Simply Lies Novels & Stories

I cackled, tears rolling down my cheeks. "Rudolf! You're lying to me! You keep on lying to me! How long do you plan to keep lying to me?!" My hysteria left Rudolf stunned, his breath caught, frozen in place. He opened his mouth, but there were no words. It was as if he sensed something yet lacked the courage to confront it, choosing instead to feign ignorance. "Rudolf! Sean fainted! Come over and take a look right now!" Vivian suddenly screamed.

"My lying turned you on?" He fully removed her sweater and stared at her face."Not the lying itself, the reason why you were doing it. To support me. To help me and the pack," Sebastian explained, drawing her close again. Still kneeling, he rested his forehead against her sternum. "I don't know what I did to deserve the Moon Goddess sending you to me. I was so sure I'd have to settle for an arranged marriage, Giavanna, like so many other people in my pack."

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

he said in a soft tone like she was a nine year old. Summer laughed nervously, tossing the pens aside. “I'm sorry Seth, I was only showing Phoebe something in the textbook.” “LIAR!” I wanted to scream at the top of my voice but then again, why would I want to justify myself to someone like Seth? He would clearly side with her. He gave a small nod and sat back on his seat. “Okay.” “We're not done, kitty cat. Sit down.” he added. A dry scoff escaped my lips but I sat back and picked up the pen again.

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

So I will stick to lying. "I promise"

I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie." His hand hung in mid-air, then dropped as he tried to pull me close. "It's not what you think. I can explain." I pulled up the video and shoved it to his face. "This is why you bailed on me seven times, right?" I looked him in the eye. He held me, flustered. "I had my reasons." I waited for him to continue, curious about the reasons that had pushed him to marry Vivian behind my back and lie for three years.

I fell on purpose. "She knew about your disloyalty. And when you slapped her, that shattered whatever was left between you." Zoey burst into hysterical laughter, but Julian's face turned grim. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the throat. "How dare you—do you have a death wish?" Zoey's face turned red, but she looked up at him with adoring eyes. “Because I love you, Julian… You lied to me. If I have to suffer, I’ll make sure you do too."

“I’m not saying you’re not great. You’re amazing. But guys at his level? They have ulterior motives.” “You don’t even know him.” “I know his type. Rich. Powerful. Used to getting what they want.” Leo steps closer. “What does he want from you?” The contract flashes through my mind. Section after section of carefully worded clauses. “Nothing,” I lie. “He just likes me.” “Bullshit.” Leo’s eyes narrow. “You’re lying. I can tell.” “I’m not—” “You do this thing when you lie. Your left eye twitches. Just a little. You’ve done it since you were twelve.”

Another lie. How many more before everything falls apart?