Novel & Cerita Tell Me Lies Book

The conversation spread like wildfire through the university, and before long, everyone was talking about it. As the story gained momentum, Scarlett disappeared, refusing to return to the dorm, likely hiding somewhere outside. But we saw her again soon enough. A few well-dressed older men cornered her in front of the university gates and began to berate her furiously. "You lying little thing! You've been photoshopping your photos, and now we find out your entire persona is nothing but a fabrication!" "You're juggling multiple boyfriends at once? How scandalous!" "And what's this nonsense about being the daughter of the Becker family? Pfft! You better pay back the money you owe, you fraud!"

No more lies, no more Ken, no more pretending I was okay. Then my phone buzzed on the bed, the screen lighting up like a cruel joke. I glanced over, and there it was—*Ken*. His name flashing, mocking me. My heart twisted, a fresh wave of rage burning through the sadness. More tears spilled, blurring the room. “You,” I whispered, my voice shaking, barely audible. “You’re the cause of all this, Ken.” My hands clenched, nails digging into my palms. He lied about Tasha, about his other wife, about everything. He left me in the dark, made me the fool, the pathetic wife who thought she could hold it together. And now he had the nerve to call? Where was he when I called him first?

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Full of lies. ***

This was one of the places I found my peace. My gaze flickered to the guy in grey suit on the chair beside mine, as he flipped through his bible to find Matthew 26:52. Even after the pastor had gone on to another verse, he didn't seem to be impatient. He continued flipping pages after pages, as slowly as a snail. It was obvious he didn't know Matthew was the first book in the New testament. My lips twitched, itching for a smile. "Marco, Matthew is the first book in the new testament."

Only the first page held any writing at all, a single line, the ink faded to rust but still legible, still deliberate. When the Substitute Luna awakens, the first lie will always return before the truth. I read it twice. Then a third time, my grip closing around the cover until the old leather creaked in my hand, the words settling into me with a weight I didn’t yet have a name for only the certainty, cold and absolute, that whatever this meant, Jenna’s homecoming was only the first lie of many.

May gasped again, "Are you pushing me away? You look like someone who will need some comfort right now and you are pushing me away? This is why everyone hates you. You are so mean." A slap will be enough to shut her up but Rielle wasn't ready for that. "May, you can stop pretending to be the good girl and get out of my way." "Well I am a good girl and not like someone who stole a book and made it hers." "That book is mine." she raised her voice. That was the height of it. The book was hers. The person who lied that it's hers, forged every evidence against her. It was all a lie. "Well, you can't avoid what is there already."

Only a withered body, without the strength to fight. That was what the story said, that was what she read that one night she found the book. Lara couldn’t help but want to throw it to the fire and burn those words. But she stopped, then read it again and again. Memorizing the words… The book was wrong in many things… so many details were omitted. She knew it was on purpose, or maybe not? Why? Why did the author do that? Who was the one who wrote that lie? Which what purpose?

She walked around the desk, and I felt my pulse spike as she came closer. I didn’t hesitate. My hands slid around her effortlessly, lifting her, placing her gently on the edge of the desk before me. Her legs brushed mine, and I felt the subtle weight of her against me. I cupped her cheeks, studying her, searching for the words she might refuse to say. “Tell me,” I said quietly with a tight voice and restrained emotion, “what did you see in my book?” Her eyes shone bright with pain. “You’re a liar,” she whispered, and the word hit me like a punch.

he laughed it off as I nodded, my disappointment in him getting bigger as I smiled. “Dad, you’re not so good at lying. I’ve known you for, what, a couple of years now, and throughout that period, I’ve seen all your moves. Whenever you lie, you twist your ankle and you act strangely. Your voice gets tiny and windy, and you start to look away. I can also tell that your ears jiggle a bit, but I’m guessing that’s just a random coincidence. Just tell me what I need to know: please: it’s important.” But he shook his head. “I’m not telling you anything. That book is supposed to be for rulers of this kingdom, not for anybody.”