Why To Lie Novels & Stories

“Don’t bother answering me. We both know you’d lie anyway.” He snapped his mouth shut. She heard his teeth click together. Then he spoke. “I don’t lie.” She tilted her head and squinted against the bright afternoon sun. “No?” “No.” “So, if I were to ask you something like, oh, why did you leave New York, you’d tell me the truth?” “No.” “No? But you just said you don’t lie.” “I wouldn’t lie. I wouldn’t answer at all.” “Why?” “Because it’s none of your business.” “True. It really isn’t.”

"I didn't purposely lie." That's a lie again Quiva. You bad ass liar. I have so many sin from lying. He tilted his head to the left side. "Oh, really? Explain your reason to me then." Reason? For what? "For what?" I asked. "Why did you said you have your period?" He said while looking straight into my eyes.

Because truth shows the mirror, who we are. And we are nothing but monsters, so we cover the mirror and use filters, to see ourselves and believe it. Because the lies are the new reality. Just like I lied, to make him believe that I accepted his unreasonable reason. “Okay.” I grinned, okay was all it took for him to smile at me, another lie, a lied smile. “Have you eaten anything?” he questioned, of course my health. Because apparently there’s something wrong with me, I don’t have any right to know about.

she reacted then stared at him for a while “It’s a good thing though but in our world sometimes you just have to dilute the truth” she said “More reason you all don’t have peace… you have a world built heavily on so much lies that if the truth breaks out today, they would be an instant world war” “That’s not true” she protested “Why do you lie?” he asked her “Because the truth is bitter and lying save you a lot of problems” she said “No… Because you deliberately do the wrong things even when you know the right thing to do… if an action is going to make you lie, why do it? Selfishness” he said and she remained silent

Dustin chuckled. “ You make it sound like telling lies is a good thing. ” I smiled. I liked the idea. I had told many lies so I couldn’t really say lying was always bad but yes, the outcome was always bad. “ We have to do what we have to do. When we have to lie, we have to lie. If it means getting what you need, then you have to do everything possible. ” He inhaled a deep breath. “ And it doesn’t make you feel guilty? ” I questioned.

Somehow, I was sure that one of the reasons why he could not answer my questions so well was because he was lying or about to lie and I could not blame him at all. If I was in his shoes, I possibly might have had to lie so I will make the other person feel better about the whole situation so this lie was not getting to me at all. He was trying to say that I was just trying to be kept safe from Titan because in a way or another, he would have injured me, caused me severe pain or harm or did something to me that I would not forget. And somehow, I did not care and would have preferred if anything bad had happened to me instead of letting me out there to the world.

He remained silent for a while, thinking about what I had said and I knew that he was giving it a thought. "What's the reason?" he asked. "He won't be around. He's traveling with his men and the whole house will be locked up," I lied. The way the lie flowed from my tongue was something I didn't think was possible. It was so believable, even to me. That was the only thing I could say because I knew that he would never believe me if I even gave another excuse. This had to be the most solid one I could even thought of and I knew that I had to hold it close and stand on it, and make him believe that I was telling the truth.

"You got me there, Stephanie didn't give me your details. I didn't reach out to her, I have my ways of getting the information that I need." "By lying. Why do you enjoy lying? You just told a lie now. Why?" "I enjoy seeing how people react to it," I say, I won't exactly call it lying, I am fond of twisting my words, sometimes I just do it for fun and most times, to understand the person better. Over the years it has just become a part of me. "Well, just so you know if we are to fake this relationship lying won't be condoned. You should have that added in there, lying would cost a fine."

“You thought wrong. I made it all up.” Dora looked more confused. “But at the hospital, you-” “I know. I should have told you the truth then but I was so deep in the lie that my immediate instinct was to defend that lie.” Her forehead creased in confusion. “But why?” She asked. “Why lie?” I sighed, shoving my hands in my pockets. “Well, a lot of men wanted me to marry their daughters and I just didn’t want anyone who wasn’t my mate so I made up that rumor to scare them off.”

Why wouldn't he just accept that I was lying for a good cause. "Lying should be avoided if you're not negotiating a business transaction." I quoted Dad's slogan. For as long as I could remember, Dad had always chanted that mantra to me. He believed that one should never have to lie unless they were trying to secure a business deal. It was a crazy logic of his- to him, lying could only be excused and forgiven only if you were handling business. You could only lie if you were trying to lure unsuspecting intending business partners into signing a deal with you?