Two Truths Novels & Stories

And above all… do your best to speak only truth, or the Game will know. Lies are the currency of the damned. ] Farrah took a deep breath as she carefully read the rules. This was her lifeline after all. She had basically just died from the car accident, and she didn’t want to die again. If there was a chance of survival, she might as well cling to it. Still, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. This simply felt too unreal. “This is insane…” she whispered. “It’s a nightmare. It has to be.”

Jocelyn raised her chin and spoke with open arrogance. At that moment, the bullet comments appeared before my eyes again. [The female lead has finally found out that the supporting male lead won the lottery! Her good life with the male lead is about to begin!] [I do feel a little sorry for the supporting male lead, but I still want to watch the male lead and female lead live their sweet life together.] Fine. I would give the comments exactly what they wanted and let them watch those two end up together. As for whether they would be happy or not, that was another story entirely.

"How about we play a game instead?" "What kind of game?" Vera asked skeptically. "Twenty Questions?" someone suggested. "Too boring," Helena replied. Jamie suddenly perked up. "Wait, I know something. My grandmother used to play this game called 'Two Truths and a Lie' with us kids. Everyone tells three things about themselves, two true and one false, and the others have to guess which is the lie." "That could be interesting," Helena said. "Might learn something surprising about each other." "I'll go first," Ruth volunteered, which surprised everyone given her earlier confession about murdering her mate.

Three lives. Three.

As I stepped forward, Kim pulled me back, saying, “I am not sure who I think I am. Not anymore.” “What do you mean?” “I mean, what if Kathy is me, and I am Kathy. Only one of us can be the Third, and that one can only be Kimberly. But what if I am Kathy, luring you, testing you, playing games with you. Or what if it isn’t Kathy who has sided with him. What if it’s me, and I am doing his bidding right now. I am confused sometimes. He has told me so himself. None of us, he says, can know who we really are. Not now that things are in motion.”

She knew better than anyone that while the wounds on the skin might heal, the scars on the soul were much deeper. Later that night, after Davian had finally fallen into a medicated sleep, Dewangga sat back at his laptop. The house was quiet again, but the weight was gone. He looked at the white screen and began to type. He didn't think about Vivian or the empire he had helped destroy. He thought about the man on the floor and the woman in the dispensary. He typed: Silence is not the absence of noise. It is the beginning of the truth.

Rebecca's face contorted with anger, and she asked, her voice shaking, "What? The Joneses are the top dogs in wealth? You've got to be pulling my leg, teaming up with them to fool me, right? How else could I be clueless about this?" They were beside themselves with worry.

This is all my fault. "Belle I'm sorry about him, and none of what he said is true, ok? None of it. We already love and adore you, and nothing is going to change that. Ok?" Said Raul, looking at me straight in the eye. Almost like he's telling me that none of the things are true. I gave him a small smile and nodded at him in appreciation. He then continued, "Now why don't you tell us why you're not eating?" He said that in a tone that told me that he wanted the truth. He's looking at me like he can see right through me.

"So, that's why you walked away from me. It was all Melanie's doing!" He grabbed me, his voice desperate as he tried to clear things up. "It's all lies. Melanie got herself pregnant from fooling around overseas, and she pleaded with me to cover for her. That marriage certificate is a fake. I could never marry anyone else!" Henry locked eyes with me, his voice earnest. "I'll own up to it. I did some stupid things to help an old friend, and Wren gave me a good talking-to. I was wrong to keep you hanging just because you cared about me. I swear, no more screw-ups from now on!"

We stayed in comfortable silence until Alex broke it again. “How about we play a game?” Alex suggested all of a sudden, and I shifted to look at him clearly. “Game?” “Yea. It is called three truths and a lie. You will have to spot the lie in my sentence.” “Alright. I have been around a lot of liars, so I could easily spot a lie, which means this should be easy.” It was supposed to be a jab for him, but he didn’t even acknowledge it as one, or if he had, he decided to ignore it.