Never Lie Summary Novels & Stories

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

Hoping I’d heard wrongly. “I can’t do this anymore.” Sapphire breathed heavily, her voice cracking as she continued. “Every day I wake up feeling like a stranger in my own home. I can’t keep wallowing in guilt. My husband… my kids… I can’t… keep lying to them!. I will do anything. Anything to get out of…” “So what are you gonna do about it?.” Lyra asked, cutting in. “You shouldn’t be here if you are so sure of what you want, my dear. You should be at the Don’s… tea-talking with Lazarus.”

I hung up and dialed Adrian right away. The phone seemed to ring forever before he picked up. "Adrian, you have to start my mom's treatment again. She's in a coma and can't last a second without the ventilator..." I pleaded, panic rising in my voice. Loud music thumped in the background as Adrian's voice came through—emotionless and merciless. "Consider this a lesson for trying to leave." "I was wrong, okay? I won't talk about leaving ever again, just please..." Then I heard it—soft, suggestive sounds from his end. "Mr. Jones, don't stop..."

"You have some explaining to do." Tamara says as she sits on the couch, Charlie in her lap enjoying how her hand passes through his fur. "I know," I say as I put down my bag... and the cane... and take off the sunglasses. "Ohh I'm really looking forward to hearing what you have to say... I mean how will you justify getting that job on false pretences? Lying to people with such power could destroy you, and all of your dreams... I just dont know what were you thinking Love. How do you plan to get out of it?"

On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

It spent equal time on what came after, the honesty with Diane, the board confrontation, the slow, complicated way two people had found something real inside a lie neither of them had planned to keep going this long. "This isn't bad," Nathaniel said slowly, scrolling further down, some of the tension visibly draining from his shoulders with each paragraph. "This isn't bad at all, Everly. She actually kept her word." "Keep reading," Everly said, her own nerves not yet fully settled despite the fair treatment. "The comments are where things usually go wrong. That's where the internet shows its actual face."

I reached out to hold his hand softly, looking up at him, “I am not trying to keep things from you. I just didn’t think I should bother you with random thoughts. I was just thinking about… how things were so messed up a while back…and how we nearly lost everything-” He placed a finger on my lips to shush me. “Leila, things are better now. And it will never happen again, okay, baby? I know it messed us both up, but try not to let the past ruin your mood. For me?” He gave me a smile, and I smiled back, glad he bought my little lie. I had promised myself that I would stop lying to Neil, but that was all I kept doing. I lie to cover up my past lies, trapping me in this sickening and vicious cycl

"Carrow's just part of the game. He's acting for somebody larger than life." Lena felt sick in the pit of her stomach. "Who?" Mercer whispered. "Somebody who doesn't exist." Damien frowned. "That is not telling." Mercer's eyes fixed on him. "No, that is warning." Lena clenched her fist around her gun. She had spent a lifetime filtering lies out of truth, but this one was different. This was no crime family. This was something worse. They required a new strategy. The warehouse by the docks was their best safe haven at the moment, but even that would not last.

The next day he was hospitalized with a bleeding ulcer from drinking too much. Afterward, he told me I could always share everything with him as a good friend, because he wasn't interested in women. And I actually believed him. Marcus's lies ended up hurting me, while Henry's lie only hurt himself. This time, I took the initiative and kissed him. That night, I pinned him to the bed and said, "Do you dare sign an agreement with me – whoever asks for a divorce has to commit suicide!" "I dare!" he replied without hesitation. Later, my father organized an incredibly luxurious wedding for us. Our happy wedding photos were displayed on digital billboards throughout downtown, playing on a loop for

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.”