Doll X Lizzy Novels & Stories

Elizabeth could not concentrate in class, well nothing much was done today since it was just an admission week, so she decided to go to the library, Caro and Kyle were called to the teacher’s office, maybe that would be a little bit better for her, she could pass time with books, without telling Caro or Kyle – She walked into the library, after about 25 minutes of settling down in the library trying to escape the torture of Shakar, she tried drafting down a couple of lines as she loved writing, she never did anything official, they were just bunch of words that she used to pass the time, not even her mother knew about this habit. As she concentrated on what she was working on she couldn't he

Penny's face turned red with anger and I laughed. “We made the right choice, she will do,” I said to Lizzie. Dolly snorted. “I can't wait to watch you three fail when the stars start whispering in her ears.” She mocked. “Hey, why don't you mind your business?” Lizzie fired back. “Exactly.” I crossed my arms. “Focus on winning, I already beat you once today.” Nia’s smile disappeared slightly. “I told you, don’t get too comfortable, stable girl.”

She closed her eyes for a moment. "Hey! We're talking to you, gold digger." Lianne opened her eyes and looked at it. "Oh! You were talking to me?" she pointed to herself. "I'm sorry, while you were talking, I was trying to figure out where the hell you got those ideas I cared about," she said, as if concerned about why she didn't stop cutting. "Uneducated." Like hello? Does it take a doctorate to be Zyd's wife? "Unlettered!"

Do you think she's nice when the Ellis family made their fortune through the Larson family and is now after Sis Liv's man by being a homewrecker? Zyla spoke indignantly, more agitated than Olivia. John felt a pang in his heart before raising his hand and pushing Zyla away. "F*ck off! Dolly, it's not up to people like you to judge." Looking at John's indifferent back, Zyla gritted her teeth and punched the ground. 'I'd have killed you if Sis Liv doesn't still love you!' With this in mind, Zyla wanted to kill Dorothy. However, she knew very well that Dorothy framed Sis Liv the last time she told the truth.

And then I found the word, bold and clear, right there in the title. Doll. I looked up at him. He was watching me, his expression unreadable, but there was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Something that looked like satisfaction. “I want you to be my Doll,” he said. Mia made a sound behind me, a sharp intake of breath, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. I was standing in my doorway, holding a contract that said I was his, and the man who’d been following me for two weeks was waiting for me to sign it.