Lilia Vanrouge Novels & Stories

They dropped their bags on my bed and began pulling out fabrics: lace, silk, satin, velvet… a dizzying parade of luxury. “I don’t understand,” I said, my confusion rising. “You must have the wrong person.” The woman turned to me, that same thin smile curving her lips. “You are Juliette Hales, correct?” I hesitated before nodding. “Yes…” “Then you have nothing to worry about. I’m Lilian, by the way,” she introduced herself as she glided over to the bed. Her fingers brushed over one of the fabrics the young women had laid out, then she lifted it delicately into the air, admiring its sheen.

Oh gods I was nervous. You aren't the only one. Channing and Arachne mindlinked me. We stopped right next to our mates and they lifted our veils, as Eugene, Hades, and I have to say it Alice and Mad Hatter took their seats. Arachne let out a snort as she looked at me. "I know it's hilarious right?" She said aloud. I nodded and then we focused on our mates, as a woman began to speak. Hera. Arachne mindlinked me.

Elara slowly reached inside the dark paper. She pulled out a single, heavily bruised white lily stem. The flower head had been violently crushed, its white petals torn and smeared with dark red residue. As she lifted the broken stem into the air, a sharp, intoxicating scent wafted through the room. It was not the scent of fresh flowers. It was a thick, heavy, unmistakable fragrance of French amber, crushed orchids, and rare musk—the exact, custom-blended Rouge Vane perfume that Lydia had worn every single day of her adult life.

"Lila, please. We know Linda went too far. We know she made a terrible mistake. But she’s your sister. She’s a Vance. We are family, regardless of the... complications." "She’s a criminal," Adrian interjected, his voice like a whip cracking against the marble. He stood up, walking over to stand behind Lila, his hand settling possessively on her hip. He didn't just stand near her; he claimed the air around her. "She committed corporate espionage, attempted to sabotage a trillion-dollar merger, and tried to blackmail the head of Sterling Corp. In any other world, she’d be lucky to see the sun again for the next twenty years."

Camila I stared at the mirror unsure if the person I was looking at was me. My long black was braided a tone side and left to rest on the other side of my shoulder, my brown eyes were bright yet had a sad gleam to them. I wore a long handless black gown that had a long slit, up to my knee. I applied some lipstick and paired my outfit with a silver pair of high heels.

For the past year now, Lizzy has become famous in the city as the most beautiful model, every company is looking forward to having her as their model ***************** Has people sighted Lizzy in OREB'S VENTURES, they couldn't remove their eyes Lizzy was pissed up by the way they were staring at her but she's used to it already People always stared at her, that's one of the reasons she liked disguising. Lizzy entered the main office and went to the secretary office Lizzy is endowed with a perfect body shape, she's a beauty indeed, She has a chocolate color, a firm breast with sexy Hips, bigger Butts, and Curves like a goddess

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.

No lupus garou but her would be Caleb’s mate. The smell of Ragnar pelted Diana before she caught sight of him. Turning, she found he’d sneaked up behind her, sniffing. She was sure he tried to see if Caleb was still keeping her well satisfied. She snarled at Ragnar. He shoved his way between her and Vernetta, his black fur standing on end, his neck just as thick as she’d remembered it, his body hefty and deadly.

MEANWHILE, after the whole event that happened yesterday including where the Margrave raised his blade towards a person for the first time in 15 years, Lilia was feeling pumped at this new change. 'All it took was the words of the young mistress for him to take action.' She thought as she laughed joyfully. 'This gut of mine is telling me that I should follow the young mistress if I want to see something entertaining.' Lilia was originally a mercenary that was sent to kill the Margrave before. She was skilled and was the top mercenary in her guild, that is why she was in demand and always on a mission.

He adds. She was going to be a guest at her own wedding. The idea wasn’t so bad. After all, this wasn’t a normal wedding. Nodding in response, she turns her head away from him and gets lost in her thoughts. ************************************************************ The car pulls up at Bistro Le Cep, a popular French restaurant that only the richest in the country could afford. Liam leaves the car first and goes over to Emilia’s side to open the door. A valet approaches them and Liam hands the keys over to the young man as he leads the way to the restaurant.