me this whole time. You—you—were you just waiting for the right moment to make a meal of me? Turn me into a monster, too? Is Valerie just another one of your lies? A demon from her mother’s womb?” “Jerry, that’s enough!” “What else have you been lying about? Is your name even Helena?” Helena looked around the room, her shoulders weighed down by the heat of the conversation and the accusatory questions the man she loved kept throwing at her. She gave another sigh, one laden with resignation and fatigue. “No…no,

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“Forever, even in silence.” I remember our first night together, the way he trembled when he touched me, how he made love to me like he was discovering religion for the first time. He kissed every part of me like I was made of prayers. When it was over, he pressed his forehead to mine and said, “I will never let anything take you from me.” Funny how the world makes liars of lovers. Noah didn’t ask about his father much. And when he did, I’d give vague answers. “He was strong,” I’d say. “Smart. A man of big dreams.” All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie.

For her blue moon plans to work, she couldn’t risk there being another female around that Alexander would listen to and side with. However, that was all just my conclusion. I wanted facts if Liar could even spew anything but lies. After all, that saying to assume is to make an ass of u and me. I want to hear her motives from her. No matter how disgusting and painful they might be to hear. “Because I love him, and you were nothing but a weight holding him back.” Liar scoffed. ‘Let me out. I can make Liar say the truth.’ Helia growled.

——————— Two months later. Agnes, with Louis' help, successfully applied for the position of Ryan's secretary. As far as she knows, now he is the CEO of HOU, a financial company ranked in the top 10 in the world. From perfect looks to a huge fortune, anyone aspires to be a small part like him. Not to mention his skills in bed. Every time she recalls that day, Agnes blushes. Agnes's mission is to make Ryan let his guard down and fall in love with her. Then she would use his loophole to help Louis. Agnes doesn't know if she can afford Ryan's love anymore. Based on beauty? He must have met many more beautiful people than her.

And why did this have to happen to me - why do I have to be so undeniably unlovable when all I want is for her to return even a fraction of the love I feel for her? In the dream, I was perfect and whole again and Ana loved me. Would she love me now, if I could be that guy again? I get up and move over to the desk, turning on a nearby lamp. I open the locked drawer and pull out the pictures. Not the ones of Saph. Not the ones of my squad. The ones of me. I pick up the bottle of Scotch hidden in the same drawer and take a swig straight from the bottle.

Is all came out of my mouth. He chuckled, "I am sure you have reasons for working with the person who betrayed us, falling in the love with his sister, lying to me that she is orphaned, showing me the unwanted attitude whenever I tried to explain how important is it for you to take my place, only thinking better about your future, "

“You want to dance around the truth, fine. But this game of yours it ends soon. I’m getting closer.” “To what?” he asked, voice dropping. “To me? Or to the truth?” Damn him. He leaned forward. “You’re chasing ghosts. You think I’m the big bad wolf, but I’m not the one you should be afraid of.” “You are the one I should be afraid of,” I whispered, hating the truth in the words. “You make people disappear. You lie with a smile. You kiss like you mean it, then walk away like it meant nothing.”

I don't know how much I have left but I just want to spend my all the time, thinking about him and loving him. I don't want him to think about me, once I am gone. I don't want him to live his life without any partner because of me. Seven years ago, I left him because I wanted him to move on in his life, forgetting me. I lied to him so he would never find me. It was tough for me but I did all, just for his sake. Loving him was never a option, It was need, Need of my soul, Need for being alive.

After sending me the video, the private investigator kindly said to me, "Take it easy. Don't be too upset. It's just a man's nature." I briefly replied my thanks before collapsing on my pillow, crying uncontrollably. Why, Leo? Didn't we swear to be loyal to each other forever? Why would you betray me like this? How could you pretend to love me while sleeping with another woman?