Alexandra Lillian Novels & Stories

If I pull the right strings, call in favors with the right people, I’m sure I can make anything happen. “Who is it?” I ask. “Miles Hamilton,” Lila says. In an instant, my heart drops from my throat, down to the floor. “Miles Hamilton?” I repeat because I’m not totally sure that I didn’t imagine it. Miles has been on my thoughts so much, it’s possible that I – “The youngest Representative of Congress?” Lila says, narrowing his eyes. “You’ve never heard of him?” “No, no, I’ve more than heard of him,” I say. “I… Well, we’ve met.”

Viola’s dux was Lillian, a fifth-year student of Avalon Academy. She didn’t seem to have much personality and seemed to have mastered the act of sneaking up on people. Viola had to guess it was due to her invisible aura, Lilian was so stealthy she could have been standing next to Viola for seconds and Viola wouldn't know. Lillian also barely spoke, and every time she spoke it was only because it was necessary. She had brown short hair that covered her eyes and dark brown skin. She was tall and lanky, way taller than Viola ever imagined a girl would be. But her stature wasn't so frightening since she looked frail all the time.

A silent tear slips my eyes and I swallow in my cries, my vision blurred, all I see is the pain, all I inhale is the harsh niff of tobacco, yet all I can do is sit here in a disoriented manner like I've just broken a spine and distract my painful thoughts with the sound of the ticking clock on the wall. I sense his presence first, then I see the shadow-like figure of his boots, and then I feel his gaze rest on me. It is an itchy feeling, one of great discomfort, but I try not to pay attention to the racing of my heart, zoning deeply into the slow and steady rhythm of the clocks music. His voice comes out softly, groggily rough but soft with his manner of approach. "Your name girl, your name

She was restless. “Yeah! I thought as much mummy! Should I go and get her?”, Junior answered his mother. He had been restless since he saw the last glance Alexia gave them before making her way to the ladies. He doesn’t trust that Lillian of a girl because of the things she’s been feeding Alexia with after they met a few months ago. Alexia once confined in him about some of the things the girl told her,he advised her against being friends with her. But Alexia came back from her art class the next day and began giving him attitude and nothing he said made her talk to him again about anything.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, Scarlett." His shadow left the room as silently as the still night, his existence remaining unnoticed. It would have been so if it weren't for the fact that Leaxandra remains conscious all this time. With the unknown shadow already out of the place, the Luna's eyes snapped open while her heart couldn't have pounded more vigorously as though surviving from death itself. ******

Frederick Laurent was the golden child of the Laurent dynasty and Lucien's fiercest competitor. He was married to Lillian Laurent—formerly Lillian Blackwood—a massive lifestyle influencer who documented every single aspect of her luxurious life online. If Lucien spotted Kierra Adams rubbing shoulders with Lillian, his natural paranoia would kick in. No matter how analytical he was, he would instantly assume I was preparing to hand the valuable Jill and Jones insider details over to Frederick! That panic would force him straight to our scheduled meeting at The Lux House.

Martha asked, seeking confirmation. "Just call me if you need anything," she offered. "Just call me Marcus," I corrected her, desiring a more familiar address. Martha smiled, nodding in understanding, and was about to leave when a lingering question escaped from my lips. "Alexander Montgomery," I uttered, perplexing Martha. "How long has he known Lillian?" I asked, seeking clarity. Martha appeared confused by the question. "He has known Lillian since the day she was born. Alexander is like a second father to her," she revealed.

Alpha Rex was hard to deceive but Lillian wasn’t so subtle about knowing about his sister’s whereabouts either. “Where is she, Lillian?” Lillian sputtered terribly. “I asked a question,Lillian.” “I’m sorry, Alpha.” Was all she said. It was clear Lillian keme about it and I couldn’t believe Zena was able to pull Lillian into her antics. Alpha Rex sighed like being angry at the older woman wasn’t worth it. “How long has she been gone?” “Only an hour ago…she has been restless all day because of Eudora and I couldn’t stop her from going out to find her.”

Their closeness in the images, the warmth and laughter they shared, made Elara pause. She leaned back, studying the photos carefully. So... this must be Lillian. A small frown tugged at her lips. She’d known about Lillian from her research, Adrian’s first and only love. The woman who had left him years ago to pursue her modeling career abroad, leaving him heartbroken. Elara’s mind cataloged every detail: the way he laughed, the subtle ease in his posture, the affection in his gestures. She didn’t allow herself to feel anything, no anger, no jealousy.

Upon hearing Dylan’s name, Lilian sprang to her feet and said, “How could you believe that Knave’s words? He just wants to have Areiza for himself!” “Whoa! Mrs. Venzor, calm down. We don’t fully believe his words, either,” Alex responded, trying to appease her. Lillian was breathing heavily. She was infuriated. “Alex, give me Dylan’s phone number. I shall speak to him myself!” “What?” “Since he doesn’t want us to see Areiza, I will pay visit him,” she replied. Alex could not come up with an excuse, so he had to give Dylan’s phone number to Lillian. Fearing that he had caused trouble, he called Aaron immediately after. Unfortunately, he was not answering his call.