Tell Me Lies Book Novels & Stories

“But it still shakes me.” “That means you’re human.” He kissed the top of my head. “And still healing.” Later that night, I sat at my desk and opened a blank page. I began typing the first words of what would become my book. Title: The Anatomy of Betrayal By Dr. Elena Hart “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s a story about what happens when the lies dissolve, and all that remains is the truth—raw, unspeakable, and liberating.”

He scoffed. " Can you detect if he is lying or not?" One of them said. " Mmm.. Let me see. " She was staring deep into his eyes, and him into hers. He forced himself not to look at her but, he couldn't resist her gaze. "He is lying. " She told them. " The book is somewhere in this library. " " Where? " One of them asked. " That is where I do not know. " Fred started laughing. " Do whatever you want, read through my head but you will not get to the book, you witch."

And the Liam I knew would never apologize for forgetting. This man says “I’m trying.” Liam never tried. When he walks away, I exhale shakily and sit back down, heart racing. Something is coming. I can feel it, a storm gathering just beyond the trees. And when Jordan gets here, I’ll have to decide: expose the man who made me feel safe for the first time in years—or let myself fall for the only lie that’s ever loved me. --- By late afternoon, I’ve folded every blanket in the house, wiped down spotless counters, and organized the spice rack alphabetically—twice. I keep busy to keep my hands from shaking, to keep my thoughts from spiraling.

He lifted one hand and touched my chin, raising my face so I had to look straight into his eyes “You have been staring at my ass during lectures, haven’t you?” I nodded, too ashamed to speak “And you have been imagining my cock inside this your small body?” My eyes widened. How did he know? I nodded again, my breath coming fast He leaned down until his lips were close to my ear. His voice became rough and raw. “I have noticed you too, Lia. Every class. The way your nipples push against your top when you look at me. The way you tense up and squeeze your thighs together. I know you are wet right now”

"I'm your wife, and you're lying to me, keeping things from me? I'm seriously mad now!" I wasn't quick enough—she snatched the phone right out of my hand. Oh, no. That was it. She was gonna find out about everything. But then she went through my phone and suddenly burst out laughing. "So, this is what you were so worked up about?" Since I was already caught, I figured I might as well just come clean. "Yeah, you got me. So tell me—who are you really?" "I'm your wife, of course! You must be wondering about this text message. I was supposed to go on a business trip with Mr. Booth yesterday. But he got a call later and told me I didn't need to go. So, I came home early!"

" ....is what I said, but here we are, haha! This is just a quick note to let you know that I have decided to add some additional chapters and end book one elsewhere else, somewhere really awesome!! I appreciate all your wonderful comments; they are the ones that have given me the energy to do this sooner than even I expected. I hope y'all are ready because this is going to be an intense few chapters!! I may have told a little white lie in my prior note, but haha! I will let you find out which white lie I told and whether it is forgivable, haha! THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!! ***Till next week! Undercover_Ostritch.

he said honestly. Ritu stopped her drink halfway and looked at him. She adjusted herself on the bed and paid full attention to him. "What's going on?" she asked. He recounted everything that had happened during the past month, including how she wouldn't let him touch her and how she spent so much time away from home, unlike before, without informing him. He talked of how she changed the lock on her phone and how she was so protective whenever he approached any of her items, how once he had seen someone stop by her office to pick up a few things, how a bouquet had been on her desk, and how she informed him that the company placed that on every desk, celebrating their anniversary, and how he h

He looked at my father and gave Dave a very hard look, then walked out. “What are you doing here?” “That's not how you speak to your husband, Rhea.” My father's voice was calm. I sat up straighter, ignoring the pain shooting through my ribs. “I don't know what he told you, but it's all lies. Every word…” “I know everything.” He cut me off. “The surrogate. The ex-girlfriend. The donor eggs due to your medical complications. Which part is the lie?” My mouth opened in disbelief. “You…you can't actually think this is okay.”

He used that to make everyone think Silverveil coordinated it behind closed doors. It sounded convenient. Too convenient. I tossed the book aside. It landed with a loud thud. I rubbed my eyes because they were burning from reading too much. I leaned back in the chair and stared up at the ceiling. The only sound came from the guards standing outside my door, their armor shifting whenever they moved. I wanted them all gone. I wanted the whole world gone. I picked up the first book again even though I hated every page. I forced myself to keep reading. I needed to know how much of Stephen’s story was built on lies.

Don't fuckin tell me you've fallen in love with this man? My stomach twisted. “I...i ..I haven’t. It’s... complicated. He’s dragging his feet on the divorce from Jayla. Election season, headlines—he’s paranoid.” “Paranoid? Or smart?” The voice sharpened, like a knife edge. “You’ve been in that house for months now, belly swelling like a trophy. If you’re not his wife on paper soon, you’re exposed. And if you’re exposed, I expose you. Everything—the lies, the setups, the money trails. Poof. Gone.”