The Book Of Lies Jw Novels & Stories

But today he paid the blacksmith less, not for the man's services, but more to disperse the weight of the man's fear as well as his guilt. "Never lie to a priest, for Truth is likely to take offense in his stead" The Scriptures of Truth Chapter 12: 3-4. Some men lived by it, others died by it. Valerik was none. He always thought people took the scriptures too seriously. Books written by men were nothing more than books, no matter under whose instruction they penned it. But in truth, him and the verse did have something in common: they didn't like lies.

“Because he could’ve stopped it. Because he let his empire pick appearances over people. Because he made the choice that killed my sister.” That hit her hard. He’d lost someone too. Not some faceless villain—a person. “And you think a fake marriage fixes that?” she whispered. “I think leverage fixes things,” he said. “One public image, one private leak. Chaos, then cleanup. People bow.” A loud click from the door snapped both their heads up. Lucien stood in the doorway—coat open, hair a bit wild, eyes sharp as blades. He didn’t come in. He didn’t have to.

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.”

I ask him, confused about what game this is that he is playing. “I needed to know how you felt about me.” He says, confusing me even more. How could I make it any clearer than literally writing a book where I sell out every emotion I felt for him? “What do you..” It dawns on me that he has been lying to me again. This whole time, I thought he knew how I felt, because he said he had read the book and stupidly, I took him for his word. What was I thinking? This is the same man that pretended to be fucking Jack Dawson, this is the same man that had refused to tell me who he was and probably never would’ve come clean to me, had I not told him that I knew exactly who he was. This is the man that

Through my blurred vision, I thought I saw the man who had held me close at the funeral and promised me the world. "I'll give you a home, Eleanor. Everything I have is yours." So all of it was just another lie he told me.

"You are a woman who can do her job properly; I am a team leader who has been responsible for eighty-five per cent of all sales and revenue. It is only a matter of time, but I will get to sit there." Lial nodded as if she finally understood what was going on. He was a money and power grubber, just like Gavin. "I think I might need to see a shaman or a shrink; why do I keep attracting these kinds of men?" she murmured, pressing her finger to her forehead. "What?" "I think my life needs some kind of supernatural cleansing," she replied. He looked at her confused. "It is either that or god whoever he is or wherever he might be is playing with me. I must be some kind of doll that he uses to ente

I replied with a shrug. "Let's just say that I'm curious because I'm bored and also because anybody could be interested in hearing how two lovers met and since I don't have anything else that I'm doing with my time, I just want to listen to a story about how you met him. So, will you tell me or are you going to ask me to mind my business?" I asked. I desperately wanted her to tell me the truth but I'm not expecting her to be completely honest with me because it would make it obvious that their story wasn't exactly normal but I still wanted to hear her say something because I believe that in every lie, there's always an iota of truth.

It was better to go vague with the situation, because the less I spoke, the less there would be holes in my story. “Like in the case of amnesia? Or in the case of: ‘there are too many people in my life for me to remember the life story of one more insignificant person’?” -What should I answer? What answer would be more…less… what seemed closer to the truth?- What the hell was the truth anyway? I was so sexually dissatisfied that I woke up in a book?? -Even I wouldn’t buy that! Still, I should stick within the confines of her choices, particularly the latter assumption. She already had a negative view of me. So what would be one more log to the fire?-

The book 3: Lies in Relationship is an exclusive book to booknet for one year which means, I will be able to bring the book here next year March, that's when the exclusive contract would end. You can read it on booknet for 2.99 dollars or you can be patient till I bring it over here next year. Thank you all so much for reading this series and I hope you enjoyed it. I have another story here, the title is Bride for Rent, I hope you will check it out. I assure you taht you would love it :) You can find me on Instagram @goodnessshadrach :)

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?