Two Truths One Lie Novels & Stories

Amira and Nathan again, entangled in a bed that wasn’t theirs, half-naked and smiling as if they belonged together. He scrolled, refusing to believe what he was seeing. Until emails popped up, screenshots of exchanges between her account and Nathan’s. Nathan: ‘We’ll get him where it hurts.’ Amira: ‘He’ll never see it coming.’ Nathan: ‘Just keep stringing him along, and soon DE VITALIO INDUSTRIES is ours.’ And then the one that broke him: Amira: ‘Tonight, I’ll tell him how much I love him and want us to be together forever but the arrogant fool will never know it’s a lie.’

“I was wrong, Lorien! Please, please come back to me. I just wanted seven days! Seven days to dream, to make up for past regrets. But I never thought I’d lose you in the process. “You told me you had cancer, and I had the chance to stay by your side, to walk with you through your final days. “Why did I have to lie to you? Why did I let you leave, so full of grievance and sorrow? “I deserve to die! Jessica deserves to die! If not for her, I wouldn’t have lied to you, I wouldn’t have cheated, I wouldn’t have hurt you so many times. “Let me make it up to you, Lorien.”

“I married you without your consent in Las Vegas. Your ex-boyfriend is a relative of mine. Your mother had a chip and she hid it somewhere underneath your skin.” Silence. Her smile falters, brows curling. The slice of pizza in her hand droops, she curls her fingers tighter around the crust. She’s looking at me, really looking at me as though searching for a tell. I see in her eyes that a part of her knows I’m not lying. She wanted two truths and one lie. I gave her three truths. Whether she believes them or not, that’s not up to me. I’ve blown it all open.

I packed my things, and when he came home from work that evening, I told him I wanted to break up. He froze for a moment. Then, in that same affectionate tone, he coaxed me like always. “What’s wrong? Did I do something to upset you, my Leah?” He pulled me into his arms, his fingers gently rubbing my earlobe. I stared at him in silence. His acting was flawless. It was no wonder I hadn’t seen through him before. But now, all I saw was deceit. “Paxton, do you love me? Or do you love Georgina?”

Temperance "And what does that mean for me?” I ask him frantically. "It means if we don't stop this, then you won't make it. "He’s joking, right?" "Anything that could have caused this?" The doctor asks. I tremble as I realize I can’t tell him the truth, the real cause. He won’t know how bad my body has been treated. Internal bleeding? God really hates me, doesn’t he? "I got mugged the other day." I blurt out a lie. Emaline looks at me, thinning her lips before getting distracted by something Ella whispers.

I desperately wanted her to tell me the truth but I'm not expecting her to be completely honest with me because it would make it obvious that their story wasn't exactly normal but I still wanted to hear her say something because I believe that in every lie, there's always an iota of truth. She cleared her throat almost as if she was deep in thought and I waited patiently for her to start explaining to me. "I honestly don't know how I'm supposed to start the entire story to you but I guess I have to start from somewhere," she said. "You can feel free to start the story from wherever you like, Anna. If you don't remember the beginning you can choose to start from the middle or start from the e

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

"He swore that you didn't have sèx! That you bored him in bed! That you are unfuckable! That your sèx life had been dead for the past four years!" "He lied to you about three things. First, we had sèx like any normal young couple. Second, I'm not a bore in bed. And lastly but most importantly, Look at me. Do I look unfuckable?" She starts crying. Hysterical crying. I just stare at her in confusion 'cause I'm not sure what I should be doing in this situation. Or what I should be feeling. But I definitely feel sad for her. This is a cruel way to find out that your man was screwing the woman he swore he wasn't screwing.

"I just could not find the right words to say that to Efron... besides I don't think he would accept it if I rejected him!" Tristan sighed and frowned. "Damn, there is no right word to say that you don't like the person. The truth may hurt for a little while, but a lie hurts forever. Telling the truth and making someone cry is better than telling a lie and making someone smile. Three things cannot be long hidden: the Sun, the Moon, and the Truth, that's a quote!" "Well, I will tell him that some other time... right now, let's have some drinks!"

I let myself listened, in the whole two hours, I just lent my ears to my professor which is a good thing so I will not think about other things. I am just going to be bothered. He gave an assignment and left our room after bidding goodbye. The next professor came, our last subject for today and we can go home already. Instead of teaching, she said we are going to have a game. It is called “two truths and one lie.” She said we are going to tell two truths and one lie about ourselves and our classmates should guess what is the lie between the three. My classmates suddenly encouraged me and had an interest in what we are going to do.