Beetlejuice X Lydia Novels & Stories

A smile touched her bloodied lips. "Lyra," she whispered, the sound a mere breath. "I'll see you... on the other side." I understood. She had found her way out of this beautiful, suffocating cage they called the Silvermane Pack. She was free. That night, on my own forgotten birthday, I sat alone in my opulent room. The silence was a presence. I had baked a small honey cake, a pathetic tribute to a life that was never truly mine. Closing my eyes, I sent a cold, final thought through the pack's mental link, the Blood-Chain. "By moon-high, I will take the Eclipse Path. I am leaving."

She wishes it lasts for a lifetime. Delinda kicks the food tray. Bits of rite scatter on the floor, and the plate flips to the side. “Take your poison away. If you want to kill me, do it the right way.” Lydia fists knots. She curses in Russian and stomps away. She brought food for the succubus, but ended up getting insulted. How many times will she learn the art of minding one’s business? See where empathy has landed her. Lydia’s hand shakes as he climbs the stairs.

Lydia said, trying to conceal her panic with a bright smile. “Since when did you care about the yard?” Ace asked, arching a brow. Lydia laughed nervously. “Just in case I didn't tell you, I'm in love with nature and I love the scent of earth.” “Alright babe, come up. It's late and you're supposed to be in bed.” Ace said. “Also, I miss you.” Lydia's smile broadened at his last word. She picked up her skirts as she went up. She had been scared that Ace would see Alyssa but it seemed he didn't.

Zander released his hold, a fierce satisfaction evident in his eyes. “Very undemure, very uncutesy of our new mate.” Ria whispers to me. “Well, we are here witnessing a live stream of a beheading scene- all thanks to you ‘Ria the runner’.” I teased her. “Anyone who dares to cross me will meet the same fate," Mr. Hefty declared, his voice resonating through the clearing. He wiped the blood from his blade, sheathing it with a finality that sent shivers down my spine.

It grated on the mind. The cavern opened up below. Blue witch-light. The stone slab. The swirling vortex above it, sucking the light from the room. And on the slab, a small, still bundle. Kayla stood over it, her hands moving in the air, pulling threads of sickly yellow light from the bundle up into the vortex. Janita stood guard, a sharp smile on her face. No other guards. They hadn’t expected us to get this far. Laila pushed past me, her breath a ragged tear in her throat. She took two steps down.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”

Zilla took a left turn on the road. “Since childhood Daniel and I are best friends since kindergarten. Liam and Xavier are best friends, you will never find them fighting. There are more friends I will introduce tonight,” said Zilla. Amanda took a deep breath. “Finally, there is someone here who wants to talk to me,” she said thought. Zila was singing while driving and she looked so happy when her expression changes as if she saw something or someone in the middle of the road. She pushed the brakes and Amanda’s head hit the dashboard.

Drake smiled, slapping Lydia teasingly on the ass, before kissing the top of her head. “So when should we start working on this indecent proposal?” Jessica asked, feeling herself getting excited at the idea of lashing out towards Dianne. Ever since she was a child, she had followed the rules of society and done what was expected of her. But now she was bored, She was 23 years old, and felt like she hadn’t lived life at all thanks to the ways of society, she was ready to break lose and have fun. “Well, I’m fancying a swim,” Lydia said with a big toothy grin on her face, “and I have the perfect swimsuits for us.” She said grabbing Jessica’s arm and pulling her towards the bedroom.

Of course Felix was up to no good—he hadn’t touched it either. They bantered and messed around until the mood eased. Lydia finally waved an airy goodbye. “Okay, I’m out—gotta go. My dad wants me bright and early at the office tomorrow or he’ll freeze my card.” “Wait—party queen bails early?” Felix teased. Lydia pouted but forced herself to leave. She lingered a beat looking at Julian; he only exchanged a quick glance with her and then jumped back into chat with Felix. She walked out. Julian shoved his drink away, chin toward Felix. “Swap it. Give me something normal.”

With a determined frown, he approached it and paused, pressing his ear against the cool wood. As he listened, his eyes widened in shock. Lydia's voice, bright and full of joy, reached his ears. “Happy birthday to you, little angels!” she sang, her tone almost musical. “I can’t believe they’re already one!” she added with a laugh. Klein’s suspicion grew, his heart pounding as he slowly turned the doorknob. The door creaked open, revealing a sight that stopped him dead in his tracks. Lydia was standing in the backyard, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the setting sun. She was on a video call, her phone held up, displaying a familiar figure on the screen.