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- Herausgeber: BookRix
- Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
- Sprache: Englisch
Aria never imagined that returning home would awaken family secrets and a darkness lurking in every corner. A House Full of Lies is a gripping psychological thriller and domestic suspense novel that will keep you on the edge of your seat from the very first page.
The house she once loved now feels like a trap. Strange noises echo in the night, cryptic messages appear where no one should see them, and every person she trusted—her fiancé, her family, even the staff—may be hiding deadly secrets. As Aria unravels the layers of lies, she realizes that nothing is as it seems, and every corner of the house may hold danger.
This dark psychological fiction and twist-ending thriller explores betrayal, manipulation, and survival. With an unreliable narrator, shocking revelations, and unexpected plot twists, it’s the perfect read for fans of suspense mystery novels and crime thriller fiction.
Can Aria survive the shadows, confront the truths, and reclaim her life before the house—and everyone inside—claims her forever?
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
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Introduction
Aria never imagined that returning to her childhood home would awaken secrets she was never meant to uncover. A house that once felt familiar, now loomed with shadows, its walls whispering truths too dark to ignore. The people she trusted most—her family, her fiancé, even the staff—harbored hidden motives, each secret more dangerous than the last.
From the moment she stepped inside, the house seemed alive, watching, testing her. Strange noises in the dead of night, cryptic messages left where no one could see them, and locked rooms concealing pieces of her past began to unravel the life she thought she knew. Every step forward revealed a web of deception, manipulation, and betrayal—a web that threatened not only her sanity but her life.
In A House Full of Lies, Aria must navigate a labyrinth of secrets, confront the shadows of her own family, and fight to survive in a place where nothing is what it seems. Every friend could be a foe. Every corner hide danger. And one wrong move could be her last.
This is a story of suspense, psychological twists, and shocking revelations. It is a journey into darkness and the fight for freedom. As the lines between trust and betrayal blur, Aria must discover the truth before the house—and everyone in claims her forever.
CHAPTER 1 — THE NIGHT THE HOUSE CHANGED
(Long, mature, cinematic, detailed)
Aria woke with a jolt, her heart thumping against her ribs. At first, she didn’t know why—her dreams had been quiet, shapeless—but then she heard it again.
A sound.
Sharp. Suddenly. Out of place.
The digital clock on her nightstand glowed at 2:13 a.m. in the darkness. That alone unsettled her. She wasn’t the type who woke in the middle of the night—not unless something was wrong.
She held her breath.
There it was.A faint creak.Wood shifting underweight.
It was coming from downstairs.
Aria pushed her hair away from her face and sat up slowly. The air in the room felt colder than usual, almost damp. She slipped her feet into her slippers and stepped quietly toward her door, listening with every movement.
The house was old, but she knew its nightly rhythm. It creaked sometimes. It sighed. But this wasn’t the casual settling of wood. This was deliberate. Like someone trying not to be heard.
She placed her hand on the railing and descended the stairs. The lower she went, the more her senses sharpened—the coldness in the air, the faint smell of soil, and something else, something metallic she couldn’t immediately place.
When she reached the last step, she froze.
The kitchen door was wide open.
Not slightly ajar.Not unlatched.Wide open, letting in a thick sweep of cold night air that made the curtains near the sink flutter like restless ghosts.
Aria blinked, trying to make sense of what she saw. She distinctly remembered locking that door before heading to bed. Everyone else had been upstairs after dinner. No one had gone outside. No one should have.
Her pulse quickened as she stepped forward, one slow step after another. The tiles beneath her feet were cold, and the air rushing through the door carried a smell of wet earth.
Then she saw them.
Muddy footprints.
Fresh. Large. Uneven.They started right at the threshold of the open door and trailed across the kitchen floor. Aria crouched to examine them. The mud was still damp. Whoever made these had walked in minutes ago.
Her mouth went dry.
She followed the footprints with her eyes. They moved across the tiles, into the hallway, and then—strangely—stopped. Abruptly. As if the person had simply vanished.
No turn.No sidestep.No smudge or final heel mark.
Just gone.
Aria felt a shiver crawl slowly up her spine.
She looked around the hallway, every shadow suddenly suspicious. She checked behind the dining door, the living room, even the storage closet. Nothing. But no matter where she looked, she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was still there. Watching her.
With trembling fingers, she snapped on the hallway lights and backed away.
She needed the others.
She hurried upstairs and banged on her brother’s door first. He opened after a moment, looking disoriented.
“What is it?” he asked, squinting.
“There’s someone in the house,” Aria whispered, her breath shaky. “The back door was open. There were footprints. Fresh ones.”
He ran a hand through his hair. “Aria, what are you talking about? I was asleep. I didn’t hear anything.”
She didn’t argue. She moved on.
Her fiancé, Liam, opened the door halfway, frowning. He looked slightly irritated, which annoyed her even more.
“Aria… it’s two in the morning. Are you sure you didn’t imagine—”
“I didn’t imagine anything,” she snapped. “Someone entered the house.”
His expression softened, but she could still see doubt in his eyes. “Okay. Let’s check.”
Her cousin emerged from her room next, hugging herself, looking nervous. “What happened? Why are you shouting?”
Aria repeated everything. Her cousin shook her head. “I was in bed the whole time. I didn’t hear anything.”
Then the maid came out, rubbing her eyes. “Miss Aria? Is everything okay? I was asleep.”
Aria looked at all the four people she trusted, four people who lived under the same roof—yet every single one of them claimed they had slept through the noise, the cold air, the opened door.
She led them downstairs. Liam checked the backyard. Her brother went around the house. Her cousin inspected the windows.
Nothing.Everything looked untouched except for the prints.
But when they reached the hallway, Aria noticed something new.
The footprints… were fading.
She blinked. That was impossible. Mud didn’t just disappear.
