Ldshadowlady Lizzie Novels & Stories

Mark had a feeling it had something to do with Megan Flannigan. "I haven't been here before," Lizzie said as she looked around the restaurant and bar. She was "dressed to kill," as she'd describe it, wearing tight skinny jeans and a top that showed her toned belly. With her long dark hair and bright red lips, she drew lots of appreciative male gazes.

I explained. "You mean Mistress Lori?" Lizzie queried incredulously. "I wouldn't live with her if you gave me a million dollars. That woman is a PURE sadist. Through and through." I could not help but laugh. Yeah, Lori had quite the reputation for her love of inflicting pain. "Yeah," I responded. "She's a sweetheart. As long as you stay on her good side. She's threatened me a few times with her rather wicked-looking toys. Needless to say, I didn't forget my night to do the dishes again."

His hair is dark and low. "Dear Shadow walkers," he says loudly. I stand frozen in the spot taking deep breaths as the place gets crowded with the dwellers coming of out their houses. My heartbeat has gotten faster as they stare at me. I look to the ground, trying to calm myself. "This is Alice," Gabriel announces, pointing at me. "Alice Lintle." A few persons gasp in shock while other whisper to one another. "Let's welcome her as one of hers," he adds staring at me. His blue eyes are piercing. "Come," he whispers, stretching his hand to take mine. I look around as I let him take my hand. His grip is gentle as he holds my wrist. "To greatness," he yells, raising my arm high. The crowd cheers

Lilith's POV. I had never seen a dress so beautiful before. Even after staring at it for nearly ten minutes straight, I still found it hard to believe it belonged to me. The material shimmered softly beneath the warm lights of my room, flowing like liquid silver over my fingers each time I touched it. Tiny stones were carefully embedded around the bodice, catching light every few seconds like scattered stars, while the fabric itself looked far too elegant for someone like me to even breathe near.

Aria immediately went to her car with Cassie behind her. Lizzie tried to run after them, but the people's focused turned to her as she was called Lady of The Night. She walked to the stage, took the crown, waved, and smiled, despite thinking of her two best friends. "Wait, Aria, are you sure about this? Because I admit at first, I was willing to go with you since they thought I am in their side, but seeing Frank there, was not good," Cassie said.

She couldn't take on the elites in Aquastead, let alone the ones in Regalia. The luxury car window slowly rolled down. Lizzie glanced at Dawn and was caught off guard for a moment. It felt like she had seen her old self. But soon after, she regained her composure. After sweeping a cold glance over Dawn, she shifted into a smile and opened the door to walk toward Dawn. "Are you okay, young lady?" Lizzie looked concerned. Her kind voice put Dawn into a trance. When she looked up and saw the noblewoman before her, she was stunned in place momentarily and stared at the woman.

“Thanion, Lord of the Underworld, Master of Shadows, Keeper of—” “Get to the point, Zeus.” Thanion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, his patience visibly wearing thin. Zeus chuckled again, unperturbed, and gestured around the room. “You know, for someone who claims to hate their title, you’ve certainly embraced the aesthetic. The torches, the black marble, the... ambiance.” He waved a hand toward the spectral woman, who rolled her eyes and vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving the faint scent of lilies in her wake.

Third Person's POV Lizzie quickly cleared her family from the room, leaving only herself and her mother. She pointed a finger at Edwin and Thomasina, her eyes as cold as ice. "Edwin, you're actually calling the cops on your own family for this woman? Fine. If you let the police take my uncles, I'll leak this bitch's entire private stash of photos to the Wolf-Net tomorrow. Let's see what everyone thinks of your taste!" Thomasina started shaking with fear, quickly yanking on Edwin's sleeve. "Don't call the cops... please. We're the ones in the wrong here anyway. I'm fine. Lizzie is your only blood; don't burn the last bridge between you."

Sharon said with a smile " Oh,,Friday night. I should find something to put on " Lisa said walking into the dressing room,Sharon also followed. " That girl,,Lily,why is she always quiet??" Lisa suddenly asked " I don't know,, but am sure she's not as innocent as her look " Sharon said with a scoff " I think she's really innocent " Lisa said and finally brought out a dress,, " This is nice,, " She smiled and show Sharon who nodded in agreement " It's simple and beautiful and I love the color purple " Sharon said

The bruises on Alexis ass made Lizzie drift back to her days at the strip club, how she was maltreated and abused by many men, including Mike. Lizzie looked all over the house for Mr. Hills. She found him in his entertainment room, where he was immersed in a game of billiards. “Lizzie," Mr. Hill greeted, not looking up from his shot. "What brings you here?" When he took his shot, he wasn’t pleased but when he stood upright to see Lizzie he marveled, “You look hot.” She was dressed in a Jean that accentuated her curves and a tight corset that exposed her cleavage’s. “Mr. Hill I’m concerned for your daughter.” She said.