Tell Me Lies A Novels & Stories

Something sharp. Cole’s hand curled into a fist so tight I could almost feel the crescent moons his nails carved into his skin. He forced a swallow, then a smile that looked more like it belonged to a predator about to strike. “Hello,” he said evenly, though his tone carried venom. “You’re late.” I shifted beside him, instinctively rubbing my arm. Wasn’t everyone else late? Cole had told me Lloyd was already here earlier in the day. Was that a lie? Did they still share a private connection—something twin-born and eerie?