Five And Lila Fanfiction Novels & Stories

On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

Tears glistened in her eyes, despite the pleading smile on her face, and that now all-too familiar pain cracked a canyon in my heart. Lilliana thinks that there are only two ways out; death or destruction alongside Cassius. “And....” she paused, biting down on her lower lip, “I miss Chaos.” That’s all it took for the asshole to burst out from my body, manifesting into his human form. “Fuck, I missed you too, kitten,” he whimpered, wrapping his arms around her upper body and tilting her back for a dominating kiss. I want to be jealous. Old me would be jealous. But I don’t have the right.

“Five more minutes, princess. Daddy’s still recovering from Mommy’s victory dance last night.” I laughed softly, pressing a kiss to the center of his chest right over his heart. “Your Fish Queen is about to declare war on the pancakes if we don’t get up.” Right on cue, Lila planted her hands on her hips—already in full dramatic mode, curls wild, Mr. Roar tucked under one arm like a battle standard. “War! And I want extra syrup or the fish get mad!” Dante cracked one eye open, that half-smile tugging at his mouth—the same one that still made my stomach flip whether we were in the boardroom or the bedroom. “I surrender. Completely. You win, little warrior.”

Lila pulled her skirt up past her knees. “What are you doing?” His voice broke in the middle of his sentence. “Claire has a surprise for you. And Tara and I are part of it.” “What does that mean?” Lila showed she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She stroked her shaved pussy and let her finger part her wet lips as she furrowed herself with her fingertips. “She thinks you have been so good for so long that she wants your first time to be special.” He swallowed and said, “I do want it to be special.”

But Lucian raised a hand, eyes narrowed, sensing something. Then Lila—thinking the silence was fear—burst into triumphant laughter. She threw her hands up in the air, declaring, “It’s over! He’s dead! The North belongs to me!” She turned dramatically to her army. “Let this day be remembered as the day I crushed the legend himself!" As Damian’s body lay motionless on the ground, the dust slowly settled around him. Lila stood tall, triumphant, her arms spread wide like a conquering queen. Her chest rose and fell with pride, and a slow smirk crept onto her face.

After a nod of understanding at my offer, the healer left the room, only raising his eyes from the floor long enough to glance at Lila, but she looked away immediately, refusing to meet his gaze. “What is your problem with Blake, Lila?” I demanded the minute the door had clicked shut behind him. “No problem.” She attempted to deflect, shrugging my question off as if Blake meant absolutely nothing to her. I may have only known her a year, but it might as well have been a lifetime. “Then why do you refuse to meet his eye? Why are you refusing to talk to him?” “Leave it alone, Eva, you may have the title of Alpha now, but you aren’t my Alpha.” Lila growled in return, stomping to her feet and ou

"What are you doing?" He paused before giving me a once over. "What do you think I'm doing, Lyla? I'm joining you in the bath. I miss you. I miss my wife. Plus, it's been six years already..." He gave me a knowing look. "All I've ever had was my hands doing the job while thinking about you. Now...here you are in the flesh. And I swear to God right now, Lyla, you're all I want."

Lila's POV Five years Later I had never loved my life as much as I did right now. I had tried to get past it and tried not to remember but it kept coming back, making me angry sometimes even when I didn't want to think of it. It's been five years though, but even if it's a hundred years I will never forget.

Not used to attention, Lila stood up and fixed her big round glasses. “Hello everyone. My name is Lila Ashley Santiago, 16 years-” Her introduction was interrupted when a person suddenly entered the room. “Lucas! Here!” Allison shouted and pointed towards the seat next to him. The girls from their class started giggling. Due to shock, Lila immediately turned her head on the door. Her hazelnut eyes met Lucas' dark lifeless eyes and her heart started pounding. He still hasn't changed, he still looks mysterious as ever. Tall, moreno and handsome; three adjectives that would perfectly describe him. Not knowing what to do, she avoided Lucas’s gaze and looked down. With an instant, Lucas is alread

The air was thick with their scents. Lila and our enemy? I held my breath and kept listening. "That fool Damien finally drove Serena away," Lila purred, snuggling against Marcus. Her voice was full of triumph. "Five years of playing the poor little orphan finally paid off." "You sure he doesn't suspect you?" Marcus stroked her hair.