Doll X Lizzy Novels & Stories

DAVID Lizzy’s presence felt like a storm rolling in, unexpected and unwelcome. I let go of Bella’s hand, her shock mirroring mine, as Lizzy stood there, smiling as if she had every right to be in my home. “What are you doing here?” My voice came out sharp, slicing through the tension hanging in the air. Lizzy tilted her head, her smile as sweet as poison. “I didn’t have anywhere else to go,” she said, her tone dripping with faux innocence. “I thought maybe you could help me.”

Bodies pressed together on the makeshift dance floor, couples making out in dark corners, groups clustered around tables full with red cups and bottles. I scan the crowd instinctively, looking for dark brown hair and emerald green eyes. But Knox isn't here. Neither is Maya. They didn't make it back. Disappointment settles in my stomach, sharp and unexpected. But maybe it's my chance to find out what they seem to be hiding from me. “Well, well, well.” A voice cuts through my thoughts like glass. “Look who decided to show up.” I turn to find Lizzy standing a few feet away, flanked by her usual minions. She's wearing a tight silver dress that catches the light, her honey-blonde hair perfectly s

I, Dianne Hayden, was still sorting through the documents that'd been stained with coffee when Lizzie Dalton barged in again. Lizzie tossed her phone onto my desk without the slightest hint of courtesy. "Can't you read, you old hag?" She spat the last three words through clenched teeth before fixing me with a look of pure contempt. I slowly turned my gaze toward the group chat displayed on her screen. Messages from my childhood friend, Julius Sanford, were still flooding in.

My voice cracked as I spoke, and tears pricked at the corner of my eyes. I just wanted to live and have fun a little. With everything that has been going on with me, I’m exhausted, so I just wanted to…” Lizzy’s expression softened, and she opened her arms. “Come here,” she said, dragging me into a tight hug. I understand, but I was scared.” As we Lizzy pulled back, a teasing glint in her eyes. “So tell me, who was that guy that Ella spoke about? I pretended ignorance, trying to play it cool. “What guy?” I asked, feigning nonchalance.

If you don't let it out, do you believe that my opening will make you unable to stay in the entertainment circle? 'I don't believe it, you can try.' A warm voice came, and they looked at it unconsciously. Zeev Oliver came up, dressed in a sapphire suit, tall and straight, and his gold-rimmed glasses made him more elegant. 'God, it's Xu Dong.' 'How did Xu Dong come to our company?' 'This still use to ask? Of course, I came to find Lin Dong. ' 'No, maybe it's for Kristen. You don't know the gossip about them?'

But she never wore beautiful clothes like this, ever. When Emma was so lost in her thoughts, a young girl of Emma's age walked inside her room, as the door was open. Lizzy is the daughter of one of the made men, who work under their boss Mr. Vitiello. She was assigned the task of showing a girl name Emma around the Vitiello mansion. She thought she needs to bear with a headstrong brainless bimbo, who wears small clothes and looks at others down her nose. If she is related to Mr. Vitiello, and if he personally went to pick her up, then she would be someone, Lizzy wouldn't like.

She couldn’t help but wonder why “Wow what a beautiful dress” Lizzy said picking up a blue dress “yes, it was actually-” “I didn’t ask” Lizzy said cutting her off, Eva’s anger spiked. “what the hell is going on?” Lizzy went to the bed side drawer and picked out a scissors “what is that for?” Eva asked in horror. “Well, unfortunately I am to young to handle a blade or a knife so, this will have to do” Lizzy replied with a devilish smile. She grabbed a dress and severed it in half.

Meaning Lily is the rightful heir of the Mingle International Company. "Oh, this is why Mr Mingle didn't approve of Derrick and Lily's relationship because he didn't want Lily to find out," Rosy thought still staring at the image on her phone screen. "I could make some money out of this," she thought knowing how badly Mr Mingle needed the document and with a smile plastered on her face, she sent Lyla a location and time for a meet-up. At Derry's apartment, Lyla was sitting on her bed drinking her juice when her phone buzzed. She smiled knowing Rosy had sent her a location for their meeting. She checked and smiled. She looked at her watch and she had two hours to meet up with Rosy.

Held tight against my mother’s side. “So what’s your name today, doll?” she said. “I wanna be Taylor Elizabeth. People call me Tay or Liz.” Taylor. Or Liz. “But your real name is prettier,” I said. “It’s like a game, honey. Names aren’t important. Not really. It’s fun to change them sometimes. Makes you feel like someone different.” She squeezed my hand, shaking me at the wrist. “So, who do you wanna be?” “I don’t know.” “There must be something?”

Without looking up, Lizzy nodded as she licked her fingers, but she remained quiet. “Lizzy?” The girl looked up again. “You don’t have to say a word now, but will you talk to me one day? I would really like to play dolls with you.” The girl’s eyes widened and light danced inside her huge orbs. In excitement, Mercedes’ heart picked up a faster rhythm. “Would you like that?” Lizzy nodded faster. “I would, too, but I cannot play with you unless you talk to me.” Lizzy lowered her eyes as she gobbled down the remainder of her roll.