Novel & Cerita Twisted Lies Read Online Free

she said. “She has your face.” “She has my blood. That’s not the same.” Dimitri leaned in. “You never mentioned a twin.” Isadora’s jaw set. “Because she was irrelevant.” Then, quieter. “Until now.” Emilia’s breath hitched. She was about to step forward when Luca’s hand came down gently on her arm. Not yet. Not until they were ready to be seen. So they stood in the shadows for one more breath, listening to the unraveling of a lie five years in the making.

Her body betrayed her, heat pooling low in her stomach. “But I wonder…” His fingers ghosted over the bare skin of her back, igniting sparks across her spine. His voice dropped lower. “…do you lie this well in court?”

Her hands trembled, but she clenched them into fists, forcing herself to be still. He woke up… and he called for Isabella. The words replayed in her mind like a cruel refrain. Andres had opened his eyes, and the first name he spoke was not hers. Not the love they had hidden. Not the nights they had stolen. To him, I’m just a shadow from New York. Nothing more. Her chest tightened. She wanted to scream, to cry, to confess everything to her mother. But she had denied it. She had lied. She had worn the mask of bravery.

"This is not good. As warlocks, we can do a lot of things using water and stuff that we can make look and taste like water that is not water at all. Do you feel any different?" "I feel fine," Raine tells him, but I can feel the panic set in, so I put my arm around her to steady her. I want to take the glass and see if I can figure out what was in it. There is a black residue around it, so I know that there was something other than just water in it. If you start to feel anything, let me know right away." Barrett says as he walks back toward the door to leave.

I bit my lip as I watched him lost his cool. "Fuck, please, tell me you are not lying... Baby, please, fucking tell me..." he hissed in a trembling voice. I shut my eyes, shaking my head. "I am pregnant, Greval... I am not lying..."

I inquired with a frown hanging on my face. "Lie? I thought you were the one that came saying that you saw me going to the stream which I did and you liked me." She returned quickly with a worried Look on her face. She wasn't the one that I had fallen in love with that day, I had always felt it. It was all a deception. "What's happening here?" Sharon inquired quickly with a confused look on her face. Then, I began to perceive the scent of cologne mixed with ginger. So sweet that I forgot all my anger and sorrows and I continued sniffing the air.

“They may be more sympathetic towards that spin on it.” “It’s a lie,” Aislen started shaking her head. “Lies are dangerous because they can easily be proven as being lies, and once exposed, everything we say would then be open for debate. If we lie, we win the war for the Van Helsings. I say the Van Helsings let the cat out of the bag, it’s not our job to stuff it back in there, but rather to win the war against them.”

He said with a curse. The people laughed once more. Clarissa was frustrated and shocked. Did Alpha Archer lie to her about his opinion on this issue because what she was seeing was definitely the opposite of what he had told her, and she had no idea why he would lie to her so brutally? If he stood for the truth as he had said, his people would incorporate his values into this situation.

The document twisted the truth into an unrecognizable knot. [I, Aria Sterling, admit that driven by jealousy, I conspired with outside forces to leak Family secrets, causing significant losses. Furthermore, due to an unstable mental state, I suffered from the delusion that Mr. Axel Thorne was not dead, and based on this delusion, I made malicious and false accusations against innocent people. I hereby clarify: Mr. Axel Thorne did in fact die six years ago, and all of my previous allegations were the result of paranoid delusions.] A tear hit the paper, smudging the ink.

The lie had landed, and the real truths—his deceptions, Lisa's survival—remained buried. As Elara's magic enveloped me, pulling me toward a forced trance, I clung to one thought amid the sobs: *They bought it. Now the game shifts.* My last howl faded into a whisper, the chamber echoing with the remnants of my "broken" heart. Yet even in the haze, as my vision blurred and the voices around me muted, the false confessions kept spilling in my mind, a torrent I stemmed for the performance. Lisa—how I'd "envied" her, "plotted" her end. The nights I'd "seethed" alone while she paraded with Taehyung at feasts, her hand on his arm, her laughter ringing like a challenge. And him... the alpha I'd "cov