Novel & Cerita Beetlejuice X Lydia

I sank back in fear. “What do you have in mind?” I almost blanched when I said that. Alaric and Cirala’s faces came to my mind as Lyla danced around my bed, looking too happy with herself. “I am going to make you my guinea pig, my sister. I have scientists at my disposal. They would dissect you to find out what exactly makes you a Lycan and then extract that particular DNA to transfer it to me. After all, we look the same. The only difference is that I can not shift to a Lycan.” She told me.

"Go. Go find Mom and apologize. Fix this. If that’s even possible anymore." She turned to Kelly again, who was now leisurely fixing her hair in the mirror. “Are you still here?” Lydia asked, her arms crossed. "Waiting for my Uber." Kelly rolled her eyes. Lydia smiled, sweet and deadly. Neither Kelly nor her dad expected what happened next. She bent down, picked up her father’s leather belt from the floor, and without a word swung it hard at her. Whack! "AH!" Kelly screeched, clutching her arm.

Better to be in Idixat where they could help Madame Skia even if it put them at risk, than to stay here where they were safe but powerless. “Besides,” said Loulou, “It is very boring sharing the same dream with all of you.” “Do you know how to get back,” asked Ilyria. “Same way we came,” said Miasma, and the tent began to fold and shift, whirling in luminous swirls, expanding until Ilyria thought it was the sky itself but then shrinking and pulling backward and down, as cushions disappeared and the lights winked out and only the shape and form of the Lightning Bird remained.

- I ask placing both my hands on his shoulders while I make him look at me Leon doesn't look at me and I shake his shoulders making his eyes meet mine “Leon” - I say again “MATE” – He shouts Both me and James look at each other. It is way too early for him to meet his mate. I understand he turned early but, his mate? What about Alice? We really thought she would be the one. The connection they have is strong. “Dad? How is this possible?” – James whispers to me “I don’t know” – I say

Lydia opened her eyes and asked, "Father! What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating buckets..." "Lydia!" Leroy quickly walked over and curtly grabbed his daughter's hand. "Quick, let's leave quickly." "Father, where are we going..." Lydia was a little confused and proceeded to ask, "Why are we leaving?" Lydia had no idea what had happened. Leroy was anxious. "Lydia, don't ask so much. Just hurry up and leave!" "Father… You, can you wait for me? I’ll get the jade flute," whispered Lydia.

“Go meet him. It’ll be a good chance to find out what he’s really after. Don’t worry, I’ll go with you.” A sudden smile spread across Quincy's face, breaking the earlier tension. Lydia’s cheeks flushed as she retorted, “Who asked you to come along? I can handle something this small on my own!” Despite her words, Lydia didn’t reject Quincy's offer to accompany her. The next day, Lydia arrived at Moon Studios. The person who left the note had arranged to meet at an old record shop. It took Lydia quite a bit of effort to find the shop, and when she did, she was surprised to see a familiar face.

Mira's stomach dropped, and Jordan turned slowly, as the door stood open. And there, holding a glass of wine with red nails curling around the stem, was Lydia. Her eyes were sharp. She smiled with cold delight, as dead silence settled between all of them. “Oh,” she said sweetly, her voice cutting through the tension. “Do not let me interrupt something beautiful.” Mira’s heart sank. Jordan did not move, neither did he step away. Lydia’s smile widened. “Well well, well. What a little whore you've turned out to become.”

To hell with the plan after the day we spent In that town I promise to make her mine and she's mine I will protect her no matter what. I made my way back to school and call my friends Ben and Lucifer to meet me outside. "Hey what's up Zion" Ben said pating me on the shoulder. "Ben this is not time for joke, Lydia is in danger" he kept looking at me as if am crazy. "What did you just say? Lydia? are you out of your mind?" He stared at me wide eyed. "Of course not you heard me right, And if you guys don't want to help me then I will do it myself"

Lydia said. Lydia cast some spells and repaired the veil. Lydia also casted a spell to make the other werewolves of different packs, vampires and humans in the werewolf realm to fall asleep. "It won't last, trust me," she said, panting. She had outdone herself and now it would be impossible for her to cast anymore spells. "This would be fine. We'll just hope that Jade and the Queen mother are able to come up with something," Tristan told her. "Yes...yes..." She collapsed but before she landed on the ground, Tristan caught her.

Author's POV After such a wonderful sex, Lydia was on her way home when she received a call again, “So have you checked it out now?” Becky asked, causing Lydia to smirk. “Check what? I'm just stepping out of the spa. Fuck, Becky, I had the best sex in like forever. The guy was so good, I cried!” Lydia giggled at herself, but Becky yelled, “Fuck girl, check the fucking mail!” She hung up. Lydia looked at the phone with furrowed brows, “What's up with her?” As she spoke, she went to check her mail.