Your Lie In April Release Date Novels & Stories

Lily’s pov I felt some sharp pain in my ribs coming from Osiris, so I mindlinked him to check if he was okay. I knew he was going to see the prisoner. “Osiris are you hurt? I just felt some pain” Osiris sounded like he was fine, although his tone was very business-like “it is already healing, the prisoner tried to escape. I will explain later.” I was just showing April around “it’s really beautiful Luna, I can’t wait to start. I have some ideas on how we can improve your business.” I smiled “thank you April. I’d love to hear your ideas, but we have to keep prices low. I want the paintings to be available for anyone to buy.” April nodded “I will see how much you spend on making the painting a

April held the laugh that threatened to break from her lips. “Since you have nothing to say to each other, then you should both listen to me.” Her face turned serious. “I once shared with you all that I was pregnant for my husband Ethan.” She said, “But since we have all gotten to this point, I realise there is no need to keep this secret.” April wielded a triumphal smile on her face as she said the words. “It was all a lie. I was never pregnant with him. Ethan can't impregnate a woman.”

It took me extra seconds to realize I was gawking at him. Oh My God. I quickly looked away in embarrassment, releasing my pent-up breath. Jesus. What the heck, Willow? He laughed. It was a husky, croaky sound. “Where's April?” “She…uh…she had to go home with some friends. A group project.” Those were the lies April made me memorize just in case her Father asked about her. “And you? Why didn't you go with them?” I looked at him. Something about the question felt so genuine that it almost had me tearing up.

After putting fresh flowers down, I turned around and said with a raised brow, “Didn’t we agree that you’re getting Giselle’s company? I’m getting half its value in cash.” Displeased, Ceris leaned in and whispered in my ear. “But what if I want you to be mine in return?” I didn’t give an answer, neither agreeing nor declining. Whether I could commit to her was a question for another day. Life still went on. Tomorrow would be another day. Maybe one day, I might find the courage to give marriage another try. -END-

“So what, you want me to be your puppet?” “I want you to be reasonable.” He tapped the USB. “Marry him. Stand next to Lucien at the press conference. Suddenly it’s a story about loyalty and moving forward, not about scandal. The public gets distracted. Meanwhile I send the files to the right people, the board gets the boot, and you get to walk out with the truth—where someone can actually use it.” “Marry him?” Even saying it sounded insane. “Are you out of your mind?” Daniel didn’t blink. “It’s just for show. A year, maybe less. You get a stage, I get the board gone, you release the files when the dust settles. No one gets hurt—except the ones who deserve it.”

The kiss was searing and deep, filled with three years of unspoken want, a claim and a promise all at once. "I thought my chance was gone forever," he whispered against my forehead, his voice rough with emotion. "You have it now." That was our first night together, in his penthouse apartment overlooking the city. A week later, things were moving fast. "The symphony tonight?" Dante asked as we worked. "They're playing Mozart." "Sounds perfect," I said, organizing papers on my desk. "I've always loved his requiems." "I know," he said without looking up. "It was in your university admissions file."

She gathered the photos from the floor and exited the hospital room. Adrian's muffled sobs echoed from within, tugging at Fiona's heartstrings. Yet, she remained resolute in keeping the truth from him. 'Liliana, with no clout or status, isn't fit for my son. His heartbreak is only temporary. He'll see in time that I'm doing this for his best,' Fiona thought, convincing herself. After three days in the hospital, a weakened Adrian was discharged. His first stop was the nightclub to track down Macie.

I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie." His hand hung in mid-air, then dropped as he tried to pull me close. "It's not what you think. I can explain." I pulled up the video and shoved it to his face. "This is why you bailed on me seven times, right?" I looked him in the eye. He held me, flustered. "I had my reasons." I waited for him to continue, curious about the reasons that had pushed him to marry Vivian behind my back and lie for three years.

Fergus 's face contorted in desperation. Sandra's mask slipped, revealing a flicker of pain. 'He must not know, he must not know how my heart burns for him. How much I love him.’ She thought. She had to lie again, spin another lie to chase away this man she clearly could not live without. She regained control and spoke in the coldest tone possible, her words contradicting her heart. "What if I told you I don’t?” A lie. “That I don't feel anything, Fergus,” Another lie. “You're just a distraction. A momentary escape." The biggest lie.