Twisted Little Lies Novels & Stories

“My what?” “Your fiancée. Remember you told her at your cousin's wedding that you were engaged.” Sebastian cursed under his breath. He remembered now. His mother had been so persistent, so annoying, that he had blurted out a lie just to make her stop. He said he was engaged to someone. He had planned to make up a breakup story later. But then he forgot. And now his mother was coming to meet a woman who didn't exist. “This is a disaster,” Sebastian muttered.

My skin tingled. But my heart felt heavy. I was afraid he was just like all the others who tried to take advantage of me while I was down. So my voice came out cold and harsh. "What reward do you want?" Jamie gently turned my face toward him. His eyes shimmered with hurt feelings. "Just a kiss. Can't I even have that?" There was no sleaziness in his voice, and I felt a wave of relief. My cheeks were burning. "Jamie, this isn't right. We're not meant to be."

“Because that's kind of a hard story to believe.” I laughed, this time because I was nervous. “Yes. Why would I lie to you guys?” I continued lying. This was how people sank further and further into lies. For a moment, I imagined the worst. What if I push myself in too deep? What if it became harder to climb out of the lie and I just kept on going and going with it until I couldn't get up again? What if I found myself forgiving Alex all because I couldn't face the world as the cheated-on fiancee?

Talking in hushed voices and whispers. “What have you made?” I asked. “The soup you are having, tesoro.” “No wonder it tastes like shit.” “You!” He squeezed my thigh below the table. I gripped the spoon hard and pursed my lips. “It’s delicious.” “You’re lying.” “Okay, shit it is then.” This time he trailed his fingers higher on my thigh and gently rubbed there, making me let out a breathless gasp. All eyes fell on us. I quickly lowered my face on the bowl of soup. Leaving him to deal with it. “I made cookies! Has anybody tried the cookies yet?” He blurted. I was dying with a silent laughter that my eyes started to tear up.

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And most importantly, what did they want with us? "I hope you can swim," the one at my back whose dark mask had red stitching on one cheek said. "Are we going for a swim?" My blonde friend asked. The other one chuckled, "Something like that." With a grimace, red stitching bent and pushed open a hole in the ground covered by a metal lid. The smell that wafted up was rancid. I covered my nose and my eyes watered. "What's in there?" Trish asked in a small, unsure voice.

Clearly, she knew what the answer would be; she chose to lie to herself. Erin starts to sob seeing blood coming out from her nose, her small hands blocking every punch and slap but it was all useless; she's already beaten up. Erin was about to step closer and try to touch them but it suddenly became dark again, the floor was spinning though he couldn't stand. The moment it stops spinning, Erin finds himself outside— in forest to be exact. "Mom!" Erin heard a little voice again and saw her little self— "No.." she mumbled, the most terrifying memory for her is playing in front of her. With all the details, herself, her mom and what happened.

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.

Kate stated calmy. Liam stared at Kate with shock, his lips parted slightly but no words came out of them. Was she lying to him or was she saying the truth? “I can’t be menstruating; I am a man” he mumbled in disbelief. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any worst, boom, this hits him. “Go wash up, I’ll go get you some tampons” Kate said and stood up and left the room. Is this a dream or is it really happening, he wondered and looked down at the blood on the bed. he thought of when they were little and his sister saw hers for the first time, he recalled how he bragged about it and she not being strong enough to endure just a slight pain;

"Okay, that's correct. Lucky guess. Where did I go to college?" "The University of Portland where you earned a degree in Business Economics and went on to achieve an MBA." "Fine, that's right, but—" "Go ahead, ask me anything you want. Your favorite color is green. You loathe purple which is why you draped it all over our room. You're loving and gentle, but you have an angry streak wider than the A****n river. You like The Beatles, think the Rolling Stones would be better without Mick Jagger, and you're a Swiftie but also hate the term Swiftie. You like that god-awful show Supernatural because you think that Jensen actor has beautiful eyelashes. You kept a LiveJournal for years longer than i