She Lied To Your Face Novels & Stories

"I thought, iba ang trabaho niya..." "And pinaghihinalaan din ng mga pulis na maaring nagtata-trabaho siya sa sindikatong kalaban ng agency... " Patuloy niya. Humigpit ang pagkakahawak ko sa kutsara. "Kung ganoon, matagal na pala siyang nagma-maskara." Natawa ako ng mapakla. "Hindi ko akalain na ang minsang naging parti ng kabataan ko ay isa palang masamang tao. World and the lies." Umiling ako. All this time she's deceiving us, her parents who trusted her so much, and me, who believes her that she's a good deed but we're all wrong. She's not.

“I saw a clip like that online. Some people said it was AI. Maybe they used my face—” “Sara,” I said. “Don’t lie to me.” She looked at me then, and something cracked in her eyes. “Fine. I saw it. Okay? But I don’t know how they got it or why they used my face. I was just as scared as you were.” I stared at her, trying to believe her. But her hands weren’t shaking anymore. Her voice wasn’t stuttering. She was lying. I stood up and backed away. “You knew more than you said. Back then… even now. You’re not telling me everything.”

she asked. I hesitated. “Tell me.” She said. “Three.” I lied. “ . . . Liar. Liar." she said, whispered, smirking, "She said again, 'tell me the truth.'” “Fine . . . I’m going to be honest this time, I slept with eleven.” I said. She studied me for a second, "Would you sleep with me?" My eyes widened, not expecting her to ask, "Yes."

"Is that true, Nelly?" Nelly’s face turned ghostly pale, her bravado faltering. Her lips parted as if she was going to deny it again, but no words came out. She hesitated for a split second, then doubled down. "No, sir! She’s lying!" Her voice grew more frantic. "She’s trying to manipulate you—"

He suddenly leaned closer to her face with a dangerous gaze, "What did you plan this time, huh? Won't you tell? And don't you think if you'll not tell me I'll think it's nothing. Were you not at peace when you shattered my life and even now you want more from me? How can a person be 'this' shameless?" He ended with a disgusting face, convinced in his mind that she's still wanting more than that. Selena was hurting to hear his words, but half true. But doesn't feel like trying to even try telling him anything because of his closeness and gaze. "No, I- How should I tell you? You're not listening to me.." He made an amusing face, "Oh, and you think something could change if you tell any lie to

Then she shivered horribly, making me laugh. Her gaze snapped to me quickly, and she sighed. “I’m not lying. If you would ask your so-faithful cousin, he’ll tell you I’m a bad liar. You can always tell what I’m thinking from my face straightaway. I’m really explaining the truth. This is to let you know that I’m not a cheat like John. At least to cheat on a partner, you have to have it in mind.” She said, and I took a sip from my Latte.

“I didn’t go meet anyone.” “I smelled perfume on you the other day,” I point out. “Where’d you get the money to buy it?” “I didn’t.” She looks me straight in the eyes and lies. “Lia,” I warn, my tone letting her know I am not joking. “Tell me the truth.” She laughs, shaking her head. “Are you sure you smelled it right? I haven’t touched perfume.” Then her face lights up. “Oh, wait, it’s Rose. I was with her all day. Maybe her perfume rubbed off on me.”

"You can't argue, either." "Neither can you!" "I don't have to." She smirked. "Ah-ha! That! That I can work with." "What?" "That smirk." "Lies." "Nope. It was there. I saw it." "Lies!" she said again, grinning. Asher laughed again. "Oooh, I missed that. Your face, not your lies." She stuck her tongue out at him. "I haven't lied to you yet." "Today." She smiled. "Truth. And I tell that; the truth, you know."

My husband consoled me asking me to confide in him. "what is it that you're not telling me? You've not done this b4 have u?" he asked "Iiii... hhaaave" i replied stuttering. "yet u can't even prove it? Why are u lying? Tell me the truth Ifeoma." he said. The moment he called me with my full name I knew he was serious. I had no choice so I told him the truth. Yes the Ifeoma that makes mouth about s** has no experience. "I'm sorry" I said to him. That was how it all went on our wedding night o..

she beamed at me. I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry, she is lying to me with a straight face, the other two people in the room gasped in shock “ what am I lying, aren’t you asking for the impossible, by the way, meet the love of my life” she said with a smirk.