Romans & histoires Perfect Liar

Now, I had none of that- just my silly garden- My eyes grew large as I dug into my clutch purse fishing out my phone, quickly looking for Rosy's number- "What's got you all worked up, Iris?" I spoke up, texting quickly. "My garden. I forgot to leave my step by step directions for Rosy-" "Those stupid flowers will be okay for a week." Triston joked from his phone. His words were like a knife slashing at my heart. That stupid garden was my everything now. It was the only thing I've been able to have that is mine- that I can have after I cheated on Triston. The only thing I did that brought me any resemblance of joy.

“How about your plan, are you still going to do it?” Liam asked, peering at Chico after the others left the room. He was becoming tired of Hamilton’s rule for the same reasons, especially not having enough blood. He felt angered by the lifeless man’s body that Hamilton brought in, hating that he would continue to drink the blood of the slaves whenever he wanted and not caring about them. He would not even let them have their own kill.

Cheating is a character that is very difficult to change ~~~~ Allena had been daydreaming, she was still thinking about Bryan. Their long-standing relationship makes Allena still feel unwilling if the relationship she is proud of all this time ends up just like that. She still misses you Bryan, Allena still needs his hug, but she doesn't want to be a stupid woman accepting an affair. Even though Allena is very busy with Bryan, she does not accept that it is an affair, because she knows that infidelity is the nature of a person and it is very difficult to change.

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

My wolf was livid at my words. "I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, but I wanted you to do it." My mind went blank for half a second. "You did?" She nodded, staring down at her hands. "Laian said it would just make me more appealing to Derek though. To be claimed but not mated to an enemy alpha," she rambled.

He said looking into my eyes, as much as I hate to admit it but his eyes made me crave for him "You cheated on me I didn’t, you used me I didn’t, you played with my emotions, I didn’t!" I let out a breath "You are sick mother fucker_" I was cut off by another beep from his phone "Why don’t you go fuck up with Maria!" I yelled "You’re sick, you are fucking sick!" He yelled as he walked toward the door "Kyle." I softly said after he opened the door "I don’t think I’m the victim, in this case, you fell for Maria and I think there isn’t anything worse than that."

I leaned into him, my arms around his waist, as I shouted over the wind, "There are two types of people I can't stand in this world: rich people and liars!" Suddenly, Lance slammed on the brakes, and I crashed into his back.

Even my parents bought her lie. And Simon did, as well. He figured that since my family claimed that I was a liar, something must be wrong with my personality. So he grew distant from me. Instead, he got closer to Laila. Yet, Healer Petra now revealed to him that I had actually been poisoned. I had been so sick that I couldn't live long. While Simon was still reeling from shock, she threw in another bombshell. "Besides, she only had one kidney. Of course, she'd die if you told us to transplant it into someone else!"

He said I was a rotten liar, but it was Rylan who lied! "Today, Dad chased me out of my room and made me live in the stairwell. The stairwell is so dark and cold. I'm so scared, but I'm also afraid Dad will get even angrier if I say anything. Will Dad stop being mad if I keep being a good boy? Will he stop blaming me?" …

“Lamp my ass.” “That's the truth.” Nikolai reached for my wrist, pulling me outside until we were at the entrance of his room. He flung me inside and pointed at the electrical socket, then at the lamp that had been packaged on the table, burnt and black. “I knew you would need evidence.” “You're lying,” I shook my head as I stared at the lamp, “you're lying to me.” “One thing about perpetual liars is they think everyone is like them. The evidence is right there and you still don't believe it,” Nikolai shook his head, “that only points at your ability to fake evidence.”