Lilah Korsmo นิยาย & เรื่องราว

An unfamiliar feminine voice interrupted, startling them. They looked back but only saw Hilda holding her laptop. "Where is that voice coming from?" Dawson asked furiously. "Father, it's here." Hilda replied showing off her laptop where she was on a video call with a lady. "Good Evening, Marlowes! I'm Laila Creed!" She greeted, her bright blue eyes twinkling before the camera.

“This is one of the reasons Adam came crawling back to me!.” Delilah (Aviva) massaged her temples, she rolled her eyes and tried to walk away. “Not too fast!.” Lilith said and pulled Delilah (Aviva) by the arm. “Don’t you want to see Adam?!.” Lilith asked. Unlike the way she had been calmly slapping Delilah (Aviva) on the face with her words she spoke calmly with her eyes like that of a puppy that just saw his treats being thrown away.

"Lilah, I really want you to join me in some games today! You had previously stated that you would play tag with me today, didn't you? The young girl wore a downcast expression, and her words carried with it a tinge of sadness. "I sincerely apologize ..... for not keeping my promise. Because I have to report to the lab today, I won't be able to play with you until tomorrow. I apologize for the inconvenience". The young woman whose name was Lilah spoke with a tone of melancholy in her voice. Her voice was the only thing that could be seen or comprehended; neither her face nor her body could be seen.

I knew I was going to forgive him eventually but I’m enjoying the attention right now and I intend to hold on to that for now. "Em, we are late!" Lilah’s voice brought me out of my reverie, her heels clicked dramatically on the marble floor. "Model selections don’t wait for anyone, not even Paris’s finest!" Lilah, my best friend, stormed into the room like a force of nature. Lilah was always impeccable, dripping in elegance and confidence, her presence commanding attention without uttering a word. The confidence she has is the exact opposite of what an Omega wolf should have. "I needed that entrance," I admitted, grabbing my bag and slipping into my shoes.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

Chapter 4: Forbidden Variety Lila’s secret life was expanding faster than she could manage. Marcus was incredible, but the thrill of the new had her craving more. She signed up for a Wednesday night salsa class at a trendy studio downtown—framed to Ryan as “stress relief and exercise.” He barely looked up from his laptop when she told him. The studio was alive with rhythm and heat. Bodies moved in sync under low lights. Their instructor, **Javier**, was pure charisma—tall, lean-muscled, with warm olive skin, dark curls, and a smile that could melt steel. His hands guided partners with confident precision.

The smile on her face was chilling. I slowly looked over to Liliana. She appeared confused. "Why's everyone silent?" She questioned. I gulped. "Hello Lara, you've met Aurora. That's her sister Liliana." Damon said. "Yes! I think I know them, aren't they the corrupt man's daughters?" "Excuse you?!" Liliana snapped. Lara's lips curved into a smile. "Oh." She looked over at Damon and walked closer to him.

POV: Lila (primary), Nareth (pattern-bearer), Saela (thread-resonant), Maximus (containment watcher), Elora (ink shaping new voice), Kehra (listening for fracture), Vathil (held soil), The Echoform (unnamed presence Lila The morning did not return evenly. Light curled only across the eastern moss, leaving the western grove steeped in a gray that felt less like shadow and more like memory refusing to soften.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

She is beautiful, petite, caramel colour skin, with shoulder length, wavy red hair, big hazel colour eyes, with the longest lashes. Beautiful lips, a beautiful smile. But the scent…. The scent, just isn’t there….. Maybe it wasn’t this girl I’d scented… Maybe with the bar being this busy I was mistaken. Maybe now I had missed my chance at meeting my mate because I had thought it was this girl. “Manuel, this is Lola Castillo from Crimson Night Pack, Lola, this is Manuel Gomez” Lilah smiled as she introduced us.