Never Lie Novel Novels & Stories

She stared for a second, then replied, “if it’s 500$, yes. But around 10,000 dollars? No baby. I can’t even afford my rent that’s why I’m living off two grown men. Plus, I’m taking care of a grown adult—Frank.” She leaned in and asked, “you’re being sold off? To who?” I faked a laugh. “Ha ha. That’s ridiculous. I said if, besides it’s for a novel I’m working on,” I said, trying to shake it off. She shrugged, “if you say so,” She wiped off her tears and stood up. “Let’s go,” she said. “Where?” I asked. “To the club.” She replied. Before I could respond, a message popped up on my phone. I clicked it and it was from an unknown ID. The message was a document, I opened it and my jaw dropped as I

I added, trying to keep my tone from sounding too demanding. "We went out... she fell off a table while pole dancing." It was a blatant lie. The worst I’d ever heard. Last time, she told me men had beaten Natalia. She clearly hadn't coordinated her stories. Lying had become second nature to her, yet she was terrible at it. There was something deeper here, something she didn't want me to find out, but I was too persistent to let it slide. "I see... well, at least when she wakes up, she won't go pole dancing again. Do you have any siblings?"

"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

It was a complete fabrication. I didn’t have an answer, because any explanation I formulated would inherently be a secondary lie. If I lied again, his heightened shifter senses would likely catch the spike In my pulse or the slight tremor in my voice, and the game would end with me on his bed. But more than that, a deep, stubborn wave of revulsion rose in my chest. Lying made me feel deceptive—a trait I despised, an ugly necessity born of survival, not choice. Why, out of all the vital state secrets he could have demanded, was he forcing me to compromise my internal integrity over a ghost?

They didn’t understand that I was a seed. To understand how I got here, you need to know where it all started. This story begins before I was born—with a man who lived in the shadows and a woman who loved him too much to look away. From that distant past, it moves through years of secrets, silence, and wounds that left marks no one could see. Eventually, it arrives at a room where the truth finally has nowhere left to hide, where every lie that has ever been told comes crashing down at once. I am not telling you this so you will feel sorry for me. I stopped wanting pity a long time ago. I am telling you this because the world needs to know that the boy they threw away became the one thing th

I sniffed his perfume from a distance, it was one of the most expensive he had in his collection. “Why are you acting so nervous?” He asked, his voice trembling and diminished. I was actually trying to figure out if that was true or not, as I stood so dumbfounded and stared at him, without a single word. “Are you being serious right now? why aren’t you even talking to me, Ana?” He inquired again. “Um, I think I would have to drink some water, I feel thirsty, even before you came,” That was a blatant lie though, and I knew he wouldn’t believe me, but who was he to detect what I was up to since he wasn’t telepathic?.

When I finally picked up, the first thing she said was, “Honey, I’m feeling really unwell today. Can you wire me two thousand dollars? I need to get more asthma medication.” Hearing her voice, a scoff surfaced in my heart. She had no idea I had uncovered her lies. She still thought I was the same gullible fool she could push around. If I sent her the money now, she would definitely use it to refill Derek’s medication. With that thought, I replied coldly, “I’m in the hospital. I don’t have money to send you.”

I lied, I don't lie to my parents but now things are changing and it's for there safety. "Ok so who is Nova, and are you going to school or is your foot hurting too much to walk", my mom questioned. My mom is an amasing woman, someone I always looked up too, but I cant tell a lie around her.She already knows that I lied but did not question me about it. As she mentions Nova's name I stiffened a bit, but, then I saw a book on the ground by the bed and immediately came up with an answer. "I'm going to school and Nova is a character in a book I was reading, she died so I felt a bit emotional don't worry about me I will be down for breakfast soon," I said trying to put them off in a way so they

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

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