Sara Paxton Liar Liar Novels & Stories

She lies to them because the truth is the opposite of what she is experiencing. "Wow, good to hear Kim. Good for you because you ended up in the life of a handsome, rich, respected and above all sensible man." Again, Lia just smiled and said nothing. She didn't want to talk bad about Ethan in front of her friends. She didn't want them to know she was miserable. "Is Mr. Lopez, yummy, Lia?" Roxy asked her lamely again. "Um, of course." She lied again. It's better that they don't really know anything.

If he did, he would have listened before making his judgment. Hot tears burned my eyes, and the truth hit me—my marriage was crumbling before me, and I had no control over it. I could only cry. Just then, my phone rang. It was Sarah. I quickly wiped my face, trying to regain composure before answering. "Hello, Sarah, how are you?" I asked, forcing cheer into my voice. "I'm fine, Lia, but there’s a rumor going around the pack. What’s this about you trying to murder Adrian’s guest this morning?"

Sasha laughed out loud, holding her belly, while the two turned around to look at her, perplexed. Sasha apologized, "Sorry, I wasn't even paying attention to what you guys were discussing." She raised her hands to show them a meme on her phone that made her laugh. "But if I may ask, I know Raven has an unrealistic love for money, but Lexi, you seem serious about this thing. Do you plan on participating in the talent show?"

"And who are you to interfere in our conversation? Maybe you're the one pushing Lia not to get married, you want both of you to be single for life! What does a woman like you know who wears clothes that lack fabric and looks like a slutty woman?!” "Excuse me, old aunt, I don't need to be paid because I have money. I am the one who pays them to have me, I can pay any man I want." Sara smiled and looked at Mom, "Aunt, I would like to take Lia to a party outside. I will make sure she will be fine, please?” Mom looked at me and nodded, "Okay, just make sure nothing bad will happen to you two." Mom also smiled, but I could tell she was not happy about what happened.

Zaria chuckled, "what? Makes me wonder anyways why you're being a hypocrite telling me to apologise to someone you hate. No, despise." Sarah opened her mouth to retort, realising the words won't spurt out, she shut them back. Letting out a deep breath. "I don't hate Yara." "Liar liar pants on fire!" Zaria sang dryly, feigning a yawn which made Sarah roll her eyes. "I am being serious here, Zaria!" She snapped. "Intresting!" Zaria exclaimed, her hands flying dramatically to her chest as she titled her head to a side.

He slammed the door shut, pinning my back hard against it. "A twenty-five-year-old graduate, huh?" he growled, stepping into my personal space until his lips were barely an inch from mine. "Now I finally understand why you were lurking around our estate the other day. You came here pretending to be someone you're not. Denise Young?" He let out a dark, breathless chuckle. "You're not just annoying as hell, Sarah. You're a pathological liar." "Saxton, please... I can explain..." "What could you possibly explain?!" he cut me off harshly, pressing his body closer, trapping me entirely. "That you scammed my mom into giving you a job? You think it's funny to play games with my family?"

"Frank! Your brother is going to marry my sister!" On the other end of the line, Frank's voice was thick with disbelief. "What the hell? If they get married, we're both finished! "I'm sure you don't want that to happen, do you? You'd better fix this fast. As for the fallout, I'll handle it." With that, the call ended. Unbeknownst to Heidi, I had caught every single word of their conversation. A grin spread across my face as I texted Caleb. "The bait has been taken."

Eight years—the best years of my life, wasted on a man who left me covered in scars. "Stand up," I said. "My mother is ashes now. This performance is meaningless. If you’re truly sorry, then go die." I walked away and called the police. After three days in a holding cell, he finally stopped following me. He left a bank card with his entire fortune in my door—I donated every cent to a charity for Omega women.

He asked, his tone suddenly becoming cold and the warm look in his eyes gone. “I want to go see Sara.” I lied. Each lie felt like a stab to my chest. I don't know what it was but I hate lying to Lazar. I just felt like he could see through my lies but decided to let me do my thing. “Why all of a sudden?” He asked, his expression still unreadable. I felt like I was being interrogated and I knew if it continued I would blow up my cover, so I laughed. And instead of it coming off like a natural laugh, it sounded like I was being choked.

Harper taunted, her laughter ringing out mockingly, accompanied by the giggles of her friends. "Are you done?" Lia interjected, slowly leaning closer, her voice steady and resolute. "I’m going to get straight to the point, Harper. You will to stay the hell away from me. And any opinions you have about my life? Keep them to yourself," she said, her eyes narrowed into a stern gaze. "Or else what?" Harper smirked, pretending to be unfazed. "Or else I’ll spill your little secret to the whole school, the one about how you got pregnant by Mr. Collins back in tenth grade and had an abortion," Lia challenged, a dark satisfaction creeping into her voice.