The Good Liar Book Novels & Stories

“I’m just a petty thief. I saw a rich woman walking alone and thought she would be easy to rob.” I stared at him quietly for a moment, then I sighed. I turned away from him and slipped my hands into my pockets as I began pacing slowly across the room. Another thing I was very good at was reading people. And this man? He was lying. I hated being lied to. I stopped walking and looked at him again. “You know,” I said slowly, “I admire the loyalty.” The man didn’t respond. “But loyalty only works when the person you are protecting can protect you back.”

“What talk?” I asked, “I didn’t talk to anyone.” “Have you ever been told that you are a very shitty liar.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “You should stop trying because it’s funny trying to watch you lie when you obviously can’t.” “That is not true.” I said, “I would have you know that I am a very convincing liar.” “Of course you are.” He began, “Rule number 1 sweetheart; never play denial as a first tactic especially when you’re a horrible liar; everyone expects it and it’s so painfully obvious that it’s sad.”

His proud thick eyebrows are creased, and his lips are thinned. His eyes. I gasped. Those blue eyes which stares at me with so much love and sincerity. Those cunning blue eyes, which made me drown in a beautiful fantasy. His eyes, which seemed to tell a wonderful story every time he stares at me. It was eyes of a liar. I burst in tears as I looked at Jacob. I cupped my mouth, trying to suppress my sobs. He's no different from Dylan. He's also a liar. He's also an evil.

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Bad odds and worse chances with the worst luck. Somehow Lia felt that she was living the life of a book protagonist. That wouldn't happen if she hadn't met Aster. Her life before meeting him was really carefree. But after meeting him was like a crime drama with some fantasy, horror, and contemporary stuff. Now she couldn't say it was a romance one because, for obvious reasons, she was hesitating. "Actually, I have something to talk to you about." Aster decided to just throw away the caution. "What?"

his eyes widened, and his heart pounded as the thought came in. In that book, it wasn't written if Grey wolves, with black dots could be able to read thoughts, but he still didn't want to get his hopes high knowing what he actually told her, wasn't the truth but that he had lied to her as she didn't read further in that book so on recalling that, he quickly decided to use it to his advantage and at the same time, also help her in making sure he would never wake. But it looked as though, he wasn't good at lying, as Quinn seemed to have noticed.

The blonde woman asked furiously. "The light is not coming from me. It is coming from inside the book," Goodness said. Slightly angered, the blonde woman took the light in his hand and put it away. "There you go," the blonde woman said with delight. "The light has been removed. Can you see any light coming from the book again?" "I can't," Goodness replied. "That is because there is none and there never was. I can't believe you actually believe what I said about this book lying here for a century without being read by a single person. Take a look at the top of the book. What does it says?"

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"Last spring, when my stomach was acting up, I didn't tell you because you were so busy with work. In February this year, when we were out of money, we ate plain porridge for two weeks. Just now, when you sent that kid to the hospital, you have no idea how scared I was. I was afraid there'd be another lawyer's letter in front of our door, that I'd never see you again. Is this game of playing poor really fun, Lance? Is it fun to have me running in circles, like I'm a fool? Lance, let me out of the car. You—" I reached for the car door, but he locked it before I could open it. Of course, after five years, he knew me too well. Maybe he'd already thought a thousand times about how to deal with m

he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”