Jily Stories Novels & Stories

Vincenzo said, crouching down in front of her again, his eyes brimming with warmth. Lily glanced at the IV, then back at him, and flashed a confident smile, as if she truly believed in the magic he’d promised. Helen took a deep breath, her eyes glistening, silently grateful for how Vincenzo turned pain into hope. “Uncle Vince, will you tell my favorite story?” Lily asked, her voice soft and filled with the kind of innocence only a child could carry. Vincenzo let out a smile, already knowing exactly which story she meant.

she said. Judith sat on the edge of the bed beside her. “You want me to read from the drawing book.” “No,” Lily said. “Make a story up.” “What should it be about.” Lily thought about it. “A girl,” she said. “And a garden. And a swing.” Judith looked at her daughter’s face. Open and warm and completely trusting. “Okay,” she said. “A girl and a garden and a swing.” She started talking and Lily leaned against her and listened and by the time the girl in the story had found the swing Lily’s eyes were already closing.

No one know why, and no one bother to ask, maybe because it's suits her well. Jillian lives near the sea, this it is easy to assume that Jill lived in a family of fishermen. You could say that she grew up swimming in the sea and sailing through the islands but that wasn't her case. She was a girl of wonder, as a child she had a lot of question about the world, what are the tides? Why does the sun hide underneath the sea? Why is mama and papa clapping at night? She would come to ask her family but they couldn't give her a definite answer. Thus, those question just faded as time pass by, and Jill had forgotten about it. That's how her life had revolves, faded memories and sullen eyes. She neve

" When Robert Mallow woke up he saw his monkey beside him holding two swords. He collected one from him and they started fighting. As they fought the monkey pushed Robert Mallow and collected the sword from him because he was are are are are are are are stronger than Robert Mallow. The monkey moved closer to him and continued the fight. Robert Mallow got tired and fell. But when he remembered last night dream he rose to his feet and started fighting with the monkey. The monkey moved closer to him and they both hugged each other. Jan Jay had now become the God of Jingle. No one dared to raise a hand on him because he was supposedly divine. He searched for power everywhere. He was daily used

Lizzy's Head: ‘They? Who? What are you talking about?’ I quiz, looking around. In the distance, the shrub ruffles, cricket sings, and the wind picks up speed. Maybe it is the illuminated darkness, I feel a sudden drop in the temperature. ‘J-Jinns! My mother told me the Jinns stay quite active during the night a-and they love long hair.’ Lily stutters, making my eyes go soccer balls. The Jinn’s residence!

Thanks to her mother genes, Jill grew up differently from other kids. Klide and Freea looked at each other. They knew that Jill is the curious type of a kid. Even so, they could not believe that she will be this curious very sooner than they expected. “My daughter,” Freea called. She smiled at her pretty angel and held her hands. “May I know the reason why you wanted to go with your father?” Without hesitation, Jill answered her mom. “Actually, I met a young boy in school. I found out that he’s the one sending the cotton candy in my locker.”

I looked back to Willix and asked him how many female dragons were in Jadeville and who could help deliver his baby. Willix quickly told me of a midwife named Jilly who lived in Jadeville close to the mansion. I held out my hand for him and when he grabbed it I took us straight to Jadeville. “ Let’s hurry Willix and get Jilly. My lycan is hard to contain so we have to be quick.” I said as I looked around the town. Willix took off running towards a small pink house at the end of the street. I ran fast to catch up with him as he stopped in front of the bright pink door. Before he could knock the door flew open and a petite pink haired lady walked out.

She glanced over at Kaileeh, who was staring at Rian. “Is there a lake nearby?” Jillie asked, now looking at me. I nodded. “You didn’t lose it. You just didn’t follow the rain.” “What?” Garret asked. “It was a Wendigo,” she said. “A Wendigo?” Rian asked. “Yep.” “What makes you think that, Doll?” Mason asked.

I said smiling tiredly. My phone buzz from my bag and I stare at it in surprise. I even remember to bring my bag from the car after a ugly I brought out my cellphone and saw Larry's name on the screen. I wonder why he's calling, probably because I'm taking too long to return. " Hi " I mumbled. " Jilly where are you? Mr Zach is here waiting for you and only God knows why he's very determined to wait for you even if you return twenty years later " he said urgently.

She kisses me back with shy eagerness. The End (or is it only the beginning?) That is it for my short story about Lilly and Mr. Storm. I hope that you liked to read it as much as I liked to write it.