What Lies Between Novels & Stories

I did not want to explain further because I did not want to lie to him. He said nothing. He just silently worked on the art infront of him. I followed the movement of his hand as he stroked in some places then took a different brush and dipped it in colour and swept across most places. I wanted him to say something but it was like he had forgotten I was standing there. That's why I hated to lie to him; I felt he could tell when someone is lying. Watching him, I remembered I had work to do . "I'm going upstairs, " I told him.

"Leonore... It's not going that far. I... I just happen to accidentally fell from the bed and a...a...an object poked straight to my eye. Yes. Yes. There's no such thing as what you said as being punched." Leonore looked at the Lady with sympathizing eyes. She felt sorry that she needs to lie about the truth. She wanted to console Sally. But for now, Leonore wanted the Lady to tell her the truth for her to be able to help her. "You can tell me anything, ma'am. Sometimes, it's easier to tell a stranger of a naked truth because you'll never know when and where you'll cross paths again." 'Realization strikes when we are already on the brink of remorse. It will appear first as tiny spatters of r

Just a business man with a soul that was probably just cigarettes and nightly stock reports. “Iris?” My head moved up from my book, “I’m going to pass out soon,” I knew why, “That’s fine,” I replied, “How long until we get to-” “We’re going to the Maldives. We’ll be landing in Sri-” A yawn rang out, “Lanka and then directly to some private island.” I felt my chest rise, “Wake me up when we get…” He trailed off his head lulling as he slumped further in his seat.

The morning sun peeked through the blinds of Sienna’s little apartment, painting the walls with soft golden stripes. She stirred awake slowly, blinking against the light, her body still heavy with the memories of the past days. For the first time in weeks, she didn’t feel the crushing weight of anger and betrayal pressing on her chest. Instead, there was a strange calm—a quiet she couldn’t quite name.

Another lie. How many more before everything falls apart?

Ashley teased, pointing at Garnet. Garnet simply smiled, while John cleared his throat awkwardly. "Okay… maybe this year," he said hesitantly. Garnet turned to look at him, eyes wide with surprise. He had no choice. He had to lie. "That’s settled then! I’ll call Esmeralda later—I have good news for her!" Diana said excitedly. Then, the unexpected happened. "I don’t want to get pregnant." The room fell into silence. All three of them turned to look at Garnet.

but what's this uneasy feeling I'm getting? "Morning~" Uh? I look next to me, on my bed and..... "What? Why are YOU here!?" TBC

I started, placing one hand on her shoulder to show temporary comfort. "I'll tell you about something called the almadate. My friend Luke, the tall one you must have seen with me on news, he invented it as a temporary means against the liar gas so when you told me you found out I was bisexual, the only way to protect myself was to lie." I sighed, moving further up the bed, drawing my knees to my chest and leaning my elbow against them. "But that's the same thing as lesbianism." She pointed out, a disapproving look on her face.

Amidst the natural beauty of the sugarcane fields, their love story unfolded, hidden from the world. Satish and Maria found solace and refuge in the project site's vast sugarcane fields. The towering stalks and rustling leaves provided a sense of privacy and intimacy, allowing them to express their affection and explore their feelings for one another without fear of discovery. The fields became their secret haven, where they could escape work pressures and connect with nature.

Nathan thought of returning to his unemployed life and shuddered in horror. "Paying me for what?" Nathan feigned ignorance, hoping it was not too late. Although he was sweating bullets inside, he toughened up and refused to let her see a crack in his armor. Victoria glared. "Do not even try to lie to me. I have known Daniel for twenty two years." "I really do not know what you are talking about." Nathan raised an eyebrow. "Did you think I am dating Daniel for money or something? Because I am not." Well, he truly was not dating Daniel, so that was not technically a lie. Well, perhaps a white lie but everyone knew white lies did not actually count as a lie.