Where The Lies Novels & Stories

Hannah’s POV: Lies never hold still for long. When light cuts through the constructed walls of lies, the structure crumbles, the mask falls off, and the truth is laid bare. Nothing is hidden under the sun. And the thing with lies is that they are infectious for the ones who tell them; they spread like poisonous vines. They find themselves building up more lies to cover up for their previous lies. But it gets to a point when the dam fills up so much it begins to pour out, all the lies flooding out in all their sinful glory.

“It’s something that’s not true.” “Hmn. But I have a longer version which I want you to imbibe. As punishment, you will take a notebook and pen from the dressing table. Then you will write down this definition fifty times. A lie is any false information given with the intention to deceive. Can you repeat that, Sweetheart?” “A lie is any false information given with the intention to deceive.” Inara recited grudgingly but he ignored her countenance. “Good, you’re submitting it before bedtime. That should give you some work to do before I get back.”

My brains are just distracted by the awful negative energy emanating from them that I can’t even think of a good lie in the moment. “You hear this Joy? Your son’s starting to become rotten.” Dad mouthed and I just don’t understand why is this on mom? “Where did you go?” Dad followed up. “I..I..We had a group study together with my friends.” I spat out a lie. That’s the only thing that I could say in the moment other than admitting that I went out and partied, other than confessing that I went to a gay club and watched men in heels and wigs wiggle onstage.

Chapter 127 – Lily's POV Lies I knew I wasn't supposed to go back. Simeon had told me so. Following last night's debacle at the warehouse, after everything Adrian and Vanessa had done, I was supposed to be in hiding, keeping a low profile. But I couldn't. I couldn't sit around while they took everything away from me. So, in spite of the threats, in spite of the risk, I waited outside the company building the next morning, looking up at the glass tower that had been my second home.

“Lloyd, I’m sorry. I just needed a break. With everything…” He looks at me for a long moment. Then, to our complete shock, he lets out a small sigh and gestures with his head. “You’re in the wrong clearing,” he mutters. His expression settles on amusement. Mae blinks. “Huh?” He smirks faintly. “The guards never check the south ridge after midnight. There’s a little bluff near the creek—better view, and a lot more private.” “You’re not… mad?” I ask, tenderly. Lloyd looks at me from the corner of his eyes. It’s as if he doesn’t want to face me head on.

“Where are you?” “Italy,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’ll be here for a few days.” I didn’t mention Leana. I couldn’t. The words stayed stuck in my throat. “Is everything okay?” she asked softly. “Yeah,” I lied. “It’s fine now. Just... something work-related.” A part of me hated how easily that lie rolled off my tongue. I was good at it—too good. But for once, I didn’t feel proud about it.

My search bar blinked at me like it knew I wasn’t mentally stable. I typed: “how to lie without sounding like a liar” G****e responded with: “Why do people lie? Signs someone is lying. How to stop lying.” “No!” I hissed. “I didn’t ask for therapy!” Backspace!! Try again. “how to keep a long term lie alive without getting caught” G****e acted like an offended grandmother: “It’s better to tell the truth.” “Oh my God,” I muttered. “G****e. Please. I’m begging.”

He looked at my father and gave Dave a very hard look, then walked out. “What are you doing here?” “That's not how you speak to your husband, Rhea.” My father's voice was calm. I sat up straighter, ignoring the pain shooting through my ribs. “I don't know what he told you, but it's all lies. Every word…” “I know everything.” He cut me off. “The surrogate. The ex-girlfriend. The donor eggs due to your medical complications. Which part is the lie?” My mouth opened in disbelief. “You…you can't actually think this is okay.”

I fell on purpose. "She knew about your disloyalty. And when you slapped her, that shattered whatever was left between you." Zoey burst into hysterical laughter, but Julian's face turned grim. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the throat. "How dare you—do you have a death wish?" Zoey's face turned red, but she looked up at him with adoring eyes. “Because I love you, Julian… You lied to me. If I have to suffer, I’ll make sure you do too."

"Hopefully." He forced a smile. "I'll go now. Have a nice day," and he bade the both of them before leaving the house. Adelina stared at herself in the mirror. Was she wrong to have started this lie? Yes, she felt it. But she also thought it was the best way to forget him for good. Jonathan was always going to be the same arrogant, womanizer she had met a couple of years back and she felt stupid to have thought for a second, that he could change because of her. For her.