Romans & histoires The Lies She Told Series

When I returned from a five-year overseas assignment, I walked out of the airport expecting Dan Hill to finally keep his promise and propose to me. Instead, he stood there with a distant expression. “Stella, I’m sorry.” Before I could even process the apology, he continued, “I was the one who arranged your transfer order. I deliberately had you reassigned to that remote project out in the desert because I needed space for Hayley and myself. She was pregnant back then, and I didn’t have any other choice.” A long silence followed, and I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. Five years of scorching heat, endless dust storms, and sixteen-hour workdays in a place that felt forgotten by the rest

My older sister, Miranda McQueen, forced me onto the operating table so she could give my kidney to the fake heir. She pinned down my struggling hand, her expression cold. "Evan, don't blame me for being cruel. In your past life, you pushed Lucas down the stairs and damaged his kidney. You regressed to make amends. You owe him this kidney." For three years, I had tried to atone for the sins Miranda claimed I had committed in my past life. I had taken a knife for Lucas McQueen, tested experimental drugs for him. And now, I was about to lose a kidney to him. As the anesthesia flowed into my veins and my mind began to fade, I saw Miranda gently wipe the sweat from Lucas's forehead. Lucas

On the night of my anniversary with Lawson, I found transfers on his phone that I did not recognize. The recipient of the money was his old flame. For a decade, he had sent her more than a hundred thousand dollars on the fifteenth of every month. I showed him the records and demanded an explanation. He was signing documents and nonchalantly said, "She was once pregnant with my pup, but she lost it because of a pack conflict. I owe her that much. Don't worry. Other than this, I won't give her any resources from the pack as compensation." I cried, argued, and went to my friends to vent. They tried to talk me down. "It's only a few hundred thousand dollars. Lawson is the Alpha of the lar

We had agreed to spend the New Year with our own families, but at the last minute, my husband, Drake Murrell, changed his mind and insisted I go back with him this year. I agreed, planning to take this opportunity to finally tell him the truth about who I really was. When we first got married, my parents told me to keep a low profile so that Drake, who came from a single-parent household, wouldn’t feel pressured. So I hid the fact that I was the daughter of the richest family in the capital, the Thorntons. When we returned to his hometown, I specifically bought my mother-in-law, Diana Murrell, a pair of gold bangles. She accepted them with a beaming smile, praising me again and again for

Yvette Warren, personal secretary to billionaire Orson Cox, announced that the heiress who was accidentally switched at birth 20 years ago was living in this orphanage. Whoever could prove their identity would inherit a billion-dollar fortune. In my first life, the two-faced Laurel Marsh tricked me into giving her my keepsake to claim the family. The Coxes tore her mouth apart. "Fraud!" In my second life, my frenemy, Rebecca Vargas, tattooed a fake birthmark on herself to claim the family. The Coxes had her skin slashed to shreds. "Still a fraud!" In my third life, my sworn enemy, Vita Davidson, took out online loans to get plastic surgery, reshaping her face to resemble Orson's wife. S

I had just left the hospital after undergoing a dilation and curettage procedure for uterine fibroids. On the bus, I happened to encounter a woman who was crying and claiming she had menstrual cramps and a terrible stomachache, asking me to give up my seat. But I refused. I never expected the woman to be the famous internet influencer, Bella Marsh. While I was completely unprepared, she started a livestream, and the next day, I was violently attacked online and pushed onto the trending searches. Netizens even dug up the record of my procedure at the hospital. “With a uterine wall that thin, it’s obvious she has had so many failed pregnancies.” “No wonder she was so shameless and refus

Do you think werewolves are a myth, fairy tale, fantasy? If so, then you are sorely mistaken! We live among you! But we have to hide! Vallia, a werewolf girl who grew up far from the pack, was hidden by her mother from her fellow tribesmen from an early age, is forced to come to the pack of her dead father in order to hide from those who hunt her. Just who is this? What do they need? Wally doesn't know. What to expect in a pack of one that knows neither wolf customs, nor laws, one that is alien to everyone? How will the alpha react to her and what is he hiding? Can she count on his help?

"I love you, Swara. I promise that I'll never let a single drop of tear come out of your eyes," he said while holding her hands. "I don't believe in promises anymore. Promises are lies," she said while jerking her hands back. ♡♡♡ Swara Gadodia, a simple and shy girl who chooses to be silent most of the time because of reasons known only to her. Having grown up with a non-loving stepmother, who hates her, Swara longs for love, always. Enters her life, Sanskar Maheswari, a rude and arrogant man who has no room for love in his life. In fact, he doesn't even believe in the concept of love. Both are completely different from each other, but as they, opposite attracts.

Phoebe has always been the quiet good girl who followed the rules. Until one night she poured every filthy fantasy she had about the school’s golden boy, Conrad, into a handwritten letter. That letter was never meant to be read by anyone. But it fell into the hands of the one person who should never have seen it—Seth Astor. Her new stepbrother. Now Seth holds her most dangerous secret, and he’s not giving it back. Not unless Phoebe agrees to become his personal assistant for two months. Total obedience. No questions. No escape. What starts as blackmail slowly turns into something far more dangerous—forbidden desire, burning tension, and a game neither of them can st

They say she has the face of an angel, the body of a temptress and the soul of the devil. Hence the nickname La Diabla. She Devil. ------------- Catalina They're not wrong. I killed my father and my husband and I won't hesitate to kill anyone who crosses me. Kahlo I should have killed her the moment I set my eyes on her. She's the devil incarnate. Yet I find myself hesitating. Always hesitating...