Tell Me Lies Book Novels & Stories

And I couldn’t believe it; it was my book. It was the first book I ever published, “My Hero in the Dark.” A smile crept on my lips; he was reading my book, “Coffee?” “Burgundy,” he called, pulling me out of my daydream. I cleared my throat. “What?” “Do you want coffee?” “No…just my money.” Liam nodded, picked up the book, and continued reading like I wasn’t here asking for my money. Was he seriously going to pretend like he doesn’t owe me?

“I’ve been with you for six years, and you don’t trust me? Why hand me over to someone else without a word? “Lilian is lying to you. She’s framing me…” I forced my expression to look sincere. He crouched down in front of me, fingertips brushing my cheek with a gentleness that felt almost like comforting a lover. “Eliza, I can’t believe I feel for you.” He sighed. “You know how much I hate being lied to.” Slowly, his hand moved to my neck, tightening little by little. I struggled to breathe, staring into his eyes. It was like an endless black abyss, hiding a bloodthirsty beast.

Updates aren’t as frequent as this one. The title is “Dangerously Yours”. You won’t find it here though. Also, I got a crazy idea about a book that’ll feature all the couples from this series later on in their lives—say 7 or 10 years. I actually have a cover and a title. And a solid plot. It’s good. Trust me. Why am I sounding like a salesman? Lmao I’m just nervous. Really nervous. It’s kinda like a mystery vibe. Very different.

She cracked her knuckles and typed the first line of her next book: “It started with a lie, a shared bed, and a man who kissed like he already knew my secrets...” She stopped, reread it, and smiled. Outside, snowflakes had begun to fall—soft, tentative, like new beginnings. Somewhere, Lake would be teasing her about overusing ellipses or calling her “professor” just to make her blush. The rest of the story? Still being written— one sunrise, one shared cup of coffee, and one honest kiss at a time.

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.

Vine hissed, but we all heard it. I set my utensils down and looked at her directly. “I was doing laundry, and yeah, I stayed a little longer than expected. But nothing happened. He left right after.” Thank God they didn’t know about the other stuff that happened. It looked like they bought my story, and no one pushed for more details. I focused on my food and ate quickly, keeping my head low. The last thing I wanted was to be the main character in someone else’s lunch break drama.

“You didn’t even hear me the first three times I called you earlier after the lights went out.” I looked at him surprised. And there was me thinking he snubbed me to stand by the windows. “You called me three times?” He gave a nod. I laughed. “Sorry. It’s just… this book is good.” “What’s it about?” I hesitated and blushed heavily. How could I bring myself to tell hi He raised a brow. “Come on. Tell me.” I sighed. “Okay. It’s set in a magic academy. It's full of drama, danger, and hot boys.”

“Since you’re already going, how about I tell you a little secret?” She smiled and leaned close to my ear. “That cornea of yours... was actually given to me.” My fingers froze in place, and Joanna looked even more smug. “Surprised? Your husband and son teamed up to deceive you, all for me.” “To be honest, Laura, if I ended up like you, I’d have bashed my own head in already.” She tore open my deepest wound without mercy, and though I remained expressionless, my fingers were digging into my palm.

I wanted to rip the book from her hands, wanted to erase any memory of the text that might be burned into her brain, but she was looking at me with such doubt and horror in her eyes that I couldn’t think. Inwardly, I could feel Mila’s yearning for the truth. Every fiber of her being was screaming at me to stop the lying, to ease the misgivings she was clearly harboring. But there was nothing I could say that would allow me to tell her everything and preserve our relationship–not to mention uphold the oaths I had sworn to my family and the Dragon Knights. “That’s an old book from when I was younger,” I said, each word burning like acid on my tongue. “It’s a fairytale of sorts, about the local

"Just now, Xavier called me suddenly, asking where you were tonight," my mom said. "I sensed something was off from his tone, so I lied and told him we had just been on a video call for half an hour." I hadn't expected Xavier to figure it out so quickly. But did he not even suspect that the person he loved the most had killed his mother? How would he react once he learned the truth? The thought of Xavier's eventual breakdown made me feel a twisted sense of satisfaction.