The Last Lie Told Novels & Stories

She started toward the exit. "Tella, wait—" She turned back one last time. "He told me he loved me right before he died. He said he loved me 'his way.' Do you know what that means?" I didn't answer. "It means even his love was a lie. Even at the end, he couldn't give me the truth." She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, smearing blood across her cheek. "You're all liars. Every single one of you. All of you use people and destroy them and call it love."

He paused, the silence in the room now absolute, charged with anticipation. “For the past several weeks, you have been fed a story. A story about a predatory billionaire. A story about a manipulative, gold-digging young woman. A story about a scandalous pregnancy and a blackmail scheme.” He let the words hang, the familiar, salacious narrative hovering in the air. “That story,” he said, his voice hardening, “was a lie. A malicious, calculated, and devastating lie.” A murmur ran through the crowd. He pressed on.

Jame’s POV Unknown to them, I stood by listening to their conversation. Yes, I had come to tell Layla about his findings when I heard Nate’s voice. I was just scoffing and smirking when I was hearing all of Nate's lies to her. To me, the best award for liars should be given to Nate. How could he lie that Layla’s uncle was killed by some hunters when in the real sense he had been responsible for the man’s death?

" I'm serious " " I never said you were lying either. " I say dropping the phone and putting it on speaker to arrange the groceries. I chuckle. At least someone called. I can't blame her anyway. She was busy as simple as that. I'm the one with the issue of trusting people so.... " So .. what happened last night? " " Nothing " " That's a very big lie " " I'm serious " " Hmmmm I know you're lying and I'll find out myself. "

My husband consoled me asking me to confide in him. "what is it that you're not telling me? You've not done this b4 have u?" he asked "Iiii... hhaaave" i replied stuttering. "yet u can't even prove it? Why are u lying? Tell me the truth Ifeoma." he said. The moment he called me with my full name I knew he was serious. I had no choice so I told him the truth. Yes the Ifeoma that makes mouth about s** has no experience. "I'm sorry" I said to him. That was how it all went on our wedding night o..

The moment Linda saw her grandson, her face lit up. She scooped the little boy into her arms. "Noah's here! Come here and let Grandma give you kisses." I sat there without moving a muscle. I'd never really looked at Ryan's face before. Jessica had done a damn good job keeping him hidden. They were all playing happy family. And the sickest part? Jessica was still carrying my child. "Jessica, is this your idea of 'making things right'? The way you explained it to me before? Was it fun lying to me for five years?"

People like him , who were monsters behind closed doors, always wanted to pretend to be saints in front of people. He cleared his throat and tried to look composed, "Last night at the party someone attacked me when I was looking for restroom". George said trying to dismiss this converstaion clearly lying about him trying to find restroom. It was fascinating to Sia how people like George could lie looking directly in someone's eyes, but she can't say much about it as she was not any better than those people. Everyone looked quite shocked after hearing that someone attacked George. Louis didn't want to look up and see George as he knew, he won't be able to control himself. So, he was playing w

He watched him distinctively as he came closer to him before he — happily— broke the news. "Adelina is asleep," he revealed to a Jonathan who was rather uninterested with that fact. "Okay. But it is you I came to see." He closed the folder in his hands, resting into the sofa. "What about?" "Adelina." Blaine gave him blank look. What else could they ever have to talk about if not Adelina? He did not say anything and waited patiently for what was to follow while Jonathan's gaze bore into his. When he looked away, he breathed out.

Besides, when I started talking, she instantly stilled. “This will be the last time I have a chance to tell you this,” I said low, making sure that nobody would be able to hear us. “And I want you to know it before you burn.” And then I leaned in closer to her ear, making sure that what would be said, would only ever be between me, her, and God. “I lied!”