Lilah Novels & Stories

and a with a click of the Kings fingers she is immediately grabbed by two guards and escorted out behind me. Opening the large double doors of the pack house, Lilah storms down the steps before stopping at the bottom. Looking around at the gathered crowd she calmly states "Lincoln here was so kindly gifted to me by the goddess as my mate. He however proceeded with rejecting me without following the laws of witnesses being present." Her voice carrying clearly across the silent crowd, "so...now we have witnesses from both families present along with the pack. I believe it's time to proceed, first I would like to invite Lincoln to learn his first lesson before wa

Whoever she was, she was terrified. "Hey," I said, gentler this time. "I'm not going to hurt you." She sniffled and slowly lifted her gaze to meet mine. There was something familiar about her—something that sent a chill down my spine. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Her lip trembled before she spoke. "My name is Lilah," she said, her voice hoarse. "And I... I'm .... supposed to be a luna of Adamant pack, I ran away from the Alpha ... and Kade's men captured me as a rogue."

Neither do I. I wear my Mafia princess mask perfectly, blinking my eyes rapidly at Rayne like a wet puppy. "What the fuck are you doing, Lilith," he hisses. I shrug nonchalantly. "Is this not what you asked for? A willing and obedient wife. I am giving her to you." The reaction on his face is priceless. He seems to be unsure of what to feel, horror or fluster? "So this is willing and obedient to you?" He questions. "Is it not? Or are our definitions countering?" I grin widely. "We do not have to talk to much. I am hungry and we are in Paris, the city of light. Just bring out your black card and let's spend away, baby," I finish with a wink.

She suddenly hears and turns around jyst as her bedroom door opened. "Miss Betty? Goodmorning! I am Lilah, your maid, i have xome to help you to get ready!" A shirt looking youg woman introduced herself while stepping inside her room. "Oh hi, i am already dressed so let's get it ovee with shall we, i don't want to make him angry by being late, God knows what he will do then!" Betty chukled cooly. "You will be alright miss, you look like his wife who has died so.....anyways just follow me, i will bribg you to him" Lilah said to change the subject, realizing she told Betty something she should not have!

She tried to sit up , wincing slightly - nursing her waist to see whether or not she even had a single bone intact . " Oh , you are awake ?" Lilian sat up straight throughly startled , at the sound of an unfamiliar voice .For a few minutes she couldn't make out what was happening but then she saw a young girl sitting on a raised stone on the surface of what looked like a cave - and Lilian realized that it A nymph . Lilian blinked , not understanding what was she doing in a cave but then her gaze drifted over to Chelsea whose face was flushed and she seemed to be having a hard time breathing .

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

“What’s wrong?” She lifts her head, her big brown eyes red-rimmed and filled with tears. “My friends… they won’t play with me,” she mumbles, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “They said I’m an omega and I’m weak.” I frown, brushing hair strands from her face. “That’s not true. What’s your name?” “Lila,” she says, her voice small. “I’m six.” “Six, huh? That’s a great age.” I grin, trying to coax a smile from her. “I’m Tessa. How about you and I play something? Show those friends of yours you don’t need them to have fun.”

She pushed the plate toward him. “I’m not hungry.” “Little girls have to eat.” “I’m not little!” she fired back, her face reddening. “I’m fourteen. Three candles already.” “What does that mean?” “You start with one candle when you are seven. Two when you are ten. Three—from thirteen to seventeen. And if you are really good, really dedicated to the fight, you join the Light Patrols after that. Girls, too.”

Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!” He pointed a high, magnificent floating isle where water sprang. They all looked up to it, slack-jawed and unable to speak. It was an amazing sight to look at. It almost reached the sky and the falling water appeared like angel’s wings. With the sight of the Virsathen, Ellaine remembered her dream. She once wanted to see it to know if it really was the same tree she dreamt about. Now she would finally find out. But if she did find it out, what would she do next?