Ash X Lillie Novels & Stories

"Give me the name, Randolph." Belishaw struggled to stay silent, but it was like trying to catch grains of sand. Sinclair sighed and lifted the scalpel. This time he didn't move out of anger. He flicked his wrist and sliced Belishaw's other cheek. A cry escaped his lips, but he did not let the name out. Sinclair set his weapon down. "I wonder if I need to bring additional motivation for you? Perhaps the human woman you've been seeing. Jodie Harkness? Would she loosen your tongue if I had her to play with?"

"We will slip through the town and take the castle. Our objective is singular: defeat the king and Blair. We cannot allow them to complete their ritual. We end this tonight, once and for all!" Cassius’s voice rang out, a sharp, powerful cry. "For Aelindoria!" The response was a thunderous roar that shook the very leaves on the trees. "FOR AELINDORIA!" "And for Tirilla!" he yelled, thrusting a fist in the air. "FOR TIRILLA!" Cassius let the echo of their voices fade into the trees before speaking again, his tone softening. "Rest now. Find a moment of peace. And know," he turned his warm gaze on me, then back to the crowd, "we are thankful for every one of you."

She bit her lip, debating for a second before remembering the trick Justine had told her about. She grabbed her lotion and body wash, then hurried into the bathroom.. All she had to do was apply little water on her body,then use the lotion to back it up apply it on her pubic areas It was going to be a quick one. She shut the door behind her, exhaling as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her face slightly puffy from sleep, but there was no time to worry about that now. She turned on the tap, splashed some water on her face, and quickly lathered her hands with her body wash. And followed it up with the lotion. It wasn't the most refreshing shower, but it would do

However, he returned again the next day with a huge sack on a bison. He acted mysterious the whole night and asked me to meet him on the only bridge in the village. He even said he would starve himself until I appeared. I would rather he starve himself to death than to meet him. However, the children I taught suddenly ran to me excitedly and said, "Ms. Allen! Check out the bridge now! There's a lot of lockets there, and it's beautiful!" One of the boys had a lollipop in his mouth as he dragged me out of my room. The boy's name was Bobby Lance, and he was the one who looked like Remy the most.

After they got in the car, Simon gently fastened her seatbelt and said softly, "Lulu, it's your birthday today. I've organized a birthday party for you. It starts at 7:00 pm. Remember to invite your close friend." "Alright," Luna replied. The black sedan drove into the villa district. After four days, Luna returned to this home once more. Everything was just as it was the day she was admitted to the hospital. Nothing had changed, as if Sophie had never been there. Luna walked into the master bedroom. There was a lipstick on the dressing table. Luna glanced at it casually. It was a used Guerlain 539. This deliberately left-behind lipstick felt like a subtle provocation.

I gave Rowan flowers because he came to me first and said we could hype a CP to attract advertisers, so you could get a cut too. "And the lisianthus I bought for you was not chosen carelessly. The flower language of lisianthus means sincere, unwavering love. "I love you, Ash. Let's start over. I'll distance myself from Rowan." She looked at me pleadingly, hope flickering in her eyes, waiting for the day I would turn back. I met her gaze and, without any hesitation, pried her fingers off mine. "It's impossible, Nina. It's too late. Everything you are saying now is too late."

She looked at Lillian, smirking, and Lillian knew she was about to say something stupid. “Kill her,” she commands, her eyes dark and dangerous with an evil smirk dancing on her lips. Asher turned to look at Lillian, and he walked towards her, his sharp claws out. Lillian knew she was going to do that, but she didn’t mind dying. She knows Asher is somewhere there and if he kills her, he is going to live his life in guilt. “Asher, don’t, it’s me, Lillian," she said, trying to break free, but Asher was totally gone.

"Wait! You didn't get into a fight with that little servant of yours, did you?" Andrew barked back, "Mind your own damn business!" He hung up without another word. On the other end, Chantelle raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She opened her laptop and quickly sent a video call request to Aspen. Aspen lay sprawled on her bed, utterly exhausted. Having kicked off her heels, her flawless legs, wrapped in sheer stockings, shifted restlessly on the sheets as she rolled back and forth, trying to calm her racing thoughts.

But just when my heart started to feel normal, my phone buzzed on the table. Without even checking who it was, I swiped through the accept icon and placed it in my ear. "Hello?" “Asher,” a cold familiar voice answered and my eyes instantly darkened. "Willow. What do you want?"I snapped, glaring at the innocent wall. “If you are not going to let me kill Axel, then this silly festival shouldn't even hold on in the first place!” she hissed. My temple throbbed and I hissed; “I have everything under control—”

Lyla let out a rough exasperated breath, while pouting her lips and lowering her head. She felt sad and hurt to be treated like that by Ash. The person she liked so much. Lyla was running as fast as she could, trying to get to the handsome young man in front of her because she was worried about his condition. In fact, she had already prepared several spells as well as medicine that helped Ash heal.