Your Lies Novels & Stories

“Andrea, I can’t believe you’d make up such lies just to get me to come back. Do you expect me to believe this is human ash? The color is off, the texture is all wrong. “If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable. Where did you get these? Dog bones from the butcher shop? I’m telling you now, I’m not falling for it. I’ll never believe a single word that comes out of your mouth!” I stared at him with eyes full of tears and grief. In our years together, I had only ever lied to him once. It was two years ago, on his birthday. Peter, Helen, and I had planned a little celebration for him. However, Nate said he was busy and that he could not step away. Seeing the disappointment on his pare

He's pushing me to the edge, why is he even so eager to hear the answer to his question. "Someone you don't know, even if I tell you his name, you don't know him either, so what's the point?" I bit my tongue, this is the biggest lie I've ever told and I hope neither I nor Daniel get hurt soon because of this. Contrary to my expected reaction, Darius' response to what I said was a small laugh, "Do you think I will believe your lie, I can tell you lying." He walks closer to me, “why do you keep lying to me?”

He drawls, going by my first name which is shiver worthy. "Lying is for wimps. Cowards. People who can't own up to the choices they've made or are about to. People who feel they need to earn others' validation. People who think others should have a say in the things they do. Weak people. I'm none of those, so I do not tell lies, Layla. I'm a man of many things, just not a liar." The aura switches so fast that I might faint. Every comeback is in my throat, but I don't speak. His head is so close.

“I was looking for another one.” Months. He lied for months. Not one lie. Not two. Hundreds. Dozens of phone calls. Countless conversations. Every single one built on a lie. My throat feels tight. Painfully tight. “So all those times you said you were working late…” Nothing. The silence answers for him. “Oh my God.” I stare at the pavement. At the cracks in the sidewalk. At anything except the reality crashing over me. “You lied.” “Maya—” “You lied.”

“One, I love video games. Two, I once pushed a stranger in a pool. Three, I love pickles. Which one’s the lie?’ he said and we started guessing. “You love pickles is the lie,” I spoke first. “I agree with Muff,” Michane followed and next was Krys who also agreed. “Bro, we know you. You could easily push somebody off even on a cliff.” We all laughed at what Levine said. “Okay, I’m next. One, I know how to dance. Two, I have three siblings. Three, I forget a lot about birthdays,” Krysyle said, making our brows furrow. “There’s literally no lie there, Krysyle Verlice,” I answered. “There is!” she exclaimed. “I’m guessing she knows how to dance is a lie,” Clint answered, making me do a facepalm.

She intends to write a resignation letter tomorrow. "Is there even a job like that? Work anytime you want?" Leonora wondered. "Yes! There is one. This job of mine... Ahmp, it's just like working as an assistant." Lying is like a virus; it spreads extremely quickly. Carnation's lie grew larger and larger as she sought to conceal the truth. "Does such a thing exist?" "There already is." Carnation stood up for the lie, she even smiled to persuade her stepmother.

“Will you tell me what happened now?” “Hun?!” Avery looked up in shock. She feigned a smile, lying, “I slipped on the floor and hit my head on the bed,” Layla fixed her eyes on Avery, and noticing the look, Avery knew Layla didn’t believe her. “Believe me, Layla, that’s what happened. I am not lying.” “Did I accuse you of lying?” Layla said calmly. She took Avery’s hand and caged it warmly in her hand. “Talk to me, Avery. Tell me the truth.”

Julian suggests, holding his glass out. “No more lies,” Nikita adds with a shrug. “I agree wholeheartedly, no more lies.” Layla moves her glass forward and they all look at me. I exhale slowly and nod, cocking a brow before I clink my glass with theirs. “No more lies!” they say in unison before we all drink. But the truth is, for the ones I love, I’ll continue to lie till the very end. THE END

His voice was full of conviction as he said, "Absolutely, I love you. We married for love, remember?" I stared back at him, a sarcastic smile playing on my lips as I said, "For the past three years, you had put me through hell. You flirted with one woman after another right in front of me, and you even slept with Macie while I watched. Is that what you call love?" Adrian scrambled to explain, saying, "All that was just an act. You're the one I have always loved. "Liliana, I lost my head and did things I shouldn't have. However, that's history. From here on out, it's just you. You're the only one I want to love."

I debated putting a finger down and lying so I could fit in. “Never have I lied on my resume.” Lily took a drink, put a finger down, then leaned over and whispered in my ear. “I have to lie about my last name because of who my family is.” “I don’t think that is considered lying.” I wrinkled my nose, and Lily shrugged. “Never have I lied during an interview.” Again, Lily took a drink and leaned over to explain. “I have to lie about my background.” She hadn’t been the only one to put a finger down or drink, but I didn’t think her reasons were significant. I doubted anyone could catch her lying, so I respected her honesty. The game was getting boring, but at least I was learning more about Lily