The Lie Review Novels & Stories

In court, faced with the mountain of evidence, Louis was deathly pale. In order to avoid paying damages, he actually stated outright that the proposal was completed independently by Flora, and that the plagiarism was her personal action, having nothing to do with the firm. Sitting in the plaintiff's seat, I watched coldly as he pushed all the blame onto Flora. This was the man I had loved for ten years. When things went wrong, his first reaction was to shirk responsibility and save his own skin. But even so, he still faced a massive penalty.

"Eve, I made a mistake! She lied to me! She kept turning me against you! I never wanted to break up with you!" His desperate expression made my stomach churn. "Aaron. The way you look right now disgusts me." He froze as though I had hit him in the guts as he froze on the spot. Viola suddenly burst into tears, her tears rolling down her cheeks. "Eve, I honestly didn't mean to do it! I was only jealous of you! I worked so hard to get here from the countryside. Do you know how difficult it has been?" I turned to the chancellor and said with a calm voice, "Sir, handle this according to university policy."

Nothing real grows out of a lie. "Angelo." I looked at him. "Vivian knows I can't swim." Angelo sat up fast. His whole posture changed. "That's attempted murder." "You still want me to let it go?" I was so weak I could barely speak. "If you love me, even a little, make sure that evidence does some real damage." His face went paler. "Isa. Your enemies are mine." I closed my eyes and didn't open them till we reached the hospital.

John had agreed very quickly and said he respected my choice, and that he did not like kids either. However, that was a lie from him, too. My mother held my hand tightly and looked at me in concern. She seemed like she was afraid I would be touched by John’s flowery words. However, they had underestimated my courage. I stared at him calmly. “John, stop lying to me. No matter what you say, you’ve broken the vow of our marriage. It’s over between us. “I’ll send you divorce papers through my lawyer.” John kept shaking his head.

In a place like this—where lies were currency and truth was lethal—it must feel like a curse. “What a misfortune for all these people to have him around. He says everything as he sees it.” “He can’t lie,” Reese confirmed, doubling down with absolute certainty. He sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his hair. “I believe every single word out of his mouth. If he says he saw her, interacted with her, then he did. I just… I have a hard time believing she’s actually alive. Something doesn’t sit right.” That sick, twisted pang hit my chest again—the one that flared every time her name left his lips. Penny.

Selena… He replayed everything. The way she looked at him. The way she responded to his touch. The way she melted in his arms just minutes ago. That wasn’t fake. He knew it wasn’t. He could feel it. And yet… He also knew one thing very clearly: People lie. And the best lies? They come wrapped in truth. A faint, almost humorless smile touched his lips. “Interesting…” he murmured under his breath. Instead of anger, something else settled inside him. Curiosity.

"Congratulations—on raising someone else's child." With that, I turned and walked away. Behind me, Silas erupted into a hoarse scream. "Impossible! That's impossible! Ariana, you lied to me—you lied, didn't you?! Ahhhhh! Come back! Ariana, come back!" His voice grew weaker and weaker, likely drowned out as the police restrained him.

There was no fucking way. "You’re lying." I growled, jumping to my feet and surging forward. "Tell me that you’re lying!" Kneeling down, I grabbed Ian’s torn shirt and tugged him towards me. He was lying. He had to be fucking lying! There was no way that everyone was dead. How could Azura and her warriors allow something like that? ‘Ashton,’ Leah huffed, reaching out a clawed hand and wrapping it around my wrist. ‘Let him speak.’

He lowered his eyes, his voice soft, almost like he might break at any moment. "At first, I just thought, if I said I was poor, maybe I'd get closer to you. Later, I didn't know how to take the lie back." "So you've been lying to me for five years?" I wanted to look him in the eyes, to see the truth in them, but he wouldn't meet my gaze. "You're an idiot..." I grabbed his shoulder, wanting to hit him, but when my hand was raised, I couldn't bring myself to do it.