The Eye Doesn't Lie Novels & Stories

“Lооk, I knоw I can’t ѕtор уоu, but at least bе уоur еуеѕ?” I thіnk fоr a ѕесоnd. He’s right. I саn’t do this аlоnе. I nееd tо learn frоm thіѕ. Whеn it comes to Neon, her еxрrеѕѕіоnѕ of truth is almost аlwауѕ a lіе. “Sо уоu’rе ѕауіng уоu’ll bе mу еуеѕ аnd ears in thе station?” I аѕk.

It weighed heavily against the other. “That’s… that’s great news, my king. I’m happy for the both of you.” – she lied. However, the lie didn’t reach her eyes. Because as soon as she heard the news, her eyes became teary and her vision blurred. On matters of the heart, it is impossible to lie, she realized.

“Ethan, tell me honestly. You didn’t eat your lunch, right?” Seven-year-old Ethan would get surprised every time his mother caught him lying. “Mom, how can you detect my lies so easily?” His mother smiled at his cuteness while squatting to his level, pinching his nose teasingly. “Because your mouth can lie, but your eyes can’t… The eyes are the windows to one’s soul.” His small eyes lit up with excitement and he asked, “That means I can also detect if you are lying or not?” She pursed her lips and nodded.

The very person Samuel plucked out the eyes of was me, Louise, his wife, who had stood by him through all sorts of danger time and time again. Samuel walked over and patted me on the face. My skin trembled, and it pulled at my wounds, making the pain even worse. I longed for him to comfort me, but all I heard was a cold sneer. "Louise, you're the wife of a Capo. How can you be so weak? It's not like I'm taking your life. I'm just taking your eyes! "I can't believe you lied to me with pregnancy as an excuse. You know how much I hate lies. Tell me you're sorry, and I'll forgive you."

She exclaimed and pinned me with her glaring eyes. "Don't tell me, you hurt her again?" She raised her eyebrow, she looked so furious and I can't help but sigh. She's more concerned about that woman than me. "No. I'm not." I lied and continued eating, avoiding her gaze. I know she'll sense that I'm lying once our gazes met. My eyes really can't lie, that's why it's so easy for her to read me, she can sense if I'm telling the truth or not just by looking directly into my eyes.

It was still its golden blonde color so it made her look more sophisticated, like she's stepped out of a fashion magazine where everyone wears black and glares at cameras. But there is no way in hell I'm about to admit that. "Yes," I lied. Loudly. "It looks terrible. The worst. You should be ashamed you went through with this." Sienna's eyes narrow. "You're lying." "I'm not." "You're absolutely lying." A smile tugs at her mouth. "You forget I've known you my whole life. Your left eye twitches when you lie." My left eye does not twitch. I refuse to acknowledge it even if it does.

His eyes were filled with rage and I had no idea what was going inside his mind? I kept my silence and looked to the floor. He then asked me more direct questions, “Why were you with Officer Harris? Why you went out to meet him at such an hour? You were not attacked again, right? Have you guys found some clues of the culprit? He clearly had a lot of questions. His eyes that seemed to fill with rage a while ago, now seemed to be concerned for me. It was clearly evident from his eyes and from the desperation with which he was asking me questions that how much he actually cared about me. I heard a sentence in a song or a movie that “The eyes chico, they never lie”. Indeed the eyes never lie. T

They say the eyes are the purest part of a human, you can tell when one is telling the truth or telling lies by just staring at the eyes. Right now Jack's eyes show how truthful he is, he wasn’t lying. He is not cheating on me. He is telling the truth and I really need to stop listening to the rumors online. “Alright,” I said as I rubbed my hands on my lap. I hope he isn’t saying this because that’s what I would like to hear, I hope he meant them. He turned to leave again but then glanced at my body. I love the way he looks at me even when I’m always a mess.

he called out to me, looking at me directly in the eye. One thing I'd come to notice on Adam being my Beta for several years was how he looked directly into the eye when he wanted to ask a question. According to him, eyes never lied and though I never seemed to object, I never believed in such a concept. "Something's troubling you, isn't it?" "You're right," I nodded. Lying to him was going to be useless so I wasted no time telling him the truth. "I did call you to train because I have a lot on my mind."

One false move and Bianca would pay the price. “Take the photo,” I said to Victor. “No. A photo can be edited. It can lie. But you know what doesn’t lie?” Victor asked, his hand on my shoulder. “The eyes.”