Lila X Marinette Novels & Stories

he said, looking at Margaret, “your attention is needed urgently.” Margaret nodded, failing to hide her relief at being needed somewhere else. With a brief, comforting pat to Lila’s back, she followed the server out. The distant sound of sirens approached and Lila closed her eyes, trying to block out the noise and the pain. She had fought so hard to save her marriage, but now it seemed like a losing battle.

She stormed over, her eyes filled with anger, and was determined to disrupt whatever conversation Lila was subtly having with Magnus. "Lila, I’ve noticed you’ve been trying to flirt with my husband,” Lara said, her voice steely with barely-contained rage. "Don’t you realize that what you’re doing could create conflict between Alex and Magnus?" Lila blinked, pretending to be innocent. "Flirting? Me?" she exclaimed. "Oh, Lara, you must be wrong. I'm just being friendly. We're practically family now, Magnus and I." Her smile was overly sweet, hinting at a touch of sarcasm.

"Hmm... Did you believe everything Margot said?" I asked Lila while kissing her neck just below her ear. We were lying in bed, discussing her private conversation with Margot. A less confident alpha might be upset that Luna snapped it in front of others and ran off to speak privately, though I love my mate's confidence. I find myself being proud of Lila and her fierce determination.

Rowan said. His declaration made me smile, and I noticed Philip trying to suppress a chuckle. Philip leaned in, kissing my cheek softly before guiding the two children, followed by Trey and another bodyguard, into the other hall. As I entered the grand ballroom, my eyes immediately fell on Margarette and Lila. The two women's gazes narrowed upon seeing me, their animosity barely concealed behind forced smiles. Lila had married a man who was utterly dependent on his family, and to this day, she blames me for ruining her reputation. Unfortunately, no respectable bachelor wants to marry her. She even tried to seduce Bronn, but she found her experience with Emily far more satisfying.

Lila. The dinner party was hardly the intimate affair I had imagined it would be. There were at least two hundred of Manhattan’s most elite social movers in attendance, and it made it hard for me not to be grateful for the dress Jake’s efficient PA had provided for me at the last minute. It was too short and too tight for my taste, but judging by the similarly bedecked Barbie dolls that were hanging on their date’s arms the look was par for the course. Jake gave the stunning, Reed slim hostess a kiss on both cheeks before putting his hand on my back and introducing me. “This is my fiancée, Lila Moreno. Lila , this is Caroline Vance. She is the chairperson of the Andrew House charity.”

"So... So you're choosing her?" Oliver looked at me briefly before returning his attention to Ria. "The truth is that Lilith is my mate, I found out a while ago, and if she's my mate then you should already know what that means, you and I misinterpreted things and I'm sorry you have to find out this way." Gasps spread throughout the kitchen. Several servants instinctively covered their mouths. Even Ms. Mary looked stunned. Ria took two shaky steps backward. "No." "That's impossible, I'm your mate."

The two of them were basically strangers so she found it weird what the lady just did. She could not help but wonder if the lady was a lesbian and happened to have taken a fancy on her? With that thought she shivered. Terry cleared her throat to disperse the awkwardness in the air . Louisa realised her actions were suspicious and looked away murmuring a sorry to Marina. " It's okay." Marina replied, flashing her a fake smile. Dear readers,the story is getting spicier, a new character emerges. She is Louisa but her real name is Martina , guess what is her relationship with Marina.keep reading to know more.

She could feel the eyes on her—wolves from every clan, elders with sharp gazes, allies and enemies alike whispering as she passed. The stubborn Luna… she heard it in their murmurs. Some spoke it with admiration, others with disdain. But Aria held her head high, her emerald eyes flashing with the fire of a woman who would not bow. She was Varek’s mate, his equal, and tonight she would prove it. Varek’s hand tightened over hers briefly, a silent reassurance. His presence was steady, grounding, his tall form exuding quiet authority. Yet, she could feel the storm brewing inside him—the tension that came when power and love collided.

“Come to gloat about how you fucked up Damien’s proposal?” Lila smiled, ordering a martini. “Actually, I came to offer you a partnership.” Marcus laughed, a low, bitter sound. “Partnership? With you? Lady, I work alone.” “Even when working alone gets you nowhere?” She crossed her legs, letting the dress ride up just enough. “Elena left him, temporarily. But he’s already trying to win her back. Flowers. Apologies. The whole pathetic routine. If we don’t do something, they’ll reconcile within weeks.”

Marla leaned in until her lips brushed Lillieth’s ear, voice a soft, terrible whisper. “I want you to suffer,” she breathed. Lillieth’s pulse stuttered. Marla pulled back, smile megawatt and bright, like she was on the verge of laughter. “But,” she added, “I’m not stupid enough to kill you. I enjoy breathing. So we’re going to… pace ourselves.” Cassia rolled her eyes. “Just start, Marla. It’s freezing down here.” Marla’s sweet expression didn’t crack. “Tomas?”