Never Lie Novel Novels & Stories

It had been exactly a month since the liar gas was exposed. It all started in a science lab. It was supposed to be kept a secret by the inventors but one of the scientists had been careless enough to allow the release of the dangerous gas into the atmosphere. At first, the government tried to conceal this secret, hoping it would go unnoticed by the public. But then, things grew worse. It wasn't even a minute old after a lie when the victim would cough and fall to their knees, then pass away.

I’ve met enough liars to know the difference—the ones who lie for gain and the ones who lie because the truth would ruin them. Irene Nowell was the second kind. And now, I needed to know why.

I said. It was a lie. Noah was quiet for a long time. Then he said, “Uncle Lucas… I’m sorry.” “What are you sorry for?” “I helped Mom trick you. And I broke your vinyl records.” I crouched down until we were eye level. “Noah, that wasn’t your fault. You were only doing what your mom told you.” He started crying. Hard. His whole face crumpled. I pulled him into my arms and rubbed his back.

I can read, but it is a struggle, and I wish I had just told Jena that from the start instead of pretending that letters didn’t get mixed around in my head and what would take the average person minutes to read a passage would take me half an hour. After Jena left the restaurant, nearly getting hit by a car in the process, I went back to Tiane and asked her for her help. I need to know what Jena said in this book. As Tiane reads the book out load, I start to feel more and more sick by the second. I read the first six chapters, but that was basically just us meeting. Tiane has read the three chapters in the time it took me to get through half of a chapter, and already, I realize that Jena had

Julian suggests, holding his glass out. “No more lies,” Nikita adds with a shrug. “I agree wholeheartedly, no more lies.” Layla moves her glass forward and they all look at me. I exhale slowly and nod, cocking a brow before I clink my glass with theirs. “No more lies!” they say in unison before we all drink. But the truth is, for the ones I love, I’ll continue to lie till the very end. THE END

God, I wanted to. But when she gave me that soft, broken half-smile and whispered, “Just work stuff. Nothing we can’t handle,” I swallowed the million questions burning on my tongue. Because I knew her. Nova never lied—not the way people normally do. Her lies were quiet, gentle omissions coated in kindness. She didn’t lie to deceive. She lied to protect, to carry things herself because she didn’t want to burden anyone else. Especially not me. So I let her breathe. Even if everything in me screamed to dig deeper.

"This villa was fine before. How did it catch fire? It's your negligence that killed Liliana. You're going to pay with your lives!" The bodyguards were visibly shaken. "Mr. Jones, the fire...started in Mrs. Jones' room. She... She set it herself," one person said, stammering. "Lies! Liliana would never do that. Her mom's in the hospital. She wouldn't leave her. You're the ones responsible!" Adrian shouted in accusation. An assistant interjected, saying, "Mr. Jones, Mrs. Jones' mother... She passed away." Adrian trembled, his voice barely a whisper as he said, "When? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

“I did not know the swan.” “I know.” The answer was immediate. It should have frightened her. It did. But not as much as it should have. “You covered it.” “Yes.” “Because you knew I did not know.” “Yes.” She looked down at her hands. The lie between them had become a living thing now, sitting in the car with them, breathing quietly. Daniel’s voice came low. “I did not cover it because I believed the answer would come later.” Leah looked at him. “Then why?”

“Will you tell me what happened now?” “Hun?!” Avery looked up in shock. She feigned a smile, lying, “I slipped on the floor and hit my head on the bed,” Layla fixed her eyes on Avery, and noticing the look, Avery knew Layla didn’t believe her. “Believe me, Layla, that’s what happened. I am not lying.” “Did I accuse you of lying?” Layla said calmly. She took Avery’s hand and caged it warmly in her hand. “Talk to me, Avery. Tell me the truth.”

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I