Wicked Liars Novels & Stories

I could hear Isabel's pleas and defiance, indeed I was a fool. When I got to the dock, Valerian had tied Alaric and Cedric, and had fed them fokroot, artemisia and wolfsbane. I poured acid on their toenails and that woke them up with a large scream. "You brought false witness against the love of my life and had me banish her. She was innocent after all." I paused and laughed hysterically for a while which had their eyes darting from side to side. "One simple question I have for both of you..." I raised my hand to silent them as they were about speaking. "...And I want you to think very long and hard before you answer." They both nodded in acknowledgement and I chuckled excitedly, rage was fl

Rebecca questioned. ”After two months in hell. One night, we both ran away from the rogues to be the rogues. It was too much for both of us to get beaten. So we both run away. After that, we both ran and hid for years.” Crysler took a breath. He said looking into her eyes. AND It was the time when Crysler realized what he was doing. How can he be so careless? He is not telling her a fake story, but he is telling her the truth. Crysler, get a grip on yourself, he scolded himself. He has to lie… He can not do it. And from there he twisted the truth to lie. “We wandered in the forest without any clothes or money. We both were so shattered. We both spent the rogue life for eight years.” He came

This jerk. His smile widened at the sight of her. “You never failed to amuse me, woman. A beautiful liar, that's what you are,” “Why do you keep telling me that I’m lying?” "You just told me you wanted to take everything slowly, didn't you? Yet, here you are stripping right before me. Can't you get any more inconsistent?”

Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time. [Tristan lost everything he got from pawning the locket and bangle!] [He's on a losing streak—he'll never dig himself out of this hole!] [Now he's in debt to the casino for millions!] In the end, with no way to pay, the casino sold him to a scam compound in a foreign country called Melaynmere. With his legs crippled, Tristan was forced to use his hands to run phishing schemes. His very first target was me. "Honey, I've hit the jackpot! Let me buy you a ticket. Come join me, and we can live in luxury together!"

They say love is stronger than lust. But Niu believed otherwise. Love might be powerful, sure—but the pull of raw desire? That was even stronger. Still, maybe it depends on the person. When someone cheats, they know the risks. They know they’re about to hurt someone they love. But the thrill? The rush? It’s so intoxicating that it’s almost impossible to resist. Once you give in, it becomes easier to do it again… until you’re hooked. Niu had always loved Leanne—for as long as he could remember. But the night he saw Kate dancing wildly on the floor, temptation hit him so hard that he forgot about everything—his feelings for Leanne, his vows to Claire, even his marriage itself.

Eight years—the best years of my life, wasted on a man who left me covered in scars. "Stand up," I said. "My mother is ashes now. This performance is meaningless. If you’re truly sorry, then go die." I walked away and called the police. After three days in a holding cell, he finally stopped following me. He left a bank card with his entire fortune in my door—I donated every cent to a charity for Omega women.

he inquired, his gaze piercing through Ashley's innocent facade. Undeterred, Ashley spun a web of falsehoods, her words a carefully crafted dance of deception. "I promise to come with you," she declared, her innocent look belying the calculated deceit beneath the surface. The room held its breath, caught in the intricate dance of manipulation, as the outcome of this high-stakes negotiation teetered on the edge of uncertainty. In an abrupt turn of events, Garrick’s voice pierced the air with an accusatory roar. “Liar!” The force of his accusation sent shivers down Ashley’s spine, and those nearby couldn’t help but flinch at the sudden eruption of anger.

N/B: This is a different book. A standalone in the Wickedly universe. It's been months since Freya Adams died. Everyone thinks it's an accident, but Allison Adams knows better. Freya was her sister, and they were close. So, so close. When the Adams family tries to get Allison to marry Paul Debarcio in Freya's place, Allison is scared and tries to escape. Paul killed Freya, and he would kill her too, because she knows too much about his crimes.

There were different cliques all paired up in school. Among the boys,we had the most popular Frank Kingston of course,the popular, wealthy, spoilt kid that everyone wanted to be friends with. I still remembered how he humiliated me in fifth grade and said I would end up being poor just like my mother, pompous, spoilt bastard.I became angry anytime I remembered what he did to me in fifth grade. I was angry for many reasons. I was angry because he insulted me and I was angry at myself because I had a huge crush on him. Well, who wouldn't. I was fat and ugly but I had feelings too and I wasn't blind not to notice that Frank Kingston was a tall handsome human with blonde, short hair and brown ey

he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”