Wait For The Lie Book Novels & Stories

Alex showed up at a distance. I leaned against the wall and he turned towards my direction. He then walked into the room by his right, and I sneaked up behind him. I leaned against the door and heard Alex say, “The Peters signed the document.” Damian cleared his throat. “Very good. Send a mail. The wedding will happen in two weeks,” he said. “Two weeks?” I muttered. “But Sir, must it be Janelle?” Alex asked. Damian didn’t respond. I leaned in closer, thinking he was whispering but the door suddenly opened, and I fell inside.

The gray day pressed down on the city. Somewhere, in an apartment he'd never seen, a woman he'd never met was waiting. Waiting to see if the science had worked. Waiting to see if her chosen future had begun. And Liam Thorne had to find her first. He had to contain the damage his own life had inflicted upon hers. The method was unclear. The timeline was uncertain. But the resolve was absolute.

Her remaining days would be full of misery. I was momentarily stunned by the news, but soon I calmed down. The moment I decided to let go, I had already come to terms with everything. My lingering feelings had vanished with their schemes. They were just strangers now. I exhaled, looking at Isaac. "Got the gossip out of your system? Let's talk about work." Isaac let out a dramatic groan. I laughed, determined to fight for a good life for myself. The time ahead would be mine and mine alone. The End

But she needed answers. --- The following morning, when Ethan was out gathering firewood, Lena took the opportunity to nose around the cabin. It was rustic but comfortable, with modern amenities blended in very unobtrusively with the natural surroundings. In the study, she encountered a bookshelf containing novels and travel books. Among them, there was a book that stood out: The Art of Deception. It did not match the other books. She became interested and pulled out the book from the bookshelf. Leafing through the book, she let a piece of crumpled paper fall out, wafting towards the floor.

He gathered the books as if they weighed nothing. Liam who had been following Roman from a safe distance drew closer clearing his throat. He had frozen the moment the collision happened, watching in growing horror as Roman’s eyes briefly flashed pitch-black. Liam knew exactly what that meant. "Sir," Liam said, his voice strained. "The board is waiting. We’re going to be late." He lied, making up an excuse so Roman could snap out of it. Roman ignored him completely. He stood, holding the stack of books, and looked down at Maya as she rose. He wanted to pull her closer. Lock her away. Memorize her scent until it was burned into his lungs.

Only a withered body, without the strength to fight. That was what the story said, that was what she read that one night she found the book. Lara couldn’t help but want to throw it to the fire and burn those words. But she stopped, then read it again and again. Memorizing the words… The book was wrong in many things… so many details were omitted. She knew it was on purpose, or maybe not? Why? Why did the author do that? Who was the one who wrote that lie? Which what purpose?

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

The two shared a look before they continued on their own busy days. Liam pulled into the library and stepped out. He hadn’t been here in years. He stepped through the doors and began his search, which ended just as soon as it began. Because Elaine was sitting at one of the main tables, reading through a thick book, with about a dozen others around her. He approached, noting most of them were about terminal illnesses. One book seemed to be about reproductive health. He didn’t comment on it. Instead, he leaned against the table, waiting for her to notice him. When she didn’t, he simply and said, “Elly.”

I answered. "We will help. We also wanted to know the truth" they said but I didn't answer them I just stared at them. "We also need to finish reading this book to answer all our questions about what really happened before," I said as they nodded. "But before that. We need to make sure if this book is just the truth." said Ash and they agreed. "Who am I?" Lia asked and then suddenly letters appeared in the book.

“They destroyed everything else. This is it. Whatever this is, Ursa’s going to need to be one hell of a storyteller.” Aisha looked down at the book, a suffocating feeling creeping up her lungs. But not for herself.