When Love Is A Lie Novels & Stories

The magnificent emerald engagement ring, cold and heavy on my finger, felt less like a symbol of romance and more like a tactical victory badge. "Mr. Richard, is this a forced marriage to save the company?" one reporter shouted above the din. "The company needs stability," Damian answered, his voice ringing with conviction. "I need Emmah. My grandfather's will tried to tear us apart. We are uniting tonight to confirm that no engineered betrayal, past or future, can separate the Richard and Williamson destinies." He gave the cameras the exact dose of chaos and romance they craved. He cemented the public narrative: the love story that overcame betrayal, the power couple reforming to save an em

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

“It’s just that there is such thin line between love and hate.” “Nope, not this one. No love, no line. Just pure hatred.” “Are you sure? What if what you call ‘hate’ is just a deep liking for Dominic buried in your subconscious?” Imogen asked, a teasing smile on her face. Maeve narrowed her eyes at her. “No, Imogen, just….no.” “Fine. I won’t say I told you so when it happens.” “Nothing is going to happen, Imogen. Seriously, what have you been watching?”

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Text from Damien. PLEASE TALK TO ME. Another text. I LOVE YOU. THAT'S THE ONLY TRUTH THAT MATTERS. Her heart broke. She almost texted back. But she couldn't. Not anymore. Because how do you tell someone your love is forbidden? That you're connected by blood? How do you tell someone their whole world is a lie?

“Get a dog. Name it Karma. Train it to pee on his shoes.” She laughed—real this time, head thrown back, dimples on full blast. My chest did a weird flip. She wiped her eyes quickly, like tears were a weakness she couldn’t afford. I wanted to hold her hand. I didn’t. “You know what the worst part is?” she said. “I still love him. Even after all this. I hate that I do.” I nodded. I knew that kind of love. The kind that keeps you chained even when the door’s wide open.

I knew what was going on and I couldn't resist. My pulse got faster and my temperature – higher. My lips parted slowly and I let her in. Her tongue... Her saliva... And her face were mine for seconds. So there we stood, in a deserted dusty and dark room – out of bound to students, with one of the biggest bullies groaning in pain and the other, knocked out, and me, kissing a… vampire – The love of my life. "Ehm ehm!" Amaya brought us back to reality as she stood at the door.

I thought I was doing it for love, now see I my world began to shrink to just our house and his absence. “So all those times you told me you loved me, those were lies? And last month, when you held me… when you made love to me did that mean nothing?” He looked at me coldly,” They were just words, Leila. Words to get you to marry me, as for making love, I was horny and a little tipsy that night, you remember, don’t you?”

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And her body, once proud and strong, grew weaker and thinner, but her eyes still burned with desperate hope that he might hear her pleas if she repeated them enough times. “Stefano, they lied to me as much as they lied to you, I was nothing but a soldier, I was used, I never wanted this, I swear to you, you are the only man I ever loved, the only truth in all my lies,” she cried one night when he pressed the cold barrel of his gun against her temple, not pulling the trigger but letting the weight of it speak for him. He shook his head slowly and whispered, “Love, you say, but love is not built on lies. Love is not a mask you wear until it rots and falls away, what you gave me was not love, i