Twisted Lies Stella And Christian นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Stella took only two steps before she turned back around and hesitated, “Um…” Lucianne saw that she was going to say something. Xandar, Christian and Tate stiffened in response. Everyone was silently praying that Stella wasn’t going to lie like her mother asked her to do. Lying to authoritative figures carried a sentence for both adults and children above the age of twelve. Needless to say, lying to the royal family carried an even heavier sentence. Lucianne was even considering taking a few steps back and pushing Tate forward instead, so that if Stella did lie, the teenager would technically be lying to Tate, not her.

Back to every single moment she had watched Christian… The way he spoke. The way he reacted. The way he refused things that didn’t align with his standards. Was he… not who she thought he was? “No…” she muttered under her breath. He’s definitely living a lie, she held her head tight trying to breathe. But something in her was trying to understand exactly where this was heading to and she needed a strict plan to find out the truth herself. Stella looked up at her carefully. “I didn’t know it would get this big,” she added. “I just wanted revenge.”

'' Christian was so angry as if he was going to explode. "I heard that several groups of people are coming towards my place. Are they your people?" Stella asked calmly. Christian kept quiet. Stella chuckled, ''Let me remind you of something. I'm a widow and an orphan. It doesn't matter if I die. The one I love is already dead. I don't care anymore. However, if I were to die, everyone would know that you were the one who did it. I'm Jasper's widow. Do you think that you'll be able to live if I died?''

", Stella lied for the first time, thinking about her mother's words of moving on in life. And that would be possible only when Damian would stay away from her. "What? Boyfriend and you?", Damian asked in surprise. "Yes.. Me and my boyfriend.", Stella said confidently, hiding her fear of being caught red-handed. Damian immediately removed his mask and scanned the room and then his eyes stuck on Stella who was wrapped up only in a towel. "Seeing her position, does that mean she was getting intimate with her so-called boyfriend? But the question is when did she make one?", Damain asked to himself in his heart.

Nothing. And this woman was nothing like her. Stella had been thin, quiet, always hovering two steps behind me. Wolfless. She flinched when I raised my voice and apologized when she hadn't done anything wrong. I spent half my time shielding her from my father's household and the other half pretending I didn't want to. Esther Hale walked into a room full of purebloods and told them they were wrong. She had a wolf's scent on her, faint, buried under cheap soap, and a spine Stella never showed me.

“Please stop, Alpha! Lucille had no faults! Her mate raped her! She was forced to give birth! Please! All of it happened without her consent! She was his slave, she was forced!” Stella yelled, catching his attention, stopping his expressions dropping for a second, turning to look at me in disbelief. Daniel stopped Stella, not wanting his mate to die by her words. Leonel narrowed his eyes at her, lost in her words for a few seconds, trying to register. Gasping loudly, I rushed and hugged Wendy and his darkness came back, scowling at my face. “Another lie.” He breathed out, tears glistening in his eyes. “How many secrets did you hide from me?” He asked and was about to attack us but a tackle o

“We were leaving for Bora Bora and the venue payment was past due. I didn’t see any other options. And it would have been fine. Really. Because I have the dress orders from Blaire Montgomery, and I was going to use that money to pay back the loan. But now Blaire’s off sailing somewhere and I don’t know when she’s going to pay us.” My words came out fast. Stella’s next words made my heart clench. “You lied to me?” she asked, a baffled look on her face. “A payment really did come out of our account. You told me it was a mix up and you fixed it. But…you lied?” I didn’t reply. I only nodded slightly. “I…I don’t even know what to say,” Stella said. She rubbed her temples with her fingers. “You we

I was very grateful, so I always gave him a nice cup of coffee to express my gratitude. I frowned at an article in the paper with a blurry picture of a shaggy blonde man with his head down. Man arrested in Deephaven, Minnesota for distribution of cocaine from his home. His name has not been disclosed yet as the arrest has taken place this morning, but his girlfriend claims that it had been going on for years. There was a picture of a woman. The same woman who I saw yesterday. She was lying. I skipped to the last part of the article, ignoring what she'd said. Lies. She was spouting lies.

, she said in understanding. "This life is just so f*cked up", she added and I chuckled. "If only I had someone with the money and power to back me up, I would do anything to repay the kindness", I said as the pain flipped through my eyes. "If only", I said again and Joanna sighed. "Hey Amelia!", someone called from my left side and when I saw the person, I recognized him immediately. It was one of them from last night. No wonder the face looked so familiar yesterday. It was Steve. He is leaning against the wall with a beer can in his hand. I seethed. How disgusting! I did not just think of that, I also looked at him in disgust.

And yet, he couldn't bring himself to bridge the gap between them, couldn't pretend to feel something he didn't. And then there was Sarah. Sweet, understanding Sarah, who loved him despite knowing the truth about his marriage. The thought of her brought a different kind of pain, a longing that he couldn't quite suppress. But being with her meant living a lie, meant sneaking around and hiding. Was that really the life he wanted? James slumped back onto the bed, the fight draining out of him. The game they were all playing was becoming more dangerous by the day. Lies upon lies, each one bringing them closer to a precipice from which there might be no return.