Wicked Liars Novels & Stories

I wanna kill him! Napamaaang si Nayla sa narinig. Natutuop niya pa ang bibig dahil sa hindi rin siya makapaniwala sa impormasyon na isinawalat ni Zykiel. Mapakla akong napangiti. Twenty-nine years akong nabuhay sa kasinungalingan. Napaisip ako. Ano kaya ang nasa isipan nila noong mga panahong lugmok na lugmok ako sa kalungkutan at sa pangungulila ko sa mga magulang ko? Pinagtatawanan kaya nila ako? Siguro...kasi galit sila sa'kin eh at saka hindi naman pala nila ako tunay na kadugo! Kung tutuusin ay sampid lang ako sa pamilya nila! Nakiki-apilyedo lang!

he sneered, referring to Marvin's wife, Rachel, as a tigress. Marvin gritted his teeth, displeased that Rachel had been brought into their conversation. “Don't you know your wife has made you a cuckold once again?! This time, she hired a gigolo service!” Aleandro's face immediately turned cold. "What do you mean??” “Please check the news on the internet. Congratulations, you became a cuckold once again.” Aleandro turned to look at Viktor, signaling him to look for the news. Viktor could hear part of the boss's conversation, and understood his cue. He opened the gadget in his hand and was dumbfounded reading the booming headlines on the internet.

West retorted as she couldn't believe he could be this narcissistic. Lincoln slowly turn his head to look at her direction "are you sure about that??" "Most definitely!" West said with red ear as she tried to stand her ground,the way she lied about it made her look so convincing and Lincoln thought this girl must probably be the best liar in the whole of planet earth. Reasons be that whenever West tells a lie,she always has this seriousness on her face as if she was saying the utmost truth meanwhile she was actually telling a lie. "You are not only a pervert but a good liar!" Came the short remark from Lincoln and west widened her mouth to say something else but closed her mouth.

"You think a title will protect you? This life isn't about paperwork. It's about blood. You're not one of us. You're a banker. A socialite. Chiara is the only one who understands—" "Chiara is on a commercial flight back to New York, crying into a throw pillow," I cut her off. "And you, Carla, are the reason your famiglia is failing." I walked to the sideboard, picked up a sealed envelope, and slid it across the table. "Read it." Carla ripped it open. Her face drained of color as she read the detailed accounting of my last ten years. Every loan, every debt covered, every illegal cash flow laundered cleanly through my businesses. The total was staggering.

she begged shamelessly, pushing her ass back against him with a desperate, slutty whine. With a final brutal thrust, Lukas buried himself to the hilt and erupted. And just like that, their vacation was over.

"Mr. Whitfield, it's not like that! Rachel was the one who tore up the original proposal to intentionally sabotage our partnership! She has always been narrow-minded and intensely jealous. Now that she's jumped ship to your company, she's definitely just doing this to get revenge on us!" This was probably her usual trick. She thought that shedding a few tears in front of men would boost her credibility and win their forgiveness. I stood to the side, my arms crossed, and spoke calmly. "Walsh & Co. should have security cameras. We'd know exactly who tore up the proposal if we just checked the footage. "Mr. Whitfield's willingness to trust me is based on my professional capabilities. Flora, are

Just as John finished speaking, the security guards rushed forward and tried to stop us. Gabby even started recording us on her phone. “Everyone, look! These two shameless lunatics are trying to ruin our New Year. “She even pretended to be my husband’s wife to scam us! They didn’t expect to bump into me, the actual wife, and their plan has failed! “Please share this video after you watch it so they won’t be able to scam other people!” A few passersby saw what happened.

"The scent doesn't lie, Charlotte. I came here to drag this stray out by her throat. She thinks she can bewitch my Alpha and claim my throne? I’ll strip her of her dignity before the whole territory. We’ve hunted together before; trust my instincts. Whether you join the cull or watch from the sidelines is your choice." Invigorated by her own malice, Madison activated her scrying-orb to begin a live-stream. She had recently carved out a reputation as a "Lunar Influencer" among the lesser packs, and within sixty seconds, tens of thousands of wolves tuned in. The header of her stream was bloodthirsty: “Exposing the Omega harlot trying to steal the Lawson bloodline. Watch her crumble!” Even thos

Hoping he'd be able to make me horny. For once. "You said you want us to make this work. Why are you not tearing off my pants?" He whispered. He tried slipping his hand into my shorts but I held his hand. "I... I am on vagina suppository. I took this uhhh ... Herbal tea for body slimming and it messed with my pH balance." I lied skillfully. "Oh." He jumped out of the bed without a second thought. So much for wanting me badly. Forcing a smile and a 'sorry', I sat up.

Marcus didn’t look intimidated. “If I were lying, I would’ve left London already.” Sebastian stared at him. Marcus spread his hands. “I’m still here.” Ivy crossed her arms, trying to steady her thoughts. “There’s something wrong with this story.” Marcus raised an eyebrow. “Go on.” “Victor retired from Blackwood Global three years ago.” “Yes.” “He hasn’t been involved in the company since.” Marcus gave a faint smile. “You really believe that?” Ivy hesitated. Because deep down, she knew the truth.