Lilia Vanrouge Novels & Stories

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

Lady Demi assured, sitting on the rock opposite of her to give her enough privacy and space. “I.. can't feel anything,” Violet ran her finger through her arms. “Except rage. I know because I feel it pulsating through my arms.” “Why do you think of before the feeling occurs?” Violet hesitated, “Her.” “Who? Be specific.” “Lilly Agatha Sinora.”

I whispered. “If Alpha Ragnar has started being kind to you, that only means whatever Cairo did to you was a success,” Mrs. Lilia said. “He’s still quite busy right now, so he hasn’t had the time to speak with you yet… and by the way,” she continued, lowering her tone. “I heard that Alpha Villion has gone somewhere far away. So for now, don’t go near the stream.” I lifted my gaze to her, curiosity flickering in my chest. “Did they say when he’ll be back?” I asked softly.

Chelsea had to bully her heart who was stubbornly insisting to make a run for it and turned around . Lilian was dressed in a simple white silk nighty , yet she looked as if she had descended down from the heaven after strolling around with Etah himself ,a soft silvery glow emanated around her . It wasn't surprising as Lilian's mana was light , the purest mana of all . Watching her walk down the stairs with slow , elegant steps , Chelsea came to a realisation . She wasn't repelled to Rogue's proposal only because he was responsible for her untimely death but also because she was discouraged by Lilian's beauty . Unlike her who looked like a seductress , Lilian was looking like an angel dressed

"She's rather close to the Liu." "Chloe?" Ciaran quickly lightened up with her name. Zephrain shook his head in disbelief, muttering about being hopeless. Zillah smiled as she poured water on her wild peony flowers that changed into different colors as the water hit the petals. "The other Liu. Lucian Liu." "Oh?" Zillah perked up, one of her sleek eyebrows rising in surprise. Now, this is interesting, she thought to herself as she put down the teapot on the table.

She almost knew what Selene was about to say, almost like a premonition, but even after hearing it, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach. “Selene.” Lillia’s voice was dangerously low. “What do you mean it happened to you?” “It means I was also haunted,” Selene’s body trembled as she spoke. “I am Selene Valcrest, daughter of a border Marquis whose lands sat between Wolfsbane and rogue territories. My family specialised in diplomacy and quiet treaties. When I turned fifteen, they hosted an unveiling.”

Anyone can love someone who loves him or her back after all. Meanwhile she tried to distract herself by working out just where David was taking her in the car. Alice has never been very good with directions. However, she tries to follow the route that David is driving through. She is sure that they have never gone this way before. She doesn’t do a very good job of keeping track and, before she knows it, they are going through back roads out of the city and are heading into a heavily wooded area.

Because I can't dream of falling for anyone but her in this lifetime. Until then, my quest to find my mysterious Rachel starts now. ******* Rachel "Rachel, do you think daddy loves Jane," Marline asks, scanning pictures of Brandon and Jane and placing them beside each other. "You know you're smarter than any kids your age," I said, sitting beside as Marline smiled at my words. "And yeah I think your daddy loves Jane, and you know a secret..," "What secret..," Marlin said, suddenly excited by my words. "Well, I don't know for sure… but I think, Jane loves Brandon too, in one way or another,"

The moment they stepped inside, the air hit Lila like warm honey—thick with the scent of expensive perfume, fresh lace, and unmistakable female arousal. Serena Archer greeted them with a slow, predatory smile. “Vanessa, darling… and this must be the delicious Lila.” She took Lila’s hand, holding it longer than necessary, thumb stroking the inside of her wrist while locking eyes. Serena was fifty and dripping sex appeal—blonde-streaked hair cascading over shoulders, full red lips, and massive, heavy breasts straining the thin silk of her blouse.