The Lie Parents Guide Novels & Stories

he murmured. "It doesn't matter!” I snapped as tears blurred my vision, "I lied… I lied to them and I... I told them I was like them, they found out I wasn't. They were angry." “And?" He said, expression blank. “And that was my fault!" Silence fell once more, “What if their parents finds out? What if it spirals further? This is no longer about me,” I continued desperately, my chest tightening. "It's about my family,” I whispered and he stilled.

“Watch your mouth.” Seeing how she refused to let go, I thought for a moment, then spoke calmly, “Wasn’t me going abroad exactly what you wanted? You pretended to be bullied so I’d take the humiliation and the beatings for you—what, your goal was achieved and you’re still unhappy?” All the color drained instantly from Lena’s face. Her eyes widened, her pale lips trembling nonstop. “You—you knew... everything... Harry, I can explain... I—” I shrugged. “But I don’t accept explanations.”

"I only brought you back home to your father and to me." Back home to my father and to him? Even though I was fully awake, I was having a hell of a time keeping up with what this guy was saying. "This isn't my home." I pointed out. "And that man isn't my father." "Haidan, Haidan, Haidan." Asher sighed as a look of pity crossed his face. "You don't even realize that you've been lied to your entire life." "Lied to?" I hissed. "Like hell I have!"

This drew angry shouts from the parents nearby, accusing us of conspiring together. But honestly, Lance hadn't even gone that far. The doctor had even joked that if they'd been any later, the kid would've recovered and run around by now. But the parents were still wailing, and the child was screaming at the top of his lungs. Finally, it seemed like Lance had had enough of the noise. He lifted his gaze to the parents. "You just want money, right? How much?" The woman seemed stunned by his demeanor, frozen for a second or two.

My parents. My parents arrived ten minutes later. My father hugged me tighter than usual. My mother brushed my hair back the way she used to when monsters only lived under beds. Alexander stood with me. Not behind me. Not in front of me. With me. “We didn’t bring you here to scare you,” I began quietly. “But I refuse to lie to you.” “I need you to listen,” I began. “Not as my parents. Not as my friend. But as people who might become targets.” The word hung in the air. Targets. My mother’s hand stiffened in mine. Lia straightened immediately. “What kind of targets?” she demanded.

“Do you know what Mommy says about liars? Mommy always says that lying is bad and all liars shall face the consequences of their actions one day and that God is going to pay them back. She also said that I shouldn't mingle with liars, hence I'll learn how to lie from them.” “Good teaching that your Mommy did but trust me, baby. I swear, I'm not lying.” “You lied that day too.” “Daddy can explain all that happened. You know that Daddy is sick too right? Daddy also has heart issues like Rosie and that day, Daddy had a breakdown. Before Daddy recovers, little Sie Sie is gone with Mommy. Daddy didn't lie, really.”

“You heard me. Emily’s Dad, your so-called monster, he didn’t kill her.” The silence that followed was so heavy it felt like the walls themselves were listening. Judi’s hand loosened around the knife still clutched in her fingers. She looked from Jora to me, her expression flickering between disbelief and confusion. “You’re lying,” she whispered. Jora’s voice cracked. “I wish I was.” I took a slow step forward, my heart pounding. “Jora… what do you mean?” She glanced at me, her eyes wet but steady. “It wasn’t him, Emily. It was—”

Collin lowered his voice, pretending to whisper, and his son burst out in little giggles before looking at his mommy. “Daddy is lying. He saved himself and he is the strongest fighter in the pack.” Anna looked amused as she realized what Collin was getting at. “I’m not!” Collin looked hurt as his eyes snapped at their son, who was blinking as if he couldn’t understand why his father would lie to him. The little one probably didn’t even understand completely what a lie was. “Mommy jumped one of the vampires that were going to bite Daddy and she stopped him. She is a fierce warrior and when you find your mate one day, you have to make sure she is also a fierce warrior.” Their son nodded solemn

asked Isabella who always immediately understood about her children. Luis sighed for a moment, then he sat in the middle of his parents who he knew were making out. "What do you think about marriages that are based on lies?" he asked looking at his parents. "Evil!" Luis was silent, a single-word answer that increasingly managed to disturb his mind. "If you, what do you think, Dad?" he continued. Jeffri rolled his eyes. "Bastard!"

Blackwell’s words slice through her as she reads, and the weight of the truth crashes over her like a wave, pulling her under. “My parents lied to me my entire life,” she whispers, the tremor in her voice revealing the depth of her betrayal. “They poisoned me with wolfsbane rather than accept what I was.” Blackwell's pity lingers in his eyes, mixed with the vindication of a truth he long sought to reveal.