You're Nothing But A Liar Novels & Stories

“You’re nothing but a coward, Vincenzo. Afraid to face the truth, afraid to confront your own demons.” As I stood there, my words hanging heavy in the air, a surge of bitterness rose within me. It was a bitter realization, one that cut deeper than any insult he could hurl my way. Vincenzo, the man I had once believed to be my savior, had turned out to be nothing more than a coward—a man afraid to face the truth, afraid to confront his own demons.

“Listen to me. Listen. Mother is just scared. She’s a mother — she can’t see past that right now. She’s hurt, and she took it out on you. It’s wrong. It’s cowardly. But it doesn’t mean what she said is truth. You hear me? It doesn’t.” Laura’s breath hitched; she let out a sound that wasn’t a sob so much as an empty, stunned exhale. “Everything,” she whispered, so small he could barely make it out, “I did all this… for nothing. For a color of eyes.” Her fingers clawed into his shirt as if to anchor herself to a reality that still made some sense. “He lied. He lied to me.”

He said I was a rotten liar, but it was Rylan who lied! "Today, Dad chased me out of my room and made me live in the stairwell. The stairwell is so dark and cold. I'm so scared, but I'm also afraid Dad will get even angrier if I say anything. Will Dad stop being mad if I keep being a good boy? Will he stop blaming me?" …

He defended himself. "Shut up you liar you know how to do nothing but lies of course what do I expect from a man who killed his own patient a stupid Doctor who killed his patient due to his jealousy or is incompetence missing gospel this is over I am done with all these lies you are feeding me with you do not deserve to be with me you did not deserve me stay away from me you leave you liar.

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll

"Am not! I'm not a liar!" The boy scoffed, then picked up his pencil case and hurled it at Jovie, screaming, "You're still lying! We don't like liars! Take this! Liar, liar, pants on fire!" "Yes, hit her! My mother says only the poor learn to lie!" "Get her!"

was all I could utter. “You know what, I don’t believe you two. You’re secretly hooking up when I’m not around and you cheated on Liam with his own brother. You know what, you’re just too disgusting and I can’t believe you will stoop that low,” she responded with her tone laced with disgust. Tell me she’s lying.

Lydia answered. “Are you trying to say I am lying?” Talia asked through gritted teeth and I just rolled my eyes. “That was exactly what you did. You lied. Why am I even surprised? Poor people are good at telling lies. You tell lies for a living. You can do better please,” I said as I rolled my eyes.

Her voice cracked, and she couldn’t finish the sentence. I felt a surge of anger at the thought of what she’d endured, the lies she’d been fed. “He lied,” I said, my voice hard and unrelenting. “He lied because he’s a coward. You are not alone, Sarah. You will never be alone, not as long as I’m alive. Do you hear me?”

Then, there was a pause before he added, "...badly." He stretched the last word out in a way that was entirely unnecessary and completely effective. "Don't flatter yourself." I said it immediately, the way I said things when I needed them to land before I had time to second-guess them. "I am a prince. And you are just…" I looked at him. "You are nothing. A nobody." I held his gaze. "So why would I ever want you?" He didn't flinch at all of that. That was the thing about Liam that I had been cataloguing without meaning to since the parking lot; which was the specific quality of someone who had been told they were nothing enough times that it had stopped having the effect the speaker intended.