Six Years One Big Lie Novels & Stories

Das Datum war absolut. Sechs Tage. Er blieb noch lange dort stehen, nachdem das erste blasse Licht den Raum betreten hatte, eine Hand gegen den Schreibtisch gestützt, die Narbe an seiner Schulter pulsierte mit einem tiefen, gleichmäßigen Schmerz. Sechs Tage, bis die Frau, die die zentrale Lüge seines Erwachsenenlebens geformt hatte, zurück in dieselbe Stadt trat. Sechs Tage, bis die zerbrechliche, unvollendete Wahrheit zwischen ihm und Aurora gezwungen würde, der vollen Kraft von Sophias Anwesenheit standzuhalten.

’’ He uttered, jumping to his feet. And I swear, my heart clenched at his words even though I knew I felt exactly the same. ‘’Our marriage would only be on paper. A fake marriage for six months. You would fill every blank position beside me and attend every event that requires your position as my wife. In return, I do not turn you over to the police for theft or sully your reputation by leaking the video to the press. Instead, I would make sure your grandmother’s medical arrangements is fully covered. After six months, we go our seperate ways.’’

Daniel closed his eyes briefly. “Six weeks.” I stopped. The memories from the previous room shifted. Robert saying I had been six when Clara took me. False birth certificate. False dates. Old rink. Jaxon. Smoke. Memories that had felt real enough to make me accuse Robert of taking me. My stomach dropped. “No.” Daniel watched me. “What?” “Robert said I was six.” His expression changed. “Robert told you that?” “Yes.” “He lied.” The answer came immediately.

SIX YEARS LUCIEN'S POV Six years. Elena says it at breakfast in the way she always says it — factually, without ceremony, because naming what is true is what she does. March. The specific kitchen morning of it. "Six years today," she says. "Yes," I say.

One evening on a weekend, I checked the time difference and FaceTimed my parents. Through the screen, Sasha took in my rosy complexion, her eyes crinkling with a smile. “Oh my, Naomi is having a blast there. I guess the breakup was the right decision.” I shared with them the photos of Iceland’s aurora and glaciers with a grin. After some small talk, my father sighed out of the blue. Something seemed to be on his mind. “What’s wrong, Dad?” Sasha set down her kitchen whisk and wiped her hands, her tone resigned. “What do you think? It’s about Lorenzo.”

I'd been married to Dante Vitale, the Don of the Sicilian Mafia, for three years. Everyone knew it. I was the woman he'd carefully protected and cherished since we were young. When I was fifteen, a group of thugs cornered me. Dante stepped in to protect me and ended up with several broken ribs. Three years ago, in front of the entire Mafia, he swore before my late father's portrait that he would love me and take care of me for the rest of our lives. Then I accidentally spilled coffee on our marriage certificate. When I took our marriage certificate to get it reissued, the clerk told me it was fake. Isabella was his real wife. And Dante didn't even seem to think it was a big deal. "Dante

Good. “What the fuck Six!” I look around and see a few people are hanging around, listening in. I plaster a fake smile on my face and use my best innocent voice and say, “What? Did I do something wrong?" “Don’t play this game with me! You know what you did!” “Ha! What I did? No, no, do not put this on me. You brought this upon yourself when you told everyone we fucked. What, did you think I was just gonna sit there and take it?”

I laughed catching them unawares, They were surprised, they weren't expecting this from me, they expected me to be panicking and begging to be forgiven, Sophia looked uncomfortable, her reaction even made me laugh more,. I was not going to tell the truth, I was going to show them the Big lie technique "The outrageous the claim, the more they believe it" it always works and who says lying is a bad thing 😂😂😂. . Barbie ➡ What's so funny? . Johnson ➡ Really? Yes I did tell her that but it was for something else. . Sophia ➡ Don't lie here, you told me that yourself. . Johnson ➡ I'm surprised, that you people still don't trust me, I've told you all before that if I wanted to expose you, I woul

She exclaimed and everything went silent for a while, before the agitated screeches broke the silence. "WHAT?!!!" Everyone screeched together, almost making Sia's ears bleed. She dramatically touched her ears and brought her hand close to her eyes, to see if there was blood or not. Louis rolled his eyes at her antics, before fuming, "Then WHY did you lie to us all?! " He emphasized the word 'Why' and folded his arms on his chest. Harry rolled his eyes huffing and sulked back like a litte kid. Sia was amused as they all still didn't get it. They all were so dumb that it always amused her.

her curiosity growing "Half a million" I boredly state "In the course of your life?" Her eyebrows rise "Every year" I huff out "What" she says with disbelief Seb and I look at each other and we start laughing "We're playing" I chuckle out "She really is gullible," Seb says holding his stomach "Fuck you guys" she rolls her eyes "Well damn who would have thought the bloodhound was a real person," Seb says calming down "For someone who is a hacker/tracker, I thought you would have known"