Liana Perlich Novels & Stories

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

Meanwhile, Jelena Savage was facing a challenge in her office. On her desk was a letter and painted on the letter was the lifelike image of a beautiful white lily. This was the presence of Primal, the white Lily represented unblemished Al. The claim of Primal was to restore the Al race to what they originally were. It was popularly known among humans and Al that Primal had caused the Crisis but the Coalition Administration and leaders of the Human Alliance knew better.

MARIA'S POV. The next morning came quickly. And for the first time in years, I slept like a child who had no reason to worry. I.was finally going to get my revenge on Allen. I walked down the marble stairs with my hand on the railing. The house was quiet. For a moment I felt like I was the only person alive. Adam was a busy woman. Unlike me who stayed in the shadows, Adam liked the spotlight— everything was to help me anyway.

Thus, even a great fighter would have a difficult time taking down a dragon in shifted form regardless of the species. Leah began shifting back to her human form. Theo had to admit, she looked incredibly sexy in her form fitting green dress, her hair styled in a fancy twist with a green clip to hold it in place. The back of her dress was low cut and the bottom of her dress stopped just below her knees. She looked sexy, yet elegant at the same time.

“She gave up? Liliana gave up? That doesn’t make sense. The memories—the emotionless part—how did she become like this? And why haven’t her memories revealed anything about you?” Lia took a deep breath, steadying herself. “Liliana is the first of her kind. The perfect creation made to bleed money.” “Perfect creation by who?” Lia hesitated. She wanted to say the name, but something deep inside stopped her. “I… I can’t utter his name.” Lilly’s frustration was palpable. “Why not? It’s not like you’re speaking out loud! These are your thoughts, woman. Nobody can read your mind—not even me. I only hear what you choose to project.”

He looked at Lucas. Lilian smiled. “My daughter’s only three years old, Mr. Sinclair. There’s no risk and young mistress had always wanted to meet her.” Alexander considered it. The presence of a child could be a welcome distraction for Aria. After a moment, he nodded. “Fine. But you know you’ll have to sign the NDA?” “I already signed it,” Lilian assured him. “I love the young mistress like she’s my sister and I’d never betray her.” Alexander studied the woman, she was a lot more audacious than other staff. “Good. Please don’t betray her.”

"You…" Lilliana could not stand it anymore and leaned over to her daughter's cell phone. She then said to the camera, "When did you become so evil? You were the one who ruined Sherlyn's career! Goran would've given her his full support, and she was due to make our family proud once she becomes the next generation of Goran's lead actress! You were the one who interfered with that, and that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is now gone!

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

Liana stopped there, leaving the rest to everyone's imagination. What a storyteller! Alyssa smiled so much. She contemplated whether she should toss her some money for her performance. "So, Ms. White cut you? How could—" Rosaline covered her mouth, looking shocked. "How could you hurt my daughter!" she cried furiously, pointing at Alyssa. "Why are you so wicked! Fight with your words, not your hands! "Liana is a pianist. These hands of hers have won her hundreds of national piano awards! Piano is her life! If she can no longer play the piano because of you, we won't let this go even if the Taylors back you up!"