Never Lie Summary Novels & Stories

I know if I was there witnessing that, I would probably shiver. The impact of his phone at the screen was instant. Sparks flew as the screen shattered. Penelope gasped, obviously scared. She stumbled backward and twisted her ankle in her panic. Then, she fell awkwardly on the floor. She began to cry, her face shows a mix of fear and confusion. But Preston didn't even spare her a glance. He turned around, and just as he started walking toward her, the video cut off.

“Mommy, is it bad if people lie a lot?” I stilled. My eyes flicked toward Granny West, who had also stiffened slightly. I turned back to Jason, keeping my voice gentle. “Who’s lying to you, sweetheart?” He shrugged, still staring at his paper. “No one.” I exhaled. “Then why do you ask?” Jason bit his lip, then looked up at me, his little brows furrowed. “I heard Uncle Gregory say something today. He said, ‘A lie told well can become the truth.’”

Charlie's POV After I recieved Nikolai's call last night I went to sleep because even if I wanted to leave the house Drake will be more suspicious of me. I even gave him a hint by asking him some questions but it turns out that he's still confuse. He's still not ready to learn everything. I will tell him whenever he's ready to accept the whole truth hiding from my lies. And I bet, he will faint if ever he knew that his wife has been a killer all this time. He...will despise me for sure and that what's scare me the most.

He wouldn’t go against my orders. “No…” Katie’s voice shakes as the lie escapes her lips. Anger rushes through me as my hand slips from her shoulder and up to the back of her neck, where I grip her tightly, pulling her face to mine. Our lips are almost touching when I speak. “Never. I mean, never lie to me. Tell me whatever it is that you have to, but never lie to me. Dishonesty will get you killed faster than anything in this world. Even if it hurts to tell the truth, say it anyway because at least you said it.”

She seemed… like she fit in. Nelson retreated. "No… no. That's not real." "It is real," Liora said. "I took it myself." His hands shook now. "She told me she needed to work… that she didn't know anyone here… that you were her only friend." "She lied," I whispered. Simeon didn't say a word, but I could see the anger on his face. His jaw was tight, and his eyes flamed with icy rage. Nelson slumped onto the couch, his face buried in his hands. "I told her everything… I even told her about Vincent… I—I trusted her."

The blue light moves to Leana and I watch as it enters her mouth and spreads around her tongue. “Ohh, it’s like blueberry cotton candy,” Leana says and I can taste the sweet on her tongue. “Now, show me what it tastes like when someone lies,” Ennata says. “My name is Drake Castien,” Leana says and instantly, I taste the metallic flavor of her lie. My lip curls and so does Ennata’s. “That’s disgusting,” she says. “Yes. Lies do taste disgusting. Try one of your own, so you know for sure that I’m telling the truth,” Leana says to her.

The truth hung heavy in the air, but Liam's skepticism remained evident. His gaze remained fixed on me, searching for any signs of deceit. Liam's presence was a constant reminder of the powerlessness I felt, trapped in a world where my every move was monitored and questioned. I knew that lying to him would only bring about further punishment, so I held steadfast to the truth. "No, Liam," I said firmly, meeting his intense gaze. "We didn't discuss anything of importance. I don't know why Tyler left, and I wasn't part of any plan if there was one."

All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie. When Noah graduated college, I cried harder than I had in years. He got a job in New York big lights, big stage, big world. I packed his bags and kissed his forehead. “Call me every Sunday,” I said, fighting tears. He hugged me so tightly that I almost broke and told him everything. But I didn’t. Months passed. Then one Sunday, his voice sounded different. “Mom… I met someone. Well, not like that. A man. Older. He hired me. We talk a lot.”

“Hate’s cold and that man was on fire. So talk.” “There’s truly nothing to tell,” I said. “He and I are investigating the same murder. He seems to have some issues with reporters and was pretty unhappy that I was on the scene. That’s all there was to it.” I looked down so she wouldn’t be able to read the lie on my face. That wasn’t all there was to it, not by a long shot, but I didn’t want to delve any deeper. I was going to lock it up in a little box and throw away the key. I stood as Gail was opening her mouth. “No,” I said before she could ask another question. “I’ve told you everything, and I have to get going. I found another lead I want to follow up on, and I need to do a little more r

Nagkibit siya ng balikat ang nag-iwas ng tingin. I pursed my lips before I spoke. "How I wish, it didn't came this far." "This is better, Elie than to leave in lies. We all played with lies and finally, the time has come." He muttered and looked at me seriously. "It's so hard to live in lies, everyday Elie and I couldn't even tell it to you." He added and his tears fell.