One Of Us Is Lying Book 4 Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I'll book it in a few days. I will update once I buy one." Before I could hang up, I heard Preston's voice behind me. "You're booking a ticket? For what?" he asked, his voice sounding confused. I quickly ended the call, turning around with a blank expression. "Yeah, there's a restaurant nearby that's super popular," I lied smoothly. "You have to reserve it days in advance if you want to try the menu." Preston didn't press the matter any further. He just pulled me along to a nearby hotel and booked us a suite that shocked me.

“If you’re going to lie, at least make it something believable. Like… you’ve been sleeping in the library or with your secret boyfriend. Not the Apex penthouse.” I stared at her. She stared right back. “Eliza, I’m not lying.” She waved a hand. “Look, I don’t care where you sleep. You’re an adult. You want to shack up with your mate or a boyfriend? Fine. Your business. Just don’t lie about it. Especially not something that insane.” I opened my mouth to argue, but… what could I say? That I’m not only staying there, but all four of them are my mates?

I see the ink on those journal pages. Each sentence cuts deeper than the last and no matter how much I try to breathe through it, the weight on my chest doesn’t lift. It only sinks heavier. [At first Noah didn’t let me near him even after I told him the lie, but I continued to stay. Continued whispering lies until he saw me the way I wanted him to see, the one holding him together, comforting him after the girl he loved destroyed him.]

There was no fucking way. "You’re lying." I growled, jumping to my feet and surging forward. "Tell me that you’re lying!" Kneeling down, I grabbed Ian’s torn shirt and tugged him towards me. He was lying. He had to be fucking lying! There was no way that everyone was dead. How could Azura and her warriors allow something like that? ‘Ashton,’ Leah huffed, reaching out a clawed hand and wrapping it around my wrist. ‘Let him speak.’

Then he smirked, the same infuriating smirk he always wore when he thought he’d won. "Enjoy the lies while they last, Shania," he said, backing toward the door. "Because when the truth comes out, you’ll realize you’ve just traded one manipulative bastard for another." The door slammed shut behind him, and the silence that followed was deafening. I turned to Stefan, my heart pounding. "Is he right?" I asked, my voice trembling. "Have you been lying to me?" Stefan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It’s not what you think," he said finally.

"You all right? At least have dinner with us." I turned back after slinging my backpack over my one shoulder. I exhaled sharply. "I am fine. It's fine, I'll eat something at home." I smiled at him and walked out of the apartment, ignoring Volt. Why do I always lie? If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

, he explained while I listened attentively to be certain that I understood every bit of what he spewed. He stopped walking and took in a deep breath. He folded his hands to his chest and finally sank into the ground. Ethan looked so lost, and I was worried because I couldn’t help him. “Are you trying to say that the person knew that you picked out the book?” I asked and he nodded. “What was the book about?” “It was about getting mated to four people”, Ethan dropped and again, I froze. What was going on? Does it mean that someone must have caught a glimpse of our secret?

he professed and stared at me with the question as to why I did not tell the truth. I sneered at him. “So, you did read it, but you did not bother replying,” I shook my head in disbelief, but then I realized it doesn’t matter now. “Because I want to hear those words from you, Tara,” Blake uttered, looking at me with confusion. Sweat beaded my forehead, making me feel sure about one thing. I balled my fists, becoming hot under the collar to my obvious situation, that these siblings lured me here and lied to me.

He kissed her tenderly, then added with a smirk, "Even though in your case the lies have very nice legs." END

Bring it on, Italy. END OF BOOK ONE