This is a Pretty Little Liars Next Generation Story. I originally have this posted on www.fanfiction.net. Some changes were made from the original version. About 18 years later the Liars all have familys of their own. This story contains some Drama but also some family moments. I will be adding to this as often as I...
Four girls whose clique falls apart after the disappearance of their queen bee, Alison DiLaurentis. One year later, they begin receiving messages from a mysterious figure using the name "A" who threatens to expose their secrets. At first they think it's Alison herself, but after she is found dead, the girls realize th...
What if Mona wasn't A she just pretended to be to save Hanna? What if Ali really is dead? What if Spencer dad was involved with Toby's mother death? Or even Aria finding a whole new direction? And Emily has a secret that could ruin their friendship.
"I’ve had many things stolen from me. Money, keys, credit cards, even my own heart, but none of that mattered more than stealing lies. People relied on the truth, but telling the truth to the wrong person at the wrong time results in nothing but agony. Take it from me; you’re always better off with a pocket full of li...
𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 | ❝Of course you're falling apart, darling. You're human and sometimes, humans only know how to crumble.❞ ┌── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───┐ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐔𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐇 © 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔 └── ･ ｡ﾟ☆:...
❝Lies and secrets, Grace, they are like cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.❞ In the town of Rosewood, no one dares speaks of Grace Marin, Hanna's older sister. She is a whisper in the wind, someone the town used to know. But one day, she...
I am Kendall Hastings. I am sixteen years old and had to move here to Rosewood from California. At Rosewood, I met someone named A. And shit went down. A is trying to destroy my life, but I won't let that happen. Well, here is my story, and how it all started..Some people call me the sixth liar, but I don't see it. #...