거짓말 Novels & Stories

Conditions about appearances, board approval, and financial stakes. “A fake relationship,” he muttered. “It was all a lie?” The truth crashed into him like a tidal wave. Everything—every public appearance, every touch, every headline—it wasn’t real. It was a performance. For a moment, he laughed, dark and disbelieving. “So this is your great love story, Amira? A business deal?” His laughter died quickly, replaced by something far more dangerous. His lips curled into a slow, sinister smile. “If the board knew… if the world knew…” He trailed off, gripping the papers tightly. “This could destroy both of you.”

His tone, smooth as velvet, tried to lull me to think otherwise, but it was his body's reaction to her name that convinced me he had previous knowledge—more than he wanted to admit. "You knew about her," I accused. "When I told you that she was in Savannah, you already knew, didn't you?" "I wasn't sure..." I took a step back. "You lied to me?" Nox reached for my arms, gently holding me by my shoulders. "I've never lied to you." "Have you always told me the truth?" "Yes." "All of the truth?" His neck straightened as his chin jettisoned outward. "I told you from the beginning that I'd never lie to you. I also told you that I'd share things when I was ready."

She stood there without knowing what to say. At that point, she could not lie, it was useless to lie because Sarah already knew that she was in contact with Lauren. When she stood there for a long time without saying anything, she scratched her hair. "I'm sorry, Sarah. My name's not Estrellita and I'm not a Colombian. Everything I told you is a lie, I just faked everything just to get the job of being your assistant." The girl said calmly.

my mother said with a concerned tone. “Can’t I just say home? You could call the school and tell them I’m sick. You could say I got leprosy or something,” I whined. “First of all, Leprosy hasn’t been a thing for hundreds of years, you need to make your lies more believable. Secondly, I can’t lie to the school, that would be wrong. Thirdly, are you sure that Mr. Finkle won’t just postpone your presentation till you ‘recover’?”

Like he'd changed what he was going to say at the last second. "That's bullshit." "Excuse me?" "You were going to say something else. Don't lie to me." "I'm not lying." "Yes you are. You do this thing where your voice gets all flat when you're lying. It's a tell." "I don't have a tell." "You absolutely have a tell." I stepped closer to him, getting in his space now. "Just admit what you were going to say." "There's nothing to admit." "Liar." "Thalia, drop it."

Trish gave a slow shrug, as her eyes slid to me “Yup.” “You lied.” The realization knocked me off guard, and I turned to face Trish. She didn’t even look sorry. “I improvised.” My jaw dropped. “You played me.” She leaned back, folding her arms. “Rory, you’ve been lying by omission for three years. You told me it was ‘just’ spam messages’ when it’s in fact something very serious. I think I’m allowed one tiny fake-out to get the truth.” I stared at her, speechless.

I knew you would come around after the fake anger. “Not everybody is a fake like you.” “Touché,you know that he pays for my mom’s monthly hospital bill because she has cancer right? That’s a lie, haha! I fooled that bastard that thought he was smart by using his weakness. His mom died of cancer and voila! I have earned thousands of dollars for my family with the monthly hospital bill that he pays. I just use a fraction of that to pay the doctors and nurses on our side. So you should do the same. The can forge results for you and as thing as you are, he would definitely believe it, trust me.” He laughed with pride like he was proposing a deal he was sure he would bag, however, the corners of

That's the thing that came in his mind auntie thought that through this way he could make his friend forget what he had said earlier. Dizen easily find the words to say that will surely make his friend shut his mouth and refrain from talking. “You're just afraid to be hungry and not to lose me.” Celo reacted and he sounded so guilty. “Hey, Dizen! You're too much! I'm not like that but food is my hobby too, don't blame me. It's my happiness.” Celo is just like this when he was getting caught at the moment. He just couldn't stop himself from sounding so guilty and so that's why people will be easily figure out if he's telling lies or not.

What the hell? This can’t be! I’m probably seeing wrong, they just look alike. I gulped, looking away. “Are you okay?” Frank whispered close to me, his hand gently rubbing my palm. I slowly looked at him, forcing a smile on my face. “Of course.” I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat. “I just hurt my nail,” I lied, picking up my purse while avoiding looking at him. “Uncle Frank!” The young man cheered, walking towards us, my body shook from his presence, I could feel the hair on my skin rise in both excitement and fear.

She's had the pretty, maybe she wants the ugliness of life now, at least she knows it's real. T: I guarantee you my life isn't pretty and it's not easy, but it's mine. I wait for what feels like forever for her answer. H: That's probably the most honest thing anyone's ever said to me. T: I'll never lie to you. That's one thing you can take to the bank with me. H: Good. Let's always be honest with one another - even if it's not the easiest thing to do. I type quickly. T: I don't do promises, as I told Riley, but I can assure you, you won't have to wonder if what I say is true or not. I don't make it a point of lying to make things easier on other people.