The Lying Game Novelas e Histórias

I collapsed to the floor, and bright red blood began seeping between my legs. Reynold's eyes widened in shock, but his expression quickly hardened again. "I barely touched you, Adrianna. Stop the act!" Yet, I was already slipping into unconsciousness from the intense pain, unable to respond to his words. When I did not answer, Reynold roughly grabbed my arm. He hissed, "Enough, Adrianna! Stop making a scene! You're embarrassing yourself in front of the entire company!" He added, "I didn't even call you out when you bullied Monica before, and now you're pretending to be the victim? You haven't been sick or anything lately—what, you're suddenly too weak to stand?"

"And he said he wasn't having anything to do with you, I see no reason why my own either would be lying to me concerning something which I’ve already caught him red handed." I raised an eyebrow, taken aback by the coincidence. "Maybe he called me by mistake," I suggested, trying to downplay the situation. But Ana wasn't buying it. "You're both playing some crazy game with me," she said, her voice rising. "I'm not pleased with the whole drama happening at the moment." I sighed, feeling a sense of frustration. "Ana, we'll have time together after tonight, and I'll take some time to explain everything to you. Why I'm doing everything possible to make sure you don't leave, and why I'm trying to

However, as Liesel listened to his tirade, her eye twitched. "What game are you playing?" she couldn't help but ask. "It's a dating simulation game. No one loves me, damn it! Am I not charming enough?"

This date was more for the public, then each other. “Piper, welcome.” Julian stood up. He motioned toward the empty seat. I walked over to it and sat down. Julian produced a deck of cards. “Ready to play a game?” he asked us. I lifted a brow. Seeing my expression, his smirk grew wider. “I propose a game of wits and edge. A game of lying.” “Lying?” said one of the girls. “Mmhmm. One person puts down a card face up. Others will take turns placing down cards of the same suit, facedown. If anyone else thinks they are lying, you call them out.”

They hadn't touched any drinks or drugs. "Okay, guys, gather, let's play a game." "Game?" Justin retorted pulling back his black hair. "What are we, like five?" "Shut the fuck up and smoke your weed," Madison snapped at Justin. "What do you want to play, Madison?" Loral asked. "Glad you asked, Loral, it's just a small dare game." 'I knew it,' Lily thought. Madison explained the rules for the game, and they were about to start. Lily had mixed feelings about it.

Diana whines as soon as it was Harry’s turn for our little game called Two Truths One Lie. It was another drinking game invented by the smart Neal which we had to state three statements about ourselves and it must have two facts and on lie but we don’t have to tell which is which. The other people in the circle needs to guess the lie and if we won’t be able to guess it right then there’s a consequence, we need to take the shot. On the other hand, if the entire circle guessed the lie correctly, then apparently we have to drink the three shots. I hate how Neal always associate his games with drinking but everyone seems to be so hyped.

They apparently chose to stand within their roles, and that made me incredibly proud of them. “Welcome to the party. We’re about to start our game. The rules are simple. If he answers my questions honestly then nothing happens. If he lies to me then I remove pieces of skin. What he chooses to do is totally up to him because he’s been warned,” I told them. “Hell yes. This game again. How long did the last player make it?” Bronx asked as he looked at Brianna and Tinsley. “Three lies,” Tinsley said.

Breathlessly, I pulled him closer, holding his teary face as I slowly whispered, “Please… please just say you’re lying. That’s all I want to hear, that’s all I need to hear, Nathaniel…” More tears slipped through his eyes, shattering my heart as he shook his head. “I’m not lying.” “No… you’re lying, okay? You have to be lying.” Inhaling harshly, I wiped his tears away. “You said you loved me, remember? You said we were forever, and we would build a future together, and have kids, and… and love each other for eternity.” “Those were your words, not mine, Nikolai… It was a game.”

“Do you have a mate?” The warrior nodded. “Then you know the power of love. I love my fiancé, and I won’t let some harlot make a fool of him. Help me, and I’ll transfer five thousand dollars to your account. Buy your mate a gift she deserves.” The greed that sparked in his eyes told her she had him. She leaned in, whispering the lie she wanted him to weave into the truth. When she pulled back, she was smiling. “I will do it, Your Highness,” the warrior promised.

“I’ll be okay. I'll talk to him myself.” Across the courtyard, Liam looked up as Layla approached. His smirk slowly returned. “Speak of the devil.” Jason leaned back in his chair. “This should be interesting.” Layla stopped in front of Liam. Her voice was calm but her eyes were burning. “You’re spreading rumors about me.” Liam shrugged. “I’m just telling the truth.” “You’re lying.” Liam smiled slowly. “Am I?” Layla clenched her fists. “You know exactly what you’re doing.”