The Lover's Lies Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help it, I had to laugh, he really thought I was stupid, really thought I was so hopelessly in love with him that I would believe any lie he told me. “I don’t know man, but for someone who wants to be with me, you have a really crazy way of showing that, first you turned me into a liar when I told you we were mate, let’s say I was indeed wrong, let’s say I was blinded by the love I feel for you, let’s say you were right, the best way to prove that I am wrong was to bring another woman to the house the same day? The said woman is your lover, was your mate, might still be your mate and you want me to believe you?” I asked him; I wanted to see him find a way to get out of it, I haven

That catches him off guard completely. "Of course not." He makes an effort to deceive you. "Liar." As I feel tears welling up in my eyes, I murmur something under my breath. I can't help it. "I am not lying! My love for my son is boundless and unending." He states that he is getting more and more frustrated.

The kind that warns you something terrible is coming. Albert reached for a folder lying on the table beside him. Slowly, carefully, almost reluctantly. Then he placed it in front of me. My gaze dropped to it. The folder was thick, packed with documents, evidence, secrets, and answers. Whatever was inside had the power to change everything. I looked back at Albert. My voice shook. "What's in there?" His expression hardened. And when he answered, his words sent terror racing through me. "The reason your family has been living a lie for seven years."

Fergus 's face contorted in desperation. Sandra's mask slipped, revealing a flicker of pain. 'He must not know, he must not know how my heart burns for him. How much I love him.’ She thought. She had to lie again, spin another lie to chase away this man she clearly could not live without. She regained control and spoke in the coldest tone possible, her words contradicting her heart. "What if I told you I don’t?” A lie. “That I don't feel anything, Fergus,” Another lie. “You're just a distraction. A momentary escape." The biggest lie.

“He hasn’t lied to me.” “Hasn’t he?” Nox’s eyes bore into mine. “Hasn’t he told you about how you're nothing to him but a broken girl that'll listen to whatever he says? Or how you're so desperate to be loved, that you'll let yourself be his bed warmer?” My heart stutters. Lior could never be that guy. Never. "You're lying!" I growl, dropping my bag and covering my ears. "You're lying, Nox!" "Am I? Think about it and tell me you don't notice things that seem a little too good to be true," he pleads.

After sending me the video, the private investigator kindly said to me, "Take it easy. Don't be too upset. It's just a man's nature." I briefly replied my thanks before collapsing on my pillow, crying uncontrollably. Why, Leo? Didn't we swear to be loyal to each other forever? Why would you betray me like this? How could you pretend to love me while sleeping with another woman?

Don't fuckin tell me you've fallen in love with this man? My stomach twisted. “I...i ..I haven’t. It’s... complicated. He’s dragging his feet on the divorce from Jayla. Election season, headlines—he’s paranoid.” “Paranoid? Or smart?” The voice sharpened, like a knife edge. “You’ve been in that house for months now, belly swelling like a trophy. If you’re not his wife on paper soon, you’re exposed. And if you’re exposed, I expose you. Everything—the lies, the setups, the money trails. Poof. Gone.”

She felt the tremor in his hands, the heat in his skin, the way his voice caught on her name. For one brief second, it felt like they were whole again. He lay her down gently and calmly, caressing every part of her body, then slowly digging his fingers into her vagina, making Olivia morn in ecstasy, something she hasn’t done in a while. They made love. Then he whispered something that made her blood run cold. He pressed his forehead against hers and said softly, almost tenderly, “You always loved my lies.” Olivia froze. The words hit like a blade twisting through every fragile piece of trust left inside her.

She had woven an intricate tapestry of lies, aiming to cast a shadow of doubt over our love and our business. Days turned into weeks, and our relentless pursuit of the truth consumed our every waking moment. We combed through endless documents, piecing together fragments of evidence, and uncovering the sinister truth behind Lisa's actions. Along the way, we encountered resistance and betrayal. Allies turned into adversaries, their loyalties swayed by the allure of power and personal gain. But Victor and I stood steadfast, our love and determination becoming an unbreakable shield against the onslaught of adversity.

You let me love a man who hid my mother’s killer under the same roof. "I lied to you so I could have you!" Mavric shouted in frustration. "Yes, I am selfish! I am possessive! I cannot let you go even if this truth destroys us! I would rather be hated by you for a lifetime as long as you stay by my side, than watch you leave and live happily without me!" Mavric kissed her roughly, a kiss filled with desperation and possession. Liora tried to struggle, hitting his chest, but he did not release her.