Liam And Eden Novels & Stories

In time, maybe we could be whole once more. “I wanted to talk about something else, though, while we have a moment alone, Aria,” Liam said. “Yeah?” “I know you want to keep us a secret right now,” he said, “but how will we explain it that we live together? And is the fact that I’m Joe’s father also a secret?” “For now,” I said. Earlier, when I’d told Liam I wanted to keep our budding relationship private for now, he’d taken the news well enough. He’d gone stone-faced again, but recovered quickly.

Liam said amusingly as he buckled his belt. I cleared my throat, still feeling quite awkward about what I just saw. How can Hela be betraying her boyfriend like this? These two are unbelievable, I just feel sorry for the poor guy. He thinks his girlfriend is the best thing that happened to him. "Hello, I'm talking to you." Liam said, snapping his fingers. "Are you daydreaming about me now?" That made me want to puke. "What? No, ewww. Never." I responded, shaking the thought out of my head.

Liam said softly, reaching for the warm vanilla milkshake Flinn had just placed on the side table. Eden held the cup between both hands, the warmth grounding her a little. She had been starving earlier, but the hunger had burned itself out under the weight of everything else. “Are you hungry?” Liam asked gently. She shook her head. “No.” “Eden, are you ready to see him?” Flinn finally spoke, his tone low but steady. Eden blinked. “Where is he?” “Are you ready?” Flinn repeated. She stared at Liam, searching his face for some anchor. Slowly, she nodded.

We reached the couple after a few minutes of walk and stopped. "Hello, I hope you both are having a nice time. You both look so beautiful and in love. I know you both don't know us, but let me introduce you. I am Emma Salvatore, an artist and this is Liam. Your beautiful moment caught my artistic eyes which is why I couldn't resist and paint this heartwarming moment on my canvas." I inform while taking the canvas from Liam's hand.

"I have to go. I can't stay here. We'll need to regroup somewhere else. Maybe down south. Pasadena or something." "Don't worry about it. Do you want me to go with you?" I managed a smile as I looked at my friend. "No. I want you to stay with Derrick and be in love for the both of us." ___ Liam worked until dark. When he finally realized he couldn't see anything other than his computer screen anymore, he stood and stretched. It was only then he noticed the silence of the house. ______

Liam asked, nuzzling Eden's neck. "Behave yourself," she scolded him. "We have company." "I can't help myself. You are just so—" Before Liam could say anything R-rated, Eden stood on tiptoes and silenced him with a kiss. "I told you to behave," she warned him as they drew apart. Turning to Marybeth, she added, "This is my new friend, Marybeth. Her best friend is a huge fan of yours." For five minutes, Marybeth was a tongue-tied blubbering mess, unable to think of anything smart or witty to say. But somehow, she must have strung out a coherent sentence because the next thing she knew, she and Liam were already video-calling Scarlett.

It doesn’t look as if his father has spared any expense on the cabana. Liam puts his mobile on the docking station and selects a playlist, we’re both heavily into Drake right now and together we eat our sandwiches and chat about how hard it was this year at school. I’m excited to see what my surprise is and also for our first night together in the large king-sized bed. My stomach flutters, those butterflies are going crazy. I’m still slightly nervous but I know as soon as Liam’s hands are caressing me and his lips are on mine, I won’t be.

Liam kept his promise. He called every morning. Texted throughout the day. And stayed on video calls until Emma fell asleep. Every weekend, they watched movies together. Sometimes they even cooked together over video. Everything felt perfect. Everything felt normal. Until it didn't. Six months later. Emma sat on the couch staring at her phone. 10:47 PM. No message. No call. Nothing. She sighed and checked her screen again. Still nothing. Liam had promised to call at eight. It was almost eleven.

"Alpha, if I had a bride half as beautiful as she was, I would hide her from the world too." "Thank you, Edgar. You're very good for my ego." I said and blushed even more when he kissed the back of my hand smoothly. Liam looked at me with so much pride that I thought I would burst. Who knew remembering someone's name would make someone other than my uncle and Maddy look at me with so much pride. We stayed and chatted with them for a few minutes before he steered us away from them. "For such old men, they sure talk a lot." He mused, and I laughed. He introduced me to other key members of the pack. All through, I kept my eyes on Grace, and I was happy that our paths didn't cross at all.

just that he was the captain of the hockey team,tall, confident,his mortal enemy and sitting across from Leah like he belonged there. Liam looked between them, baffled. "Leah, what is this? What’s going on?" She didn’t get the chance to answer. "So this is why you’ve been ghosting me? Because your new little boyfriend here gives you pastries and listens to your rants?" Leah stepped forward, eyes wide. "Eden, stop. This is Liam. He's…" "I don’t care who he is," Eden snarled. "You want to play the innocent act, but you’ve been sitting here giggling like some lovesick schoolgirl while I’ve been out of my mind trying to find you."