Liara Shepard Novels & Stories

Liara laughed again—more freely this time. ⸻ There was warmth in the room. Soft. Slippery. Strange. And for the first time since she stepped into this world, Liara didn’t feel like a prisoner or a project. She just felt like a girl eating breakfast with people who might, possibly, be something like… almost. Almost family. ⸻ They kept talking. Not about threats. Not about surveillance or enemies. Just small things. Celeste told a story about setting Asher’s shoes on fire when she was ten.

She was about letting go, when a memory of how her father was slaughtered came to her view and with such fierce anger running through her vein, she pulled out a short knife she had in her body all the while and slit the throat of the king. Everyone gasped, seeing blood spilling on the floor as the king fell to his knees and eventually to the ground. “I am Aliaria , my father was killed and so was my mother. I may not know their history, but the general principle of the world I came from is simply those who kill by the sword would also die by the sword.” She finished off and left the arena, while everyone simply stared on. “You did well Aliaria. I was thinking you were going to show mercy. Ho

—I don't want to, she's bad dad. —I know honey, you already told me, that's why I need to talk to her. I have promised you that I will not let anyone hurt you. —The girl threw herself into the arms of her father, he was perfect. Luciana felt thousands of butterflies in her stomach, Santiago was being very tender and why deny it, she liked that.

“I thought you would have learnt some manners by now?” “I would have.” Something dangerously low resonated under Xander’s voice. “If you had learned to stop flirting with any woman you saw.” “Beautiful woman, you mean.” Oliver let out a loud laugh, before drawing his gaze back to me. I watched something dark flicker in his eyes for a bit, before disappearing again. “And Kieran here isn't just beautiful, she's a goddess. A reincarnation of the moon goddess herself.” “Don't you dare.” Xander warned and I almost grinned at how territorial he sounded. “Don't you try to…”

There's no way I'll let her slither away this time, not when I'm so close to getting the answers I need. "We'll go together Henley, you have my word," "You know my name and I don't know yours," I put the car into gear as I resumed driving. "I know your name because I named you," she replies. I really don't know exactly what to say to that. Each time she replies, it just occurs to me just how much catching up we have to do. "My name is Neila Ridley, " I take in a huge breath before nodding. "Thank you for telling me your name, Miss Niela Ridley,"

“Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.Aster Likaya, Captain of the Zeraph Republic Voltiir Corps. Serial number 3349-88766.” She repeated the phrases in her head, desperate to focus on something that didn’t involve the seeing numbness that had overtaken her body. The death of one Druid and the departure of another had weakened the vine wall that was separating them from their vessel.

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

but even that physical pain was nothing compared to the humiliation. She - Liana Vale , second daughter of the Vale family, hailed as Meridian City’s top beauty, a medical genius, spoiled since childlhood-since when had she ever suffered like this? It was all because of that idiot Aria! No-maybe she wasn't an idiot at all. Maybe she'd been playing dumb from the very beginning. At that thought, Liana’s eyes burned blood- red with rage. "Aria Vale!!! I swear I'l kill you!" If - no, when - she got out of this and made it back to Meridian City, she'd make Aria pay for every second of this. She'd turn her life into a living hell.

On the day my parents file for bankruptcy, my adopted brother and fake heir, Oliver Bilson, is also diagnosed with leukemia. To earn enough money to pay his medical bills, I brave the snow and winds and continue working even on New Year's Eve. When I hand over the food delivery to the scion, Charlie Jetton, he suddenly knocks the cake over. "Why weren't you more careful when making the delivery?" he demands. "Don't you know that Mr. Bilson spent a million dollars to specifically order this cake for Olly?" I'm about to make a retort when I hear three voices that I'm intimately familiar with coming from within the warm villa. "It's okay. It's the thought that counts, Mom and Dad." The vo

She had stood tall and alone, enduring the scorn with quiet resilience that few could have managed. The vision shifted seamlessly to the dense forest, revealing layers of manipulation by Selene, waves of fear, and profound loneliness. Aria had been hunted relentlessly, time and again, through shadows and threats that never seemed to end. The visions flowed without pause or mercy, each one building upon the last to paint a complete picture of her existence.