Why To Lie Novels & Stories

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?

Liam said, twisting his lips wryly. My chauffeur slashed out a breath in amusement from behind me, briefly drawing our attention. So Lily did say something after all. The perfect and clever lie to cover up and explain my absence in their lives. I thought of playing along because the perfect explanation just came to mind. But now, standing in front of my children, I realized I didn’t want to keep lying. Not to them. Not to anyone. Kids were naturally curious. If I lied now, they’d eventually find out the truth, and when they did especially from somewhere else, it would only backfire on me. They’ll hate me and not want anything to do with me forever.

"If you ever try to protect me by hiding the truth again—I’ll cut you out. Completely." He gave a solemn nod. "Understood." Later that night, Natalie sat in Lily’s room, reading a bedtime story. Her daughter nestled close, half-asleep, the calm in Natalie’s otherwise stormy world. "Mommy," Lily mumbled. "Why do people lie?" Natalie paused. "Because they’re scared. Or selfish. Or sometimes, they think it’s the only way to protect someone." Lily blinked up at her. "But you don’t lie."

“I can hear your heartbeat slamming against your chest from here.” “I'm fine.” It was a lie, and she knew it. “I'm just jittery.” “Maybe after all of this, if you're interested that is, I can teach you how to lie.” She winked and I couldn't help but laugh. “You're a terrible liar, and yet you still do it. Why?” “I tell myself that if I say it or if I can convince myself that it's true, I can convince others.” She snorted at my response. “I couldn't be more wrong.”

"Is it because she's attracted to women or that she didn't tell anyone? Those are two entirely different issues." Phoebe blinked and looked to the stairs to the bedrooms. Then she looked at Kyle. "I can't speak for the others. You know my issue with lying. How Linus lied to me every day we were together. I'm intensely sensitive to that now." "I get that but you have to understand, it's the intention behind the lie that makes the difference. Linus's lie was malicious. He was pretending to be someone he was not." "Same as Charlize-"

“I’m speaking as a man here… it doesn’t really look like cheating.” A laugh escaped me, the dry, sarcastic kind that could slice paper. “Oh? And lying about seeing Samantha doesn’t count?” His head tipped to one side, slow and deliberate, like he was swirling my words around in a glass before deciding whether to swallow them. “It counts… but sometimes we lie because we know we’ll be misunderstood. Not because we’re guilty.” That made something in me tighten. My fingers dug lightly into my arms. “So I’m just dragging this out for nothing?”

he said then, and my heart cracked. I dragged my lower lip through my teeth, scrambling to come up with a response. He was right, of course. Goddess, he was right. I had lied. Lied and lied and lied. “You see…” I struggled to find the right words. “For a long time, I thought I was doing the best for you by lying.” “That doesn’t sound right,” Jane said, wrinkling her nose. “You always tell us to be honest.” I sighed. “I know. But sometimes adults have to lie to keep the people we love safe. It’s complicated.”

Our teacher used this example to tell us that we should be honest, or else it could lead to serious consequences. Damon stiffened and instinctively glanced at Nyla, relieved to find she wasn't looking at him. He sat down next to Mason and played with him, saying, "Buddy, your teacher is right. But there's also a kind of lie called a 'white lie.' It's not meant for yourself but to protect others from being hurt. That kind of lie can be forgiven." Mason immediately countered, "But lying is still lying, right? No matter if it's for a good intention or not, it's still lying!"

Our teacher used this example to tell us that we should be honest, or else it could lead to serious consequences. Damon stiffened and instinctively glanced at Nyla, relieved to find she wasn't looking at him. He sat down next to Mason and played with him, saying, "Buddy, your teacher is right. But there's also a kind of lie called a 'white lie.' It's not meant for yourself but to protect others from being hurt. That kind of lie can be forgiven." Mason immediately countered, "But lying is still lying, right? No matter if it's for a good intention or not, it's still lying!"

"Sometimes adults don't tell the truth. Sometimes they say things that serve their own interests rather than what's actually true. Miss Vivian wants you to think badly of me because it makes her position in your father's house more secure." "Why would she lie?" "Because she's scared. She's worried that if you love me, you'll love her less. So she tries to make you believe negative things about me." Elena paused, making sure she had Lily's full attention. "But here's what I want you to know. You don't have to believe what people tell you about me. You can look at what I actually do." "What do you mean?"