L Word Fiction Novels & Stories

𝙻𝙾𝙻. 𝙱𝚢𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢. 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜. -------------- Landon sighed as he closed the pages of the book and threw it back to the dark corner he picked it from.

Governments mobilized. Markets crashed. Faith exploded. And Lily— Daughter of Lucifer. Former Convergence. Anchor without throne— Opened her eyes. They were not gold. Not crimson. But something new. Horizontal light. And she said— “Link them.” The world held its breath. And the lattice began forming.

He thought he was quite intelligent. "I'm afraid I don't follow." He said as she went back to the front desk. "Lily's book is based on the role-playing game Dungeons and Dragons." Her eyes sparkled again. "Just like so many others, she's given us a world to escape to. A heroine tasked to kill a dark sorcerer when, in reality..." the woman stopped, "I can't spoil it for you! You'll just have to read it." She said as she rang him up. Was this how everyone reacted to Lily's book?

“Every night I touch myself thinking about you pinning me down. About you telling me to be quiet while you— A soft creak made me freeze. Footsteps. Someone was coming down the aisle. Heart hammering, I quickly folded the letter and shoved it between the pages of my notebook. My fingers were still trembling when I looked up. It was just Mrs. Willow, the librarian, pushing a cart of books. She gave me a small smile and kept moving. I let out a shaky breath and pressed my thighs together under the desk. God, what was wrong with me? Conrad didn’t even know I existed. He was the golden boy—star quarterback, confident, untouchable. And here I was, writing the kind of things that would ruin me if a

It unfolded, Pages burst outward from its body, fanning around it like wings of text, Each page hovered in the air, spinning slowly. Each one contained a different Liora, A Liora who forgave Kael, A Liora who let the pack burn, A Liora who walked away from everything, A Liora who died in childbirth, A Liora who never rose at all. She could feel each one. Could remember writing some of them, Could barely survive looking at others. “You are a fiction,” the creature said. “Just like us.” “No,” she said, softly. “I chose.”

He continued “I've decided to marry Caroline as soon as possible because she’s a loving woman and I’m sure she’ll take great care of my kids.” “Do you mean she'll be our new mother?” Asked my 10-year-old brother. “Yes darling.” My father replied. “Look dad, I don’t have any objection but are you sure about your decision? I mean you’re wealthy and handsome at the same time…” I hesitated and tried to convey my message to my dad in simple words. “What do you mean Lana? She Isn’t a gold digger.” My dad looked surprised at what I said. “She's not calling her a gold digger but I think she’s right” Anna tried to cover up for me in a light tone.

L for LOVE? GilVelasco Silly! That is short for lock down … JoanVP officially Shipping #GilYan heart eyes GilVelasco Cousin! Shut up!! Hehehe VanessaSmith finally!!!…Seems mom is right! ttyl bro! Hearts, hearts and more hearts and heart eyes comments. She was so engrossed reading all the comments that she did not notice Gil was already in front of her. She almost threw her phone away in astonishment.

"The Mirror of the Moon. You are still thinking about it." It was not a question but rather a statement. A very certain statement. Not even a sliver of doubt can be heard. For a moment, Luna got a weird feeling that Wulfric, like Lamea, can read thoughts. But she soon squelches that notion. Impossible. Lamea told her she has not met any other that has the same gift as her. Clearing his throat twice to get the girl's attention, Wulfric only continued after making sure that Luna was listening.

“Ok I’m going to give you one chance to lure me into the world you have created. My wife talked highly of it.” “What do you mean 'lure you' sir?” “You have the synopsis?” “Yes sir,” Ludo opened her laptop bag and got a piece of paper and wanted to hand it to Mr. Visashi. “No. Keep it for now.” Ludo was surprised. “Where is the manuscript?” “Its in the bag sir.” “Ok, tell me about your story. What genre is it?” “Crime fiction.” Mr. Visashi’s face brightened. It had been a while ever since a writer had come who was in the genre of crime fiction.

Fu Yandong whispered to himself angrily while clenching his fists tightly. Authors’ notes: J: What’s with L's obsession with the bottom being so weak?! I feel that he’s even weaker than me! L: That’ll make him very cute (at the back) J:... J: i don’t like this…WTF is going on here (smile cry