One Of Us Is Lying Book 4 Novels & Stories

" ....is what I said, but here we are, haha! This is just a quick note to let you know that I have decided to add some additional chapters and end book one elsewhere else, somewhere really awesome!! I appreciate all your wonderful comments; they are the ones that have given me the energy to do this sooner than even I expected. I hope y'all are ready because this is going to be an intense few chapters!! I may have told a little white lie in my prior note, but haha! I will let you find out which white lie I told and whether it is forgivable, haha! THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!! ***Till next week! Undercover_Ostritch.

"I'm being honest here." "Lie again." Oh crap.

Anticipation was a bitch. "Are you trying to murder me in here?" I asked just as he flicked open his seatbelt. Suddenly, my seat dipped, shifting until I was nearly lying down. "Murder?" He leaned in, his breath warm against my cheek. "Nope. But I do have a few ideas that would be worth our time." I searched his face, my gaze flickering to his lips. "I lied," he murmured. My brows furrowed. "What?" "Fourth option is the best. We’ll tell everyone you feel a little tingly down there, and I needed to check it out."

Because every truth unraveled another, and now she stood on the edge of a decision she could never come back from: Stay loyal to the country that used her. Or stand beside the man she was sent to destroy. The man she was now hopelessly falling for. Now she knows: everything about the case had been a lie. And maybe… just maybe… she had been the biggest lie of them all.

“You want honesty? I’ll tell you everything. Everything I know. Just get me out of here.” “She’s lying,” came a quiet voice from the cell next to mine. “Before she even opens her mouth, she is lying. It’s all lies. She’s been working with Svetlana for weeks,” the girl whispered, voice shaking. “They dragged me into it because I owed Svetlana money. I was the nurse you met at the hospital, Mr. Morelli. I brought the headset for Sareena to listen to, but thanks to the people who actually care about your other granddaughter, she survived the mental torture they planned.” Her voice was small, scared and she was about to ruin me.

“Don’t care if you don’t love me. Just let me love you, that’s all I ask.” I slipped from his grasp, the familiar veil falling over me again, hiding everything beneath the shadows. Out the door, into the waiting night. Nikolai was waiting, silent, steady. We drove back the same way, the broken-down car swap seamlessly, slipping past Dante’s men unnoticed. Back to the bookstore, back to the game. And the lies we live.

] [And since we're already broken up, you have no right to even say something like you're disappointed in me. I sent the message, then tapped open my contact and blocked the number. The screen went dark and I went back to scrubbing the sheets. The next morning, my phone woke me up by vibrating more than a dozen times. Still half asleep, I opened it and found a long string of messages from my roommates, with a link at the top. The headline read: [Shocking news! The truth about Central University's wealthy heiress and her maid! Is the girl always beside Sophie an impostor?]

What the hell? This can’t be! I’m probably seeing wrong, they just look alike. I gulped, looking away. “Are you okay?” Frank whispered close to me, his hand gently rubbing my palm. I slowly looked at him, forcing a smile on my face. “Of course.” I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat. “I just hurt my nail,” I lied, picking up my purse while avoiding looking at him. “Uncle Frank!” The young man cheered, walking towards us, my body shook from his presence, I could feel the hair on my skin rise in both excitement and fear.

I stared at Four, my mind scrambling, my heart slamming hard against my chest. Wait… husband? Father? Jason's smile vanished. “What did you say?” He asked slowly. Four didn't look at him. He kept his gaze forward, steady, protective. “You heard me.” He said. “You're trespassing. Leave.* Jason looked at me then, disbelief fleshing across his face. “Veronica?” I couldn't speak. Four's lie hung heavy in the air– dangerous z explosive, impossible to take back. Jason took a step back, his confidence finally cracking.

I breathed. “Someone’s lying,” Daniel stated. “Huh?” “Someone’s lying, it’s either this man right here, the maniac from the voodoo store, or Maya and Darren lied to you and Erica because they knew you’d do something about it, and send you on this wild goose chase just to throw you off the real plan.” He turned to me. “So someone is lying.” “Well, we’ve checked out two of these places, we’ve just got one left.” Daniel nodded and started the car.