Ldshadowlady Lizzie Novels & Stories

If he’d persisted, I would’ve come down there and broken every bone in his hand before he could blink. I watched him slink away, then shifted my gaze back to Lizzie. She tossed back the rest of her first drink in one go, throat working as she swallowed. I wasn’t thrilled about her drinking—especially not here—but at least Savannah was sticking to juice and looked completely clear-headed. That was something. The ringleader in the black t-shirt still hadn’t taken his eyes off Lizzie. He leaned toward his friends, muttering something while staring at her. His expression was predatory, calculating.

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

But, in the end, a tiny amount of luck remained. Lizzie discreetly rose from her chair, kissed the sleeping Mavellin on the forehead, took the kerosene lamp, and quietly exited the room. She was dressed in a chestnut brown coat, walked gently out of the castle, and lit the road. Her lone figure was covered in the dense fog by the golden light. "Ninety-six, ninety-seven," says the narrator. With extreme concentration, she whispered a count of her steps. The maid didn't come to a complete stop until she had taken one hundred and one steps.

“Perfect! Alex will love it!” Lizzie blushes slightly at my statement and looks down. “Actually, Alex isn’t coming.” I could tell that she was a bit nervous. Lizzie’s 18th birthday had come and gone right after I had moved in with the family. Alex’s 18th birthday was months ago. Lizzie was aware that at any moment, either one of them could find their mate. I got the impression that she would be quite content to wake up one day and find that Alex was her mate. But the moon goddess had other ideas.

She asked. Hailey smiled at her. She was about to say a reply but Sharon beat her to it. "What is your name?" She asked the girl. The maid glanced between her and Hailey, looking apprehensive. "It– It's Lizzie, Ma'am," she replied. "My name is Lizzie." Sharon nodded and sized the maid up. "And what is her name?" She pointed at Hailey who had ignored them and was busily eating her food. The maid's eyes widened and her lips trembled. "Y–You mean Madam?"

I snatched a doily off of the side table and tried to wrap my arm but it soaked with blood instantly. Hashem was slowly getting to his feet and I turned to face him. “You are a traitor and you will die a coward’s death,” I said, in a whisper but loud enough for him to hear. I reached for my shard as he lunged toward me with a piece of glass. I was just barely able to move and he tried again to swipe at me, this time he connected and got my side. FUCK! I was going to pass out soon, it was too much. Blood, there was blood everywhere. The yelling, the voices and the footsteps were everywhere now, close and I heard the voices yelling in English.

She tells me with a smile. As I walk away I hear her murmuring to her associate. “Did you see her!” “Did you see the resemblance?!” “Could it be? Could she be reborn?” “I don’t know, we need to tell Lord Hofer if he doesn’t already know.” “Silas, or Conrad cannot find out!” “Especially Edgar” “Edgar is a brute, he’s been wanting the Lordship for a millennia. I am sure he killed Ellie, cause she was getting close to find out the truth.”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“Did the little orphan fall down again?” Sierra didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe too loudly. She just watched the trio with lowered lashes. They stood above her like hungry crows: Elara – The Leader: Pale blonde, perfect lips, eyes like chipped quartz. Always smiling when it hurt most. Gloria – The Shadow: Lanky, wolf-eyed, knuckle bruises, laugh like shattered glass. Patricia – The Echo: Pretty brunette, fake pout, sharper tongue than blade. “Maybe she’s waiting for someone to help her,” the wolf-eyed girl said, crouching close enough for Sierra to smell her sour breath. “A prince, maybe?”