Simply Lies Novels & Stories

A Web of Secrets, Desires, and Billion-Dollar Deals . Rubi leaned in closer, ready to reveal the hidden truths that could change everything they thought they knew about Lloyd. She smiled mischievously, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mystery. "Oh, Savita, there are things about Lloyd that would make your head spin. Let's say he has more skeletons than anyone could imagine in his closet. But rest assured, my dear, those secrets will never see the light of day."

Why cheat with another? “So are you saying it is easy for you to fall in and out of love with just anyone or the truth is you think you have fallen in love when you actually find someone attractive but you are unable to actually move because that would be the only logical explanation to all the bullshit!“ Anna spat out. “You do not…”

"It's okay. The Architects already know. They don't care about sex. They care about honesty. You're honest about what you are. That counts." "What are we?" Nickey asked. "In love. Toxically. Destructively. But genuinely. That's rare. Most humans lie about their feelings. You two are honest about being a mess. The Architects respect that." "So we're not being judged for it?" "Everything's being judged. But this isn't a failing. This is human. Complicated. Real. That's what they're testing for. Not perfection. Authenticity." The plane began descending. James's voice over intercom. "Approaching drop zone. Five minutes."

“Forever, even in silence.” I remember our first night together, the way he trembled when he touched me, how he made love to me like he was discovering religion for the first time. He kissed every part of me like I was made of prayers. When it was over, he pressed his forehead to mine and said, “I will never let anything take you from me.” Funny how the world makes liars of lovers. Noah didn’t ask about his father much. And when he did, I’d give vague answers. “He was strong,” I’d say. “Smart. A man of big dreams.” All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie.

I started, placing one hand on her shoulder to show temporary comfort. "I'll tell you about something called the almadate. My friend Luke, the tall one you must have seen with me on news, he invented it as a temporary means against the liar gas so when you told me you found out I was bisexual, the only way to protect myself was to lie." I sighed, moving further up the bed, drawing my knees to my chest and leaning my elbow against them. "But that's the same thing as lesbianism." She pointed out, a disapproving look on her face.

It will be the perfect lie. ---

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The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

"Back." "No." He shoves me back into the dresser again, making it jostle. "You're going to talk to me." My jaw aches from how badly I'm clenching my teeth together. "I'm not interested in hearing whatever lie you're about to tell me, Soleus." He frowns. "I've never lied to you." "Omission is still lying." "What have I omitted? I've been truthful this entire time." That gets me actually boiling. Such a small and innocuous sentence that seems so innocent on the surface yet actually is the straw that completely breaks my back.

he asks nervously. “Yes,” I lie.