Deadly Liaisons Novels & Stories

It read: "It's been 2 and a half years and still no sign of a grandchild. This was not the agreement, Lillian. You don't want to test my patience. Hurry up and give me a grandchild, you barren witch." Typical. I had been getting these a lot since 5 months ago. I was trying okay? Her son was the difficult one but she wouldn't believe. "Laylay?" Gasping, I snapped my attention back to Kayden. "Yes. Yes." "Yes you did?" "No. I mean, yes I was talking to you." I chuckled nervously, rubbing my palm. "The first time, I was drunk so I barely remember it. The second time... It was - I don't know. It was like a bdsm setting and - I don't know, Kayden."

"You said Claire was dangerous. What exactly did she do?" "She blackmailed one of Lance's partners into leaking confidential market data," I said. "It nearly collapsed a deal that would've cost the Dankworth empire millions. She signed an NDA in exchange for walking away without jail time. That NDA wasn't a gag order, it was a muzzle." Gregory's eyes narrowed. "You think she's manipulating Jason." "I know she is. Claire never loved anyone but herself. She doesn't build relationships, she builds pressure points." A long silence followed. He seemed to age before my eyes. Then, with a weary sigh, Gregory reached for his intercom.

She looked back at Aldo as she waited for him to tell her exactly what he wanted from her. “I need you to tell me everything that happened back there at Damian’s mansion.” Lillian took a deep breath as she started explaining everything. “…and then, I heard Damian’s footsteps on the stairs. Liya heard it as well, but she was frozen to the spot. Damian hit her with something, and she collapsed almost immediately. “Then Damian’s wife walked into the room and told her that they knew that she was Liya this whole time. And that someone named Frank had let the whole thing out.”

"[... How? ...] " Lia removed the thin white cloth that covered her waist and also a small part of her thighs. Just below the woman's navel hole, there is a tattoo in the shape of a pentagram, with a fire symbol in the center of the pentagram. "The contract is in my womb. The contract will remain even if my soul dies. But in order to release it, I must give up my virginity." Damien looked into Lia's eyes. In his Dracula form, he can easily tell whether the other person is lying or not.

Sometimes it was his silhouette, sometimes just his hand, sometimes the Patek Philippe watch I had given him. The comments underneath were always the same. "This is truly God’s perfect arrangement!" "Dante and Olivia are the epitome of true love!" "Bless you both!" Every time I saw them, it felt like a knife twisting in my heart. Under the weight of blow after blow, I decided to go down in flames with them. I uploaded our marriage certificate and the evidence of Dante’s affair to the internet. Along with it, I attached irrefutable proof that Olivia had stolen my notes on cancer gene therapy, including timestamps, experimental data, and even the original spelling errors; all of it was identic

Lia is wearing a sparkly rose coloured dress, showing off her pushed breasts and legs, while Adri is wearing a bright, satin red dress that shows off a lot of her cleavage and thighs thanks to the high slit. “Yeah, you wouldn’t think she was a mama, let alone reaching her 30’s soon.” Lia laughs. “Hey! Nothing wrong with that, as you keep saying ‘I'm still hot’, thank you very much.” I sassily say, flipping my hair over my shoulder. We break out laughing, clicking our glasses. We then start talking, catching up on things, but steer clear of discussing my divorce, and of course, Lia ends up telling Adri about my night with Leo, which, much to my chagrin, leaves them both cheering.

“Tell me what you need. We’ll figure something out.” Lia shook her head helplessly. “I’ve been so careful, Dina. I haven’t posted a single picture of Leo since he was born. I don’t even take photos on my own phone. How did one stranger manage to undo everything in five seconds?” “It wasn’t your fault,” Dina said softly. But the truth sat heavy between them. The world moved fast. Information moved faster. And Damien Hale? He was faster than all of it. Dina hesitated before speaking again. “Lia… you know he might see the photo, right?”

curtain, the bass still throbbed, the crowd still danced, and two threads of the same night — one drenched in gin and reckless charm, the other in blood and quiet obsession, moved closer to each other without either side realizing it yet. The crimson lily was still out there. And Elison Floris had just decided he would find it.

It was damp so it wasn’t the easiest thing for her to do. Her moans and my growls filled the room. I spilled my seed inside her, wrapping an arm around her waist to prevent her from falling forward. “Oh my god,” Lia whispered. “Is it possible to die of sex? I feel like I’m going to die of sex.” I chuckled. “I don’t know. But the guys and I are willing to find out if you feel up to it.” Lia turned around, glaring at me from over her shoulder. “No, I don’t think that’s how I want to go.”

None of them can make a move in fear of their mates’ lives. Both Lia and Onyx are shaking in fury at the sight of two Undeads holding their loved ones, while Thea tries to think of a way to get the two captives out of the enemy’s hold. But there’s no opening. Cornelia’s plan is foolproof. One wrong move and both mates will be dead. “Choose.” Cornelia smirks smugly, glaring at Lia with pure hatred. “What?” Lia frowns confusedly, lowering her gun.