Never Lie Summary Novels & Stories

“I’d like a truth teller, above a liar. Even if they can be a little blunt at some of the wrong times.” “Fine.” Leo says, accepting their words and moving on. “Anything else?” The four share a collective look, a silent agreement that there had been enough reading of character for the day. “No.” They chorus. “I thought we weren’t lying?” Leona raises a brow, crossing her arms over her chest as she looks between them expectantly. “We’re not lying.” Violet disagrees. “We’re simply changing topics.” “And on that note,” Armani starts, looking back to Liviana in question. “Did the distraction work?”

Fey stared at her, “Do you know what lying does to you—once you start lying, you need a lie to cover the one you just said, and another lie to cover the one you're currently telling? So how can I believe you since you based everything I know about this contract —including the first thing—on lies?" Fey questioned. Fey was behaving like the big sister she was renowned for; she was always looking out for Layla's interests, and lying was something she didn't tolerate at all.

“You can’t tell a lie?” Ramsey looked at her, expression solemn. “No. I don’t lie. I cannot bring myself to do it. It feels… wrong. Like everything inside me fights against it. My mind loops. The rituals get worse.” She looked puzzled, but this wasn’t the time for explanations about his OCD, the compulsions, the rigid rules that kept his world from spinning into chaos. I’d fill her in later. “Yes,” I said firmly. “If it gets to that point, I need you to lie for me. Have you told anyone else that you saw Miss Valentine? Does anyone know about this photo?”

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

“I couldn’t walk for months.” My chest tightened. “I asked about you.” Her voice cracked slightly. “They told me you abandoned me.” “I didn’t.” “I know that now.” The room went completely still. “What changed?” Michelle looked back toward the camera. “I found the truth.” Hope flickered inside me. “The League manipulated everything.” Bella looked toward Sam. Sam remained silent. Michelle nodded slowly. “They lied about you.” Another pause. “They lied about Jasmine.” My heart skipped. “They lied about Bella.” Bella blinked.

Scene 1 "Video? Whose video?" Swara asked, gulping her fear. "Let me show you the video," Sanskar said, forwarding his phone. With shaking hands, Swara forwarded her hands to take the phone. All this while, she was just praying to God to save her from the lion's den. It was just not a video. It was Swara's life. "How is this video? Nice nah? Do you want the whole world to see it?" Sanskar asked.

he said quietly. I nodded and turned toward the door on shaking legs. My hand was on the doorknob when his voice stopped me one more time. "Maria?" "Yes sir?" "Don't lie to me again." I didn't turn around. I just opened the door and walked out as quickly as I could without running. But his words followed me all the way back to my room. Don't lie to me again. What did he know?

In his world, in that specific one, he had things under control, and if he told a lie that would cover up that kind of truth about his girlfriend, the moment the man in front of him realized that he lied to him about it, he would be in deep trouble. "Peter," he leaned forward and spoke very confidently, "I have to tell you something very serious that happened, but it's something I haven't told a lot of people," he lied, he lied boldly, about to spout some kind of truth. "My girlfriend and I haven't broken up, she's sick." Peter's eyebrows arched, he was attentive to what Daniel was telling him.

I figured he just cared about his professional image. Now, with Sarah clinging to him, he just frowned a little and had no intention of pushing her away. It brought me immense pain and made me feel like a clown. "It's nothing," he said. "I promised Rick I'd look after you." "It wasn't my fault," she whined, refusing to let go. "That old lady darted into the road. You know I've got night blindness. I freaked out and mixed up the gas and brakes. I know you're worried about the victim, but I swear I only had a tiny bit to drink. She can name her price, and I'll pay. It's just a shame my new car is stained with blood."

Bit by bit, I laid out everything—the empty corporate registry, the strange excuses, the hidden entries. "What?!" Miaree shrieked, the sound so sharp my eardrums practically vibrated. "He's straight-up lying to your face! Why haven't you cornered him and demanded the truth?!" "I did," I said quickly, trying to quiet her down. "I asked him directly tonight. He told me he's just waiting for the right moment to explain everything. He just needs a little more time, guys. He promised he would come clean." Marcy and Miaree exchanged a dark, furious look.