Odio Las Mentiras Novels & Stories

He seemed unwavering, as though seeking refuge in his falsehoods. My frustration bubbled over, a mixture of disbelief and outrage. "How can you recline so comfortably in your deceit?" I exclaimed, my tone a blend of incredulity and exasperation. "By all that is sacred, it's inconceivable!" The words that tumbled from my lips were laden with a mixture of astonishment and disappointment. I had always known men who would stand resolute in their words, unyielding even in the face of adversity. Witnessing Nello shrouded in the comfort of falsehoods struck at the core of my sensibilities, leaving me disenchanted with everything.

I lied to myself when I said I was going to forget Don Dada. It had to be the biggest lie I have ever told myself or maybe the biggest lie my heart has ever told me. My heart has told me a couple of lies that I have to believe wholeheartedly only for me to be met with disappointment at the end. Like when I told myself I wasn’t weak and that I could escape from Luciano if only I tried hard. And when I told myself I could lead a normal and decent life if Luciano at least would lets me go.

He softened his tone. “You would lie to me, Ricci Rutherford. You’ve been lying to me. You always lie to me! You are lying to me right now! You lie to me every time you talk to me! You hate me and you lie to me about everything! There has never been one day where you tell me the truth about anything! You are conceited and bitter and fucking selfish and you have no human heart in you! Do you know what that video has done? Ricci you are nothing but-“

“Because there’s something you don’t seem to understand, Adrián: I don’t fall apart over a bed. I fall apart over a lie. And you did it again. With the same coldness and ease. With the same expression.” Adrián looked at Irina, desperate, as if asking for help without asking. Sofía noticed, and that hurt her even more. “See?” Sofía said, pointing slightly. “You can’t even hold my gaze when I tell you the truth. Because you know you betrayed me in the one thing you couldn’t.” Adrián ran a hand over the back of his neck. “Sofi… I wanted… to surprise you.” “Surprise?” Sofía smiled, but it wasn’t a smile: it was a scar. “Do you know what word men always use when they want to cover up a lie? Surpr

Like he'd changed what he was going to say at the last second. "That's bullshit." "Excuse me?" "You were going to say something else. Don't lie to me." "I'm not lying." "Yes you are. You do this thing where your voice gets all flat when you're lying. It's a tell." "I don't have a tell." "You absolutely have a tell." I stepped closer to him, getting in his space now. "Just admit what you were going to say." "There's nothing to admit." "Liar." "Thalia, drop it."

Echoing. Adam was already there. “You came,” he said quietly. “I did,” I replied, arms folded. “Now talk.” He looked at me for a long moment. I could see something shifting behind his eyes, fear, guilt, shame. “No matter what happens,” he said, “promise me you won’t hate yourself. Or me.” “Adam,” I snapped. “What is this? Just say it.” “I’ve lied,” he said. “Most of my life. But I’m done lying.”

A picture of Raya peacefully asleep on her hospital bed appeared and I turned it towards him. Diego's entire body went rigid. "You bastard!" He cussed, chocking out, his breathing uneven. "You see that whether you live or die now, has no use to me, you've been lying to me, and one of the things that I hate the most, is people telling lies, I'm smarter than that," I said, the heels of my shoe kicking his bullet plugged ankle.

"Plead with me, Mia Frank. As long as you ask, I'll reject him. "I won't marry Wendy, and I won't be with anyone else either." Once upon a time, it seemed like I had begged him in the same way. When he appeared before me with different women, I gathered the courage to tell him the reasons for my abrupt departure. But on that day, how did he respond? He said, "Mia, spare me the excuses. "A liar's words. Do you think I'd believe them? "If you want me to listen to your explanation, then get down on your knees and beg me."

Our voices are whispers because the other person's in the room are not meant to be involved in this discussion. My eyes never leave his. “There's nothing wrong Dad”. My eyes are starting to get misty and my voice is a little high-pitched. A clear indication that I am lying to him. I might be an expert at lying but whenever I lie to this man, I cannot keep it all together. It's like he can see through all the lies. He can see the real me underneath this mountain of falsehood.

"Crocodile tears" "Why are you saying all these hurtful things to me?" "You want to pretend like you didn't sell the news about our contract" She pulled out her phone and she acted shocked "I did not, you have to believe me" "Well I do not have believe your lies" "How much did they give you? I could have given you more Adelia. You disgust me"