Web Of Lies Book Novels & Stories

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

“Then why does it look like you? Why does it sound like you?” “Because someone wants me destroyed,” Montez bit out, his voice low and feral. “And they’ve mastered the art of lies.” “It’s as if they’re all popping out of thin air.” She swallowed hard. “The exposé… the testimonies…” He scoffed, his lip curling. “Fabrications. Paid mouths and forged documents. They think they can bury me with rumors.” She clutched her phone tighter, the screen still showing headlines. MONSTER IN A SUIT: WOMEN SPEAK OUT.

If I do not come up with something he is going to want more answers from somewhere else so I quickly thought of something and answered him. “Yes,” I said giving myself a little more time to say my perfect lie. “What is it then?” He looked so worried and I hate that I was lying to him about this. “Uhm_ She thinks the book has some sort of spiritual meaning to it and because I'm not in the pack yet I couldn't read that far” He rose his eyebrows watching me. I felt so shaken under his intense stare. “That’s a lie, Raina. You had the book with you for a while before” Shit! Why didn't I think of that?

What is happening to my life? It felt like I was drowning. Not all at once, but slowly. Deliberately. Each wave bIgger than the last. Matteo’s grip tIghtened around my world every day, but now… now there was Maxwell. And whatever he thought last night was—it had just made everything worse. What if he tells Matteo? The question struck like lightning. What if he twisted what happened between us—used it as a weapon? Would he lie just to get under Matteo’s skin? Or worse… to punish me for pushing him away?

I ask him, confused about what game this is that he is playing. “I needed to know how you felt about me.” He says, confusing me even more. How could I make it any clearer than literally writing a book where I sell out every emotion I felt for him? “What do you..” It dawns on me that he has been lying to me again. This whole time, I thought he knew how I felt, because he said he had read the book and stupidly, I took him for his word. What was I thinking? This is the same man that pretended to be fucking Jack Dawson, this is the same man that had refused to tell me who he was and probably never would’ve come clean to me, had I not told him that I knew exactly who he was. This is the man that

Chapter One They say the most dangerous lies are the ones you tell yourself. I used to think that was poetic nonsense. Now, I know it’s how women like me survive. My name is Celeste Monroe, and until six months ago, I believed I was living every woman’s dream. Lavish home, beautiful smile, doting husband. The kind of life people envy on social media, the kind of life women whisper about at brunch. But behind those high-gloss I*******m photos and polite dinner parties was the truth: I was bleeding out slowly in silence.