She Lied To Your Face Novels & Stories

I said, my voice gathering a strength I didn't know I had, a cold, vibrating fury, "is the 'lie' I told. This is the 'injury I faked'. This is the 'mutilation I did to myself'." I turned, slowly, to face them. I didn't pull the tunic up. I let them see the front, the way the bandages had wrapped around my ribs. I looked straight at Quinn. Her mask was gone. The perfect, grieving victim was gone. Her face was a sickly, greenish-white. Her eyes were wide, not with sorrow, but with the cornered, venomous fury of a snake. "She's lying!" she shrieked, the sound tearing the air. It was no longer a beautiful, tragic wail. It was a screech. "It... it was rogues! A... a punishment from her old pack!

she continues “Yeah?” I say, tilting my head slightly trying to keep my face neutral “What time was that?” She doesn’t hesitate when she answers “Late morning,” she replies smoothly. “I was in the area and thought I would stop by say hi.” “You must have just missed me,” I say. “Yeah,” she smiles lightly. “I guess so.” There is no crack or hesitation, She is good and ofcourse she always has been good at lying, she can lie straight to yoir face and you wouldn't even have one doubt.

I looked away from her, scoffing at the idea 3she could find out if I’m lying or telling the truth by just looking at my face. She had said it once when we were in college that I’m not a very good liar. She claims that she only had to look at my face and she would know if I’m telling the truth or lying. Somehow she has always believed this, but I find it hard to believe because it’s just ridiculous. Like, how can she detect lies by just looking at my face.

I said which earned me another slight giggle from miss willer. " Yeah, she mostly deals with facial expressions....so if your facial expressions are not giving any sign that you are lying,then she would believe you" she said while smiling which made me look like she was telling me some unknown secret. "Wow nice" I said as I smiled. " So mind telling me what the real problem was earlier?" I heard her say again which made me take a deep breath

“You know exactly where it is.” I said in a quiet but confident voice. “You’re just lying to me.” Her mouth opened in protest but nothing came out as her eyes widened. She quickly looked away, her face showing a flash of guilt that even she couldn't conceal. She was bad at lying and concealing the truth. It was nearly too transparent to see through. She drew her hands into her lap and clasped them together tightly as though they might somehow shield her from the words that were about to be spoken or the lie she wanted to tell.

“Did you have a bad day at work?” “I know what you did,” I told her, my tone sharp. She looked at me innocently, her spoon frozen in mid-dip. Even though she was ‘unwell’, I noticed that her hair was perfectly curled and her make-up was done. She looked like a far cry from someone who was at home ‘recovering’. “What did I do?” she asked, cocking her head to the side, with the feigned innocence still plastered on her face. “You had someone delete the footage from the bar. Which means you’re lying. No one raped you. It was all just a ploy to make me feel sorry for you.”

I discreetly rolled my eyes at her drama, then I turned a sweet face to her "I'm actually a girl. I just pretended to be a man to get this job." Her eyes widened so much that I felt it would pop out of her socket. "Y.. you're a girl?" She spluttered again. I nodded, removing my arms from around my chest so she could see my boobs. I jumped in surprise when her hands landed on my boobs, she gave it a mild squeeze and her eyes widened some more as she jerked her hands away, like my boobs has turned to poisonous snake. "I think I need to go back to bed." The elderly woman muttered and left hurriedly. I chuckled quietly to myself.

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.

I lied and there was a frown of disgust around her face. Mission successful!

She stared at him meaningfully and he almost forgot that she didn't know that he was Nikolai Klaus She opened her mouth to say something but Daniel was distracted by faint marks on her face, he grabbed her jaw and turned her face sideways for a better view, it was certainly a handprint which means that someone must have hit her "What happened to your face?" his expression darkened and she consciously withdrew. She can't tell him that Keisha slapped her because he might confront Keisha and put her in even deeper trouble in the office. "I...I....hit my face on the door" she stuttered, lying through her teeth "Don't you dare lie to me, those are marks of fingers on your face, who hit you?" "No