Wicked Liars Novels & Stories

It was strange to me, all the misconceptions I had about bikers before I came here and met the men and women that made up the Black Aces. My eyes fell on Wicked, Truths big brother. They were so alike and yet so different at the same time. Wicked was huge, wider and taller than his little brother. A great hulk of a man. But good looking with it. There was a scary side to Wicked, but a soft side as well. Especially when it came to the people he cared about. I didn’t know what he thought of me, but at the end of the day, his opinion of me didn’t really matter. Whether he liked me or not didn’t matter. As long as I made his brother happy he would keep his opinion to himself.

I could feel my powers coming back, but I knew deep inside me that it was only a tiny fraction of what I could do. Especially with the darkness in me. She gulped hard and settled back on the table. “Are… are you Aguya?” Her voice was tiny. “No, I’m way worse, darling.” I chuckled a bit. “I’m Eve. Wicked Eve.” As pale as a sheet, her skin whitened. “You-you’re Wicked Eve?” “Yes, yes I am. Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you. But I need your help.” “B-But Wicked Eve is… she’s so powerful! There’s no way you’re her!” She said defiantly.

She said and looked at us, she looks gross! The crowd started whistling and laughing. So I just shook my head in disbelief, making jokes like that! “Let’s start over! Everyone, welcome our new set of Liars that will be competing on Date a Liar this year!” Crowd cheered and screamed, looking at their number made me feel dizzy, if my guess is right, they’re from the neighboring Edges. “Starting from edge one up to edge fifteen!” She screamed and everyone screamed. Then I noticed that everyone is waving their hands so I looked at mine and decided to copy them. I threw a big smile as I wave my right hand back and forth.

With a soft click that sounded like a lock, he simply watched as I walked in and shut the door. I felt cold, even though the fire in the study was warm. With the folder between us like a trap, Alexander leaned back in his chair and held a glass. "Elena, do you know what the worst thing about liars is?" I looked him in the eye. "That they hold onto their lies long enough for them to seem plausible." A ghost of approval—or derision—twitched his lips. "No. They forget that someone is always watching, which is their worst weakness. Always recording. You can appear agitated and irresponsible and still believe that no one is looking. However, the walls here are unforgiving.”

Aria showed her sorry face. “I don’t want anyone’s money for my wife. Use mine.” She smiled. He sounded so sincere that her eyes began to teary. “Promise me one thing.” Alex said, “That you will never let anyone looked down at you. You are Aria Grissham. My wife. No one will see tomorrow as easy as they thought when they mistreated my wife.” She bopped her head and hugged him tightly, their body pressed made Alex hiss again, not because Aria hurt him with her hug, but because his shaft twitched when she moved on him.

"How can you be so fucken... fuck it's like I don't know who you are. You're a fucken liar, you're a thief and you're a murderer. You're a fucken Wolf in a sheep clothing, that's who you are If you could spend 30 fucken years lying to me, lying to us about everything. This founds like shits you watch on a movie and not in real life. You fuck your life up at 18, you loose your womb before you turn 20, you get a rich man marry him and kill him! work with a baby factory, raise the kid you bought from a baby factory and feed him with lies!!