The Liar Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

****************************Mack’s POV********************* The morning sun filtered through the massive windows of the conference room, but it didn’t warm me. Nothing did lately—not coffee, not victory, not even Claire’s hand resting on mine. Nora had been rescued. She was recovering slowly under full protection. That should’ve felt like a win. But I’d seen her face. Pale, eyes distant, lips trembling when she whispered about the walls, the sound of footsteps that never belonged to anyone. Whatever Liam did to her… it had shredded something permanent.

"But I had to. If I'd stayed, they'd have found me. Killed me. Killed you too, probably, just to close the loop." Nora looked between them, her father, her mother, both of them standing in this church together for the first time in years. "You both lied to me," she said. "You both let me grow up believing she was in the ground." "I did what I had to do," Robert said. "Then why are you here now. Why come back after all this." Her mother stepped closer. "Because I know what's coming. I know who's out there. I've been watching. Waiting for the right moment."

To my utter surprise, Nora signed sadly and answered my question. “Because I couldn’t help myself! Kieran wasn’t enough! And if you are curious about my reasons, let me tell you the truth — I don’t know. I’m not right in the head; mommy never loved me, daddy was never around; choose whatever you like. It’s just who I am, and Kieran wasn’t the one to share. So, I sneaked around his back, and it worked well for years because I had his unconditional trust. I was happy, and he was happy; it was a dream life. Until that bitch Clara ratted me out! But I guess you’re already familiar with that part of the story.” What surprised me the most was that I felt sorry for Nora. She was a miserable person

I still didn’t know if I believed it. “Why are you telling me this?” I finally asked. Nora shrugged, her usual smirk returning. “I don’t know. Maybe I just felt like being honest for once. Or maybe I just wanted to see the look on your face when you realized how much of a bastard Nicholas really is. Not just him, but all men.” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if she was fucking with me still or if something about the lack of the moon in the sky tonight, the first night of the hunt, was miraculously turning her into an honest and open person.

Jakob smiled gallantly before he said: "Yes, that's right. To be honest, this is all just PR. I'm young and I'm good looking, so it's only right if I put on such an image. Also, so many women stay away from me if they think I'm going to break their hearts. I also have to admit that Giulia and I haven't been together very long." This hotshot lied like hell! And without blushing. Crazy, how did he do that? I didn't think he could wriggle out of this tricky question so easily. "That's pretty smart of you," Logan admitted appreciatively, and I also seemed to like Nora a lot more because she was helping her husband. She wore an elegant white evening robe that appeared to be made of the finest vel

“Listen, I’m sorry. But please don’t make this hard for me. And um... don’t tell Ivanka. I didn’t tell you guys because... I wasn’t ready,” Zehra’s eyes softened. “I’m sorry, Nora. It was just so unexpected. What happened?” “Nothing much... my past, I suppose.” “You don’t need to tell me, if you don’t want to. So,” Zehra gestured to the laptop. “Let’s watch something.” Nora perked up. “Sure, what do you want to watch?” “I don’t know... nothing cliché. And preferably not horror. Any suggestions?” “Um.. The Joker?”

Elder Nora raises an eyebrow, suddenly more interested. "You expect us to believe you were the architect of the omega underground?" she asks skeptically. "Check my pack history," Lora replies evenly. "Twenty years ago, I traveled extensively between territories as a healer. Perfect cover for establishing contacts." I stare at her in shock, mind racing. This is a lie; a magnificent, sacrificial lie. Lora knows enough about the network to make her claims credible, but she was never its architect. She's making herself too valuable to kill immediately, buying time, but for what?

I said finally. A lie,I know but Not a good one either. Nora stared at me for a long second. Then another. “You know,” she said slowly, “you become worse at lying when you’re stressed.” I looked away immediately. Cars moved past us in soft blurs of light. People laughed somewhere across the street. The world kept moving. Normal. Completely normal. Meanwhile my heart still hadn’t slowed down. Nora stepped closer. “What’s going on?” Her voice was gentler now.

She sobbed, “I was just upset. I thought, maybe if Emelia was humiliated, Liam would finally look at me again, talk to me again…” “Is that so? But ever since you lied that Emelia was the one who pushed me down the stairs, I made it clear that I wanted nothing to do with you. Why can't you just get that into your skull?!” Nora looked up at him with wide, tear-glazed eyes, lips trembling. She looked like a cornered animal, wild, desperate, and afraid. “Wait, what?” “Nora lied against Emelia?” “I saw the video that Emelia actually tried to save Liam but it was Nora who lied against Emelia?”