Azalea And Liam Novels & Stories

Damian said and smiled at her. Amelia nodded without saying anything and continued eating. After a few seconds, Damian sees Arthur walking towards them with his wife and daughter. “Ian, you’ve met Zelena before right?” Arthur said. Damian nodded before standing up and shaking hands with Zelena. “It’s been a while,” he said with a polite smile. Amelia stood up as well and gave a smile to Zelena. “Hello, I’m Amelia,” she said. Zelena blinked as she recognizes Amelia. “You’re the one at the park, right? I’m Zelena, It’s very nice to meet you” she said and offers her hand to Amelia.

He asks as his eyes bore into me and I swear he can see my soul stripped bare. “Yes,” I rasp out in response, my throat feeling raw as the single word escapes my lips. “In my dream, you were mated to Azalea. She was using the name Zelle and had cut her hair short and dyed it dark purple,” Ezekiel says. “She had nightmares about you chasing her through the woods, but you were trying to save her. Your glowing red eyes frightened her, but also excited her.”

“Think about it, Liam. It’s perfect.” “Perfect for what?” I asked slowly, though I already knew the answer. “To finish what we started.” Skye leaned forward, her lip gloss too shiny in the overhead light. “Imagine the drama. Zara, the sweet little outsider, finally accepted into the royal court. Everyone starts voting for her. She thinks she belongs.” Levi chimed in, “And then prom night comes… boom. Liam breaks up with her. Publicly. In front of everyone.” “And then,” Beatrice finished, eyes glittering, “Liam and I are crowned king and queen. Full circle. The entire school sees it was all a joke.”

Chapter 38 Azalea woke up with the soft rays of the morning sun streaming through the large windows of her bedroom, casting a warm glow on her face. A smile crept across her lips as she stretched lazily in bed, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over her. Today would be the day her sister Ophelia and Mack arrived, and she couldn’t wait to see the shock and disappointment on their faces. They had imagined her suffering, broken by her circumstances, but instead, they would find her thriving. Her confidence and newfound strength made her eager for the confrontation.

he says in his stupid, charming voice. The girls giggle and nod. They had no idea this wasn't the man they thought it was. They're somehow captivated by his charm, which surprised me. It took me a long time to even be near another man without being scared. 'Your mark does more than you think,' Nia ponders. 'You may be right,' I respond. "Acelynn is Zeak's sister," I say, gesturing to her. Liam looks me up and down before staring heavily at my lips and finally looking over at Acelynn.

Allie looks at Liam. The expression on his face is the one that makes her chest ache — unguarded, affectionate, the boy underneath all the composed authority. He doesn't make it easy for people to see that boy. Elizabeth just gets it automatically, without asking. "You have always been absurdly good to me," Liam tells his sister. "You've always been worth the effort." Elizabeth touches his cheek once, brief and certain, and turns to the table. Allie sits down. She reaches across and sets the cake box in front of Adam.

“Yeah, well, she’s my Luna. I’ve waited for this—waited for her. And if I have to sweat a little, so be it.” Liam leaned closer, a teasing smirk on his face. “Don’t mess it up, Alex. Remember how badly you flustered Jackson when he got mated? Karma’s a real thing, you know.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Don’t worry. I won’t.” Then the music started to play, and I looked up—and saw her. Laila stepped into the aisle with her hand tucked into her father’s arm, every step slow and deliberate, her eyes scanning until they landed on me. My heart caught in my chest.

She placed her pinky finger on her bottom lip, her eyeballs rolled up as she glanced above, struggling to come up with a response. “You see, you’ve got nothing,” Liam laughed triumphantly, his voice ringing with victory while Lila pouted, squeezing her face in a frown. “Me, I love mummy more than you which is why I brought her this!” He announced dramatically as he stepped out in front of me, bringing out his hands from his back in a cartoonish style to reveal a rose flower that was withered from too much handling. “Taalahhh…”

Azai shot Zaine a look and he backed off to lean against the back door, looking out at the scenery. The door opened as Liam came in, “Ryan said you needed me?” He asked as he came in, I motioned for him to come stand in front of me, by Azai. “Liam, I’ve known you for a long time, we grew up together. I notice things others wouldn’t, so for that reason, I would hope you aren’t stupid enough to lie to me.” Liam shifted uncomfortably, “where is this going, Allie? You don’t think I had anything to do with your brother and Shayla being taken do you?”

“You came all the way out here just to visit her grave? You must have been closer than I thought.” “Well, with this whole Luna Trial thing… I thought it only appropriate that I visit.” That wasn’t entirely a lie. Liam’s face fell at the mention of the Luna Trial. He nodded and walked forward, kneeling to place the bundle of flowers he’d brought next to mine. “Gardenias,” he said, brushing his fingers across the white petals. “The closest thing to cherry blossoms that I could find at this time of year.” My heart cracked at the mention of cherry blossoms. Liam knew what I liked. He always did—more than anyone else, except perhaps Lilith.