Nathaniel Carlisle, the empire’s most feared military officer and Duke, married a woman with the face of his dead fiancée.
Eleanor Whitmore was gone. Her death was undeniable, a wound that should have been buried with her.
Yet here she stands—alive, unbroken, and now his wife.
But something is wrong.
She flinches at his touch. Her wit is quieter, her defiance carefully veiled. And though she wears Eleanor’s face, she is not the woman he once knew.
Who is she?
Evelyn never meant to steal a dead woman’s life. A commoner from the slums, she only wanted to save her younger brother from war. But when fate handed her the chance to become Lady Whitmore, she seized it—never expecting to find herself bound to a man who stares at her like he’s searching for a ghost.
Now, she is trapped in a dangerous masquerade, forced to play the role of a woman she never knew, under the watchful gaze of a husband who seems just as haunted as he is obsessed.
He is her greatest danger.
She is his deepest obsession.
Shamelessly giving this book 4.6 star rating. To Marry A Liar Volume 1 ends at Chapter 30, and honestly? It’s everything I hoped it would be—dark, intense, emotionally raw, and painfully human. This is my first time writing a story like this, and it’s been one hell of a ride. I didn’t write this story to comfort. I wrote it to unsettle—to explore what happens when love twists into obsession, when power and intimacy collide, and when a woman sent to destroy a man finds herself torn between vengeance and a love she never asked for. Evelyn isn’t a perfect heroine—she’s fragile, conflicted, angry. And Nathaniel? He’s no hero. He’s possessive, manipulative, and haunted by grief and control. Their twisted, messy, dangerous dynamic is the heart of this story. This book walks a fine line between love and dominance, fear and desire, survival and surrender. It’s not meant for everyone—and that’s okay. But if you love gothic romance, morally gray characters, and slow-burn emotional chaos… welcome. Volume 2 Teaser: The empire stirs. Beneath the cold elegance of the court, agendas shift and bloodlines are leveraged. Evelyn’s pregnancy changes everything—her body, her choices, her power. Nathaniel draws his net tighter, cornering Bastian and forcing secrets into the light. And when Lady Marcella arrives—an old friend of Eleanor’s—loyalties will be tested, and the past will not stay buried. Tell me—who hurt you more in Volume 1: Nathaniel, Bastian, or Evelyn herself? I’m reading the comments. I love hearing your thoughts. Thank you for reading. Volume 2 is coming soon.