All Chapters of Your Last Lie to Me! {Book One}: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Are you still holding on to that book?" My best friend Milo asked, well she did not so much as ask, but yell the words instead. "By that I mean are you still jerking- ""Shhhhh!" I leapt from my seat, which was across from hers, and covered her mouth with my hand. The white plastic table between us shook jerkily against my body, and our drinks almost spilt. Yes, she was drunk. Yes, I was also drunk. But the only difference was that I was not drunk enough to let the whole world know that I was masturbating to my favourite book!We were outside a small open bar and restaurant that served my best friend's microbrew.Milo had sold her recipe of the brew exclusively to them so that they would gain more customers and popularity. But, genuinely, I am convinced that she sold it to them because she liked one of the chefs.Aruto, he was handsome and roguish. Pantie-drop roguish. He had the kind of low voice that left your tummy unsettled.If he had also ask

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the chapter, Daisy was confessing to her best friend that she could not choose between the men. "They are not the same, and I love them all. If only I could split my body and heart and give it to them." Daisy confessed. "But that is not the part they would love, because like you love them differently, they love you wholly." Gisselle, her best friend replied. "But then if, if I still had my memories, do you think it would be easier to choose?" she asked, tears brimming in her eyes. Daisy had spent weeks mulling over the issue. 'What if she had forgotten something that would help her have an easy time picking, or did she have to choose? If she asked for more time, would they give it to her, or would they plot other ways to make her love them more?' She had reached her breaking point. Currently, she was avoiding all of the men, and

The fact that I am receiving an official summoning must mean that the White Winter ball is near.Fuck! Why do I have to go through this?I didn't even know that I was fucking a Knight and it was more like he fucked me, I didn't even get him anywhere!-That's hardly a proper defence but still. - I sighed. -And I'm not Vivanna! I'm just a sex-starved, I mean was, I was a sex-starved lawyer who just went to sleep!-Maybe if I had gotten laid when Milo had suggested I wouldn't have easily been convinced that it was a sex dream! "Are you not going to open it? My lady?" The maid asked jolting me from my thoughts."Oh!..uh" I gazed at the letter again.In Envia, it was customary for someone to open a letter, especially an official one, before a witness for it to be considered read."What is your name?" I asked the brown-haired maid, and she frowned.-Did she frown because I am supposed to know her name, or because

I had worn the spiceberry coloured gown that Mary had picked out, and then afterwards, I had forced her to change out of her ridiculous box!We were now about to leave the estate but not before she had shown me Vivanna's office.It had been a gorgeous space; the walls were literal bookshelves while her desk sat in the middle. There were two golden furnished couches at the centre of the room. The couches sat opposite to each other and between the couches, was a globe alcohol holder with in-built cooling stones that produced a cold mist indicating the degree of coolness. On the opposite side of the room from where Vivanna's desk sat, there was a wide and lavish golden fireplace with a large beautiful painting of the dutchy sitting above it.I know that the duchy is going bankrupt, but I don't think that I would be willing to part with anything in that room. The clothes and jewels were fine, but that room. I would leave it like that.Speaking of jewels, I co

He had pushed her too far.Erden sighed.He hadn't had a choice, she was acting differently, and he hadn't known why. Ever since morning, had she lost her mind? Or was it a new drug this time?Still, he had expected her to tell him to see him in her 'office' or rather, her playroom.The pain she usually inflicted did very little to Erden, he didn't mind it. Hell, maybe she even allowed him to hate her. It was oddly relaxing.It was an odd feeling. Erden had never met anyone that he could hate more than himself, but…Vivanna always surpassed his expectations.Erden swore his loyalty to the prince because he admired him. The prince shone in Erden's eyes, his ideas were bright and revolutionary, but in the shadows there lurked too many corrupt nobles who thrived in the old system. He needed hands and legs, and Erden had vowed to be them. Especially to their most significant threat at political stability, Portburgh.The prince was n