Your Love Is A Lie Simple Plan Novels & Stories

“Sorry doesn’t fix this. Sorry doesn’t erase the lies.” “I didn’t lie—” “You did,” Kai cut him off sharply. “Every time you chose silence over truth, you lied. Every time you looked at me and pretended you were okay, you lied. Do you even love me, Blue? Or was this just some… some experiment for you?” Blue’s chest cracked open at that. “Don’t you dare,” he said, his voice breaking. “Don’t you dare question that. I love you, Kai. More than I’ve ever loved anything.”

The lie tasted better when I said it fast. I grabbed my phone and found myself in Amia's chat. Our old thread — the one she never deleted. No panics in sight. No “Oops, I might’ve sabotaged your life once, but at least I left teeny tiny breadcrumbs.” Just wedding gifs, laughs, and carefully selected silences. And that was the thing. There was no panic or guilt. No dang hint that she was plotting. Like she’d rehearsed this fall-out long before it happened. ***

No illusions. My cell phone plays a song about love, "love is a lie" by Bloom. Is love a lie? "Love is nothing but goodbyes, Broken hearts and lonely nights, Love's the tear that never dries, Love is a lie" I enter the room with my headphones in my ears, lulled by those sad lyrics. I'm suffering. I don't feel like talking to Jonathan at the moment. I hope that my eyes are no longer so red from crying and that the room, half-immersed in darkness, hides my sadness. I say goodnight, and he complains that I'm wearing my headphones. I take them off and say that I am listening to him as I always have; loud and clear. He was the one who stopped talking to me a few days ago. Will I only get his atte

I don’t know why I lied, but I just knew that telling him the truth would amount to something far worse. “I—I ummm,” I shut my eyes willing my brain to come to the rescue but my mouth did. “It was a plan.” He narrowed his eyes, obviously not buying the lie so I added. “It was a plan by my parents and me to do that, to make everyone believe that we are fated mates so that they’ll believe our union more.” Everything just flowed out of my mouth with my brain in shock. He was silent for a beat and my heart wouldn’t stop beating. I silently let a prayer that he should believe it. Believe me.

A car accident leaves my boyfriend, Ben Cullen, with temporary amnesia. When he wakes up, he's convinced that my best friend, Jean Lyle, is his fiancée. The doctors warn us not to upset him, so I have no choice but to let Jean play along. We agree it's only an act. Once Ben gets his memory back, everything will go back to normal. But six months later, he still doesn't remember me. One day, I come across a post on a local forum. "I lost my memory after a car accident and mistook another woman for my girlfriend. Now I'm in love with her. How do I tell my real girlfriend?" The top reply says, "Easy. Keep pretending you have amnesia. You can stay with the new girl, and if you ever change yo

BELIEVE LOVE AND LIES Episode 21 Lisa paused her lips as she looked at Riley "Where are you coming from" Riley asked "Did you prepare dinner, sorry I didn't say it earlier I won't eat dinner tonight" She said as Riley looked at her "What do you take me for" Riley asked "The car I just Saw belongs to Liam right" She asked with her arms to filed around her chest "Yes" Lisa answered honestly She knew already that it is useless to lie "How did you go and meet him

I have lost myself in the pleasure of his presence and closed my eyes to feel the moment when I heard something that just tore my eyes with fresh hot tears, "I am sorry, Amara. I am really very sorry. I never meant to hurt you. Yep, it was a plan to become friends with you and seek advantage of your intelligence as you were the God damn topper of the class. It was a plan that I made with my friends but trust me, Falling in love was not a plan. Yes, Amara... I love you. " He chuckled.

"Nate" "Let me finish. This isn't easy for me and..." He shook his head. "Actually, it is. Being with you is easy. That's what I'm trying to say. Nothing in my life has been simple. Love was never supposed to be a part of my plan. I have no clue what I'm doing, I have nothing to offer you in return, but I do know how to love. Because you showed me. And I do love you, more than I thought was possible. Forgive me and let me keep loving you. Please, baby."

A truly catastrophic one is a man who lies about his family, and then you stumble upon a skeleton in his closet. I need air, need space to clear my head. Stay calm, not recalling the sick feeling of being lied to for two good years. I trusted Levi; I believed everything he told me. I was certain he was the right man for me, like he's good enough in most important areas. He’s loving, kind, and treats me right. He's not abusive, not controlling, nor dominating. He supports my career, played a big role in improving my fame, and all. So why would he keep such a secret from me? Assuming this blew up when we were already married, how would I have reacted? Would it be worse? Would the truth come ou

I turned to Damian, the victory tainted by the ultimate truth. ​"The lie worked, Damian," I said, my voice cold. "The company is saved. But the trust is fractured. You exposed me to the final lie, and now you owe me the final truth." ​"The final truth is that I love you," Damian countered, walking toward me, his hands reaching for mine. ​"No," I insisted, pulling back. "The final truth is in the will. The will with the liquidation clause that was designed to break us. I want to know what else Grandpa Richard planned for me."