Lila Rose Author Novels & Stories

I could hear the car start behind me as he reversed and drove out of the car park. I breached the entrance, stepping into the mass hallway as I swivelled past loads of people who were standing around chatting and getting in my way. I walked down the long hallway as my class came into view at the end of the hall. My footsteps came to a stop when I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder. I twisted my head around to come face to face with Lillian Dale. Her blue eyes, which are outlined with mascara, are watching me accusingly. She blinks a few times, revealing the dark eyeshadow she is wearing as she flips her blonde hair over her shoulder. She's wearing a skimpy black top and jean shorts

She placed her pinky finger on her bottom lip, her eyeballs rolled up as she glanced above, struggling to come up with a response. “You see, you’ve got nothing,” Liam laughed triumphantly, his voice ringing with victory while Lila pouted, squeezing her face in a frown. “Me, I love mummy more than you which is why I brought her this!” He announced dramatically as he stepped out in front of me, bringing out his hands from his back in a cartoonish style to reveal a rose flower that was withered from too much handling. “Taalahhh…”

It was gorgeous! "I'm glad you liked it. I had a hard time choosing between Chanel and Gucci." She chuckled then fetched something from her pocket, hiding it with a clenched fist "Close your eyes." "Why? Don't you dare you prank me, Lily." I warned her She shook her head "I won't, just trust me. Now, close your eyes." "Why do I feel more excited than Jenny?" Rose said "Shh. You're ruining their moment, babe." Jibee shushed her girlfriend

Tears slipped down my face. Lila had never betrayed us. She had given up her life to achieve what we had all been pursuing. “The secret ingredient is a life. For him to die forever, his soul must be stripped away alongside another willing participant,” Mother murmured, and I saw the stream of tears rolling down her face. “Oh, Lila.” … Hey, readers! As this book approaches its end, bringing the series to a close, I'd love to know—who has been your favorite character across all three books?

“Hell if I know. Do most people even know Romeo’s last name?” “No. In fact, most people probably don’t even know who wrote Romeo and Juliet, not anymore anyhow.” “So… I don’t know, girly. Maybe your old man will figure it out. Maybe not. I’m just here to make suggestions.” Ella put her hand on his shoulder. “It was a good one. I especially like what you said about me being the girl who lived, the girl who walked out of the tomb. That’s how I’ve felt this whole time, like someone who died and came back to life. Lost and afraid but ready to make myself into something new, someone I couldn’t have been before, if I hadn’t gone through that experience.” Outside, the city was turning into beach, a

The note read: Violet, My beautiful love I have had a special team working on this hybrid rose for you. Ever since I saw the blue flame I knew I could find a way to show you my love for you. And to remind you that with both flames working together you can do amazing things to help others. I love you. Love Jaylor. P.S. Move the paper to reveal the other present. As soon as I removed the tissue paper I saw a note on top of a dress. The note said Happy birthday on it. As soon as I read the note I thought could it really be that time already? Is is really my sixteenth birthday today? I look down lost in my own thoughts and they immediately come to a halt as I let out a gasp when I see the dress

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

He kept cussing in anger. The next day on Dante's way to work, he came across Madam Elena, the mentally challenged woman everyone knows in the street. Though she's mentally challenged, her beautiful voice made her popular. Whenever Dante comes across her, he always made sure he gave her something to eat. Thankfully, he has a hamburger with him so he gave her. "Eat it slowly, okay?" Madam Elena looked at Dante. She smiled out her almost burnt dentition and said, "secret." This is the first time she's speaking and not singing so it surprised Dante. "You're talking!" Dante exclaimed in astonishment.

For heaven's sake, he'd gone through a lot of hell, finally landing a reward and this damn system was trying to terminate it. "I'll accept it", he snapped, stretching out his hands, his fingertips lightly tapping on the Yes button. [Congratulations, host has been rewarded with the Lustful Manual!!] Alan's eyes widened, quietly watching as a book materialized in his hands out of thin air. His mouth hung open, his expression half astonished and half out of his wits. "Xena, what is this thing?", Alan clutched the book, his gaze landing on the........ drawing of two males tangled in a seemingly uncomfortable sex position. Absolutely crude to the eyes.