My Whole Life Was A Lie Novels & Stories

This is the real world. "I wasn't trying to hurt you," I say. "Or anyone. I know I lied about my name, but I promise, everything else I said to you was true. Every joke. Every opinion. All of it." "All of it? You didn't tell me half of it." "You kept things from me, too," I whisper. "You hid the truth about your family." "Yeah, I didn't give you my life story. But I never lied about my name." "It's just a name."

Liar Turns out, they’re right! My whole existence is a lie, and I’m slowly, day by day, failing to remember what the truth is. The whole truth. Standing at the edge of the bridge, I breathe heavily. There are signs of storm coming. One strong blow of the wind and I know I will fall off this bridge. It’s dark tonight, not like any other night. It’s clouded, pitch-black, causing gloom. The busy street seems to have free time, all I hear are the sirens wail from afar, but no cars, nor people pass by. Perfect, isn’t it? I quit. I’ve had enough of everything. And even if I try now, telling truths and setting things right, it’s too late for me. Too late for the person I’ve become.

“You were supposed to ease into it, like we all did. Your parents should have told you something. We all can feel your aura. It's very strong.” “How?! How do you ease into finding out your entire life is a lie? That your body isn’t even yours? That there’s something inside me just waiting to take over? My parents are human for crying out loud.” Zander looked like he wanted to say something, but didn’t. I turned on him. “And you,” I hissed. “You’ve made my life a living hell for years. Humiliating me, picking fights, calling me weak—” His eyes closed for a beat. “I know. And I’ll never be able to take it back.”

" There was no question. Darian didn't answer right away. Which, frankly, settled the matter. I don’t know. I gave a bitter laugh. Nobody knew a thing. I guess. My whole life seemed like a lie. A well-made lie. One that everyone knew but me. Great. Absolutely great. I looked away. Space needed. Air. Want. Something. Because I could not breathe. Not good. “My parents were killed for money?” The thought turned my stomach. Sick, physically. Darian came closer. "Lily." I shook my head. "No.” Because words of comfort weren't what I needed right now. Didn’t hear any comforting. Not when my world was crashing down. Again."

It made me understand that people depended so much on lying without even knowing it. That wasn't going to be my problem anymore. My love story could begin in truth...

He dragged his palms down his face, looking up at the ceiling, and whispered, "I don't know why you don't believe me, Gianna." "Maybe because you're a lie," I sobbed, "all of this is a lie; all my life, I have been living a lie." I raised my shoulder and dropped it. "I want a quiet life, not all of this." "I made a mistake." "You make too many mistakes," I turned my back to him, "now leave; I want to be alone."

He asks, pushing away from the wall. “Listen,” I begin, searching for the right words. “I just want to go back to my boring life, back home to my grandmother….” “Don’t be naive,” he interrupts me, finally looking straight into my eyes. “The life you’ve led so far ceased to exist the moment you spotted me in the woods. In fact, it never existed. Wake up and see with your eyes. Everything you believed in is probably a lie. Your family, your loved ones, your entire past is one big lie.”

The truth. She locked herself inside her room and thought about everything she’d been through. she traced the timeline of her life from the innocence of her childhood to the day she met Thomas, her charming college boyfriend. It all felt like a lie now. Her whole life. The man she called her father was a lie and the man she loved for years was another deception she lived with too. Every memory was tainted by the realization that her life had been carefully scripted.

Her lies had destroyed my life. I was no wolf, I was not worthy of staying in the pack. I was nobody. I was the freak of the pack. Why would anyone want me? That’s why I meant nothing to others and that’s why didn’t have any friends. All of my years of believing lies led me to this point in my life. My head started aching again and I fell to the ground everything that I ever knew turned out to be a lie, I was living a lie. My whole life was a sham.