Novel & Cerita Your Lie In April Books

I snapped back irritably, "Did you forget? You couldn't even tell what was left of me when you went to collect my body! So what are you still unsure about?" Laurel let out a long sigh. "I remember. You were basically mush. I had nightmares for days after that." Vita frowned. "We're not doubting whether you were killed. We're just not sure how you still got labeled a fraud when you're the real heiress." Who the hell knew? The four of us put our heads together and still couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. Laurel started sniffling. "What do we do now? The only ones whose ages match are the four of us. There aren't any other candidates. With that psycho family, I honestly think if no

Lily posted on Instagram with the title: [I Kindly Lent My Luxuries to a Roommate, and Never Expected She'd Steal My Identity Too!] The post was a mix of pictures and text, featuring screenshots from Scarlett's secret account, a record of her borrowing items, and the broadcast we had recorded about her online romance. [She's a so-called "poor student," and I, being the nice person I am, lent her all sorts of luxury items whenever she asked. But what I didn't know was, she was running a fake account, showing off her supposed wealth.]

After a difficult labor took the life of my first son, I spent another three years undergoing IVF before finally giving my husband, Caspian Wyndham, a daughter. Unable to resist, I sent Caspian a photo of our daughter while he was still on his way back to us. But I had barely put down my phone when a livestream notification popped up. "Teaching My Fellow Girls How to Become Mothers Pain-Free, Live!" The blogger never showed her face, but her voice was unnaturally gleeful. "Six years ago, I personally created a new identity for my boyfriend and sent him off to save a depressed heiress. "Once they got fake-married and had a son, we planned to stage complications during labor, then have

On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

Adrian called softly. Claire hesitated but stood, her trembling hands clutching the edge of the table. Her eyes were red and swollen, but there was a flicker of determination in them. Adrian gestured for her to speak. “Tell them the truth,” he said gently. Claire’s voice was barely audible at first, but as she spoke, her confidence grew. She recounted everything—Larry’s initial denial, his attempts to discredit her, and the blatant lies he’d told to escape responsibility.

Angelina’s POV He fucking lied to me! He hid the truth from me even after he said that he trusted me. Not just him, but all of them did, even Diana. Now April’s slip up two days ago made total sense. She was talking about them in the present tense and I felt sorry for her because she hasn’t accepted the fact that they were dead yet. But they were alive all along.