Tell Me Lies Drew Death Novels & Stories

he reasoned, like a stubborn child who wasn’t open to accepting any reasoning. “I did,” Lia piped in. “I lied to you, Serena. Declan knew nothing about Alpha Oliver’s plan. I also lied to you about the investigation. Everyone inside Alpha Oliver’s office is dead except for you.” I turned to Lia with a blank face. I can’t get myself to loathe her. Looking at her now, skin and bones and reeking like decomposing dead bodies, I know how it feels to become a rogue. It’s the worst punishment you could give to a werewolf.

"What ...What are you talking about? And what baby...? Drew, he is lying...I had seen him only once and that too with Nick and Serena when we went for our wedding shopping." "That's because she has hidden our relationship with everyone. Even Nick and Serena didn't know that we were in love. And today I came here because I never stopped loving her even after she killed our baby for her own benefits.", he cried. While Adrian was professing his fake love for the nonexistent baby I killed and me, I watched Drew with teary eyes. He was remarkably silent, but I had still hope that he won't fall for Adrians lies in my heart. But what he spoke next shattered my hope.

" Drew asked. That was the only thing he was concerned about. He didn't know what this man would reveal and he readied himself for what he might say. "I'm sorry to say but she died.'' the doctor said. Drew gripped the table, trying to reign down the surge of emotions that threatened to burst through him. He had received two devastating news within the space of twenty minutes and he didn't know if he could handle more. "When did this happen? Tell me everything, I don't understand.''Drew said. "It happened some twenty-five years ago. She died while birthing her and the dirty Alpha Jed killed her father before forcefully claiming her as his.'' he spat.

"I know it’s wrong. But I need you to not tell Kian. At least, not yet." "Why?" Drew’s chair screeched against the linoleum as he leaned forward, his face reddening with a mix of fury and disbelief. "Give me one sane reason why I shouldn’t walk out of here, go over to his place, and tell him his son is actually alive? He’s mourning a ghost, Eliora! He’s drowning in it!" "Drew!" Zoey cut in, her voice hushed but sharp. She reached out to touch his arm, but he pulled away, his eyes locked on mine like a predator.

Something just happened. "Hey Liv," Drew called out. I didn't care if we had a fight or not. "What happened here?" I rushed out. "Didn't you hear? Jordan was found dead this morning. Jamaal and the rest of the squads has been arrested." ******

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

“What?” Trixie thundered. “What the hell do you mean you killed somebody? Tonight?” Drew shook his head vigorously. “Not tonight. Twelve years ago. It was an accident, but I still killed somebody,” he said, and his eyes filled with tears. She held his gaze. “Tell me,” she said softly.

Contrary to what everyone believed, they were not deceased. Liam let out a sigh, sensing her skepticism. He tried to reassure her. "Believe me, I'm not lying," he insisted earnestly, his gaze darting around the parking lot to ensure their conversation remained private. Once he was satisfied that no one was eavesdropping, he turned his attention back to Lana and whispered, "My parents, they are not dead. Their death was faked." His tone remained low as he didn't want anyone to overhear him.

I had stripped him of his pride and joy, even when I told myself the lie that I did it because if I didn’t they would have killed him, I knew it was a lie. I found the stair case leading outside the basement and for some reason, it didn’t feel as exciting as I thought it would be. Who could blame me when I was carrying the corpse of my best mate in my arms? As I passed through the opening and stepped on the soft soil, water began to trickle down my arms. I looked down sharply and Drew was melting. Drew was fucking melting! What the actual fuck!? Then a sickening laughter followed.

"Yes, I did. She died because of me. It's all my fault she's in this grave." "How did it happen?" I didn't mind that Liam was really interested in this story. I just assumed he cared, that's all. "Elizabeth found out Drew was cheating on her. I don't know how but she did. You know, she confided in me and asked me if I knew anything. What could I say? I told her I didn't. And then on one stormy night, Elizabeth came to my apartment drunk and very devastated. She found out that I was her husband's mistress. She was so hurt, I couldn't even defend myself. She just felt betrayed and had a lot of things to say to me. When she was about to leave, the rainstorm got worse. I tried to stop her but sh