Lila My Brilliant Friend Novels & Stories

Golden afternoon sunlight filtered through the large glass windows overlooking the gardens. Everything felt peaceful. Perfect. Exactly what I wanted. Lila appeared beside me. Already emotional. Already crying. “We haven’t even started.” “I know.” “Then why are you crying?” “I don’t know.” I laughed. Then hugged her. Tightly. Because through every disaster. Every heartbreak. Every moment of uncertainty— Lila had always been there. “I’m happy for you.” Her voice cracked. And suddenly I was crying too. Fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. The makeup artist was going to hate us.

"L.. Lady Lilith..." Lilith smiled through her tears. "You don't owe me any silly apology." "But..." "You were brave, when I couldn't find the courage to speak, you did." "You risked your own life and came to Oliver to expose the truth, if you hadn't..." She looked back toward Oliver. "I might really have lost him." Mira completely broke down. "I was terrified, I almost stayed silent." "But you didn't." Lilith squeezed her hands. "And because you didn't.. our family is still together because of you so thank you."

I added. She cried out, louder, “it is serious! Migaeul caught me.” She sniffed. My brows furrowed. I asked, “Who’s Miguel?" “My second boyfriend, they both broke up with me on the spot. Now I’m left with my first boyfriend, Frank… and that is so unfair,” she said. I smiled, “Oh, poor Frank…it’s okay, you can always get another boyfriend. I trust you on that,” I said as I patted her back and handed her a handkerchief from my bag.

Amelia and her family followed shortly after, her duo coloured eyes shining in the light as she nudged Emily who also followed reluctantly. The rest of the nobles remained sullen, rigid as they watched Lillia in irritation, curiosity and malice. But Lillia couldn’t care less as her attention lingered closely on Briar Rose. Since Maera had lighted the lavender candles, her eyes had not left them. They shook slightly, widening as Lillia continued. “No one here is being forced. If you are certain that you do not entertain, welcome or give off evil, then you can join me.”

Lila watches me out of the corner of her eye. “Oh,” she murmurs. “Oh no.” I tear my gaze away. “What?” I snap too quickly. Lila’s mouth twitches. “You’re jealous.” “I’m not.” “You are,” she says, delighted. “Harper Lane. Jealous.” “I am not jealous,” I hiss, mortified. Lila’s eyes sparkle. “This is amazing.” “This is humiliating,” I mutter. Lila leans closer, voice low. “He literally just spent five thousand dollars to keep someone else from having you.”

envy? "I don't think we've met," she said, her voice sharp. "I'm Lila. I own the Lila Rose fashion houses." I gave her a careful, polite smile. "I'm Scarlett. It's a beautiful event." Lila’s eyes got cool. She looked from the necklace back to my face. I saw a new, wary respect in her look. "Yes," she said, her voice less sharp than before. "It is." She snapped her small purse closed and walked out. She left a smell of expensive perfume behind.

Emotions layered: loyalty to Alya a burning core, satisfaction in battle's thrill, protectiveness for Lila making her glance back. Lila as Mist darted through the fray, her pale fur a ghost in the mist, sapphire-blue eyes wide with determination, the star tattoo blazing white as she healed a fallen packmate mid-fight, her touch soothing a gash that knit under her glow. "Fight on!" Lila whined through Mist, her voice gentle but fierce, dodging a claw swipe. Emotions overwhelmed: empathy for the wounded driving her, fear of the shadow twisting her gut, bond with Alya anchoring her courage.

He smirked leaning his face closer to hers. "Even if it cost you, your years long friendship?" Liliana felt several sharp knives being struck at her throat when her ten years long friend simply waved her hand rolling her eyes. "She's just someone I prefer keeping beside me, ordinary face, body and no name of her own except for her father's, she is no match to me that's why I never minded her being my friend, but I do mind you going after her just to win the stupid challenge I offered." Liliana felt like a tub of cold water was shoved over her head, she felt a chill down her spine at her friend's cruel words.

Tatiana took a deep breath closing her eyes, she was wondering who the lady could be but her mind was giving her different suggestion. She bit her lips and turned back, walking away also. ★ LILA AND SCAR SUITE* Lila sighed loudly on revealing everything to scar who was dumbfounded. She bent her head while Scar stared at her blankly. "Like seriously....and you call me a friend!" Scar snapped and Lila looked up. "Why did you have to keep it to yourself!?" Scar asked and Lila exhaled. "I was just oblivious of myself then...sorry for not saying it to you!!!"

I continue, holding up the device, “contains a conversation I recorded earlier this week. A conversation in which Lila makes some… interesting admissions.” I press play, and her voice fills the room, clear and unmistakable. “You think she’s so perfect, don’t you? Well, she’s not. Siena’s just a weak little girl pretending to be strong. And once everyone sees her lose control, they’ll turn on her. They’ll see that I’m the one who deserves to stand beside Raiden.” The recording continues, Lila’s voice growing harsher, more venomous. “It wasn’t hard to push her over the edge. A few drops of the right compound in my perfume, and her wolf went wild. It was almost too easy.”