Lilia Vanrouge X Reader Novels & Stories

LILA Lyric dragged me away. She stopped in front of a narrow linen closet, shoved the shelves aside, and opened a hidden door behind them. I followed her down a spiral stairwell into a room filled with old candles and broken charms. She grabbed a cracked wooden box off the shelf and dropped it onto the floor between us, then knelt, pulled off the lid, and spilled out a dozen cowries, each painted with symbols I used to recognize in sleep. “I sent you these,” she said, voice low, fingers moving across them like they were still warm. “One every month. One after every moon. You never replied.”

Lila The first thing I was aware of was a male voice in the distance. Each word was pulling me to wake up but my chest felt heavy and God did my body hurt. I knew that voice. It belonged to the morning news anchor on Channel 8. Derrick Green. He had interviewed me three months ago and I found myself watching him everyday since then. He had a lovely voice and an even lovelier face, something Orion had always been jealous about. “…tragic news reaching our desk this morning. Lila Sterling, heiress and CEO elect of Sterling Global, is in critical condition after a fall from a balcony last night during her engagement to her long time boyfriend Orion Vale. Doctors say she may not make it, reportin

Her thighs trembled, and Ethan obeyed, his tongue tracing her folds, finding the spot that made her curse under her breath. Lila pulled off with a wet pop, smirking. “Bet you’re a virgin, huh?” She didn’t wait for an answer, climbing onto the table and spreading her legs. “Chloe, bring him here. I want that mouth next.” Chloe slid off, her face flushed, and yanked Ethan up by his arm. His legs wobbled as she pushed him toward Lila. The darker girl grabbed his hair, guiding his face between her thighs. Ethan’s glasses were askew, useless now, but he didn’t need to see. Lila’s taste was different and she wasn’t gentle. She fucked his mouth with her hips, her moans echoing in the empty library.

Lila moaned, grinding against him instinctively. Victor’s hand moved between her legs, rubbing her through her shorts. “You’re already wet for me.” Lila whimpered, hips moving against his hand. Victor kissed her neck, sucking marks into her skin as he rubbed her faster. “Tell me you want this,” he whispered. “I want this,” Lila breathed. Victor slipped his hand into her shorts, fingers finding her wet folds. He rubbed her clit in slow circles, then pushed two fingers inside her. Lila moaned loudly, gripping his shoulders.

Lucy is barking and growling up a storm inside my head and it’s all I can do to keep still. Lilia pulls away from Alaric’s hug, fat heavy teardrops falling from her eyes to a puddle on the floor. “It’s fine… I didn’t expect such a wise and handsome Alpha King to love me… I just didn’t realize you had a mate bond with someone else…” She sniffles, the sound disgustingly wet.

spoke the alpha king and she nodded in excitement She was looking around her at all the beautiful roses and flowers when she felt someone push her against roses full of thrones as she tried to protect her face she put her wrists in front of her , she tried standing up her wrists bloodied and full of cuts , " why did you do that ?" she yelled at her " you deserve worst for fooling our alpha king ." " I'm his mate how did I fool him ?" said an angry wren Lilia proceeded kicking her ribs and pulling her hair , as wren tried protecting herself " he deserves a stronger mate not a peasant like you ." spoke Lilia then ran away as she felt his presence

I’m such a pathetic, cock-addicted sister-stealer and it feels so fucking good. Rhys flipped her over onto her stomach, face pressed into Elena’s pillow, and took her from behind even harder. His hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back as he railed her. “Tell me how much you love it,” he demanded. “I love it! I love being your secret whore! I love stealing your cum while my sister thinks you’re loyal!” Lila cried out, pushing back to meet every thrust. “I want you to keep fucking me even when she’s home. I want you to sneak into my apartment and fill me up while she waits for you downstairs.”

Stone holds, pup—stand, fight! Lila crouched behind a fallen ash tree, her chestnut ponytail swaying in the wind, hazel eyes wide but steady, her parchment scroll clutched in her hands, charcoal stick smudged with ash, sketching the ravine’s runes, her fingers trembling from the chill, her wool cloak wrapped tightly around her, her tunic stained with sweat, the hum of magic a puzzle she’d solve, the wind making her breath fog, the violet glow of the runes casting an eerie light on her face, the bone shards on the ground glinting nearby, the ravine’s walls looming, the air shimmering with dark magic, her courage a quiet flame in the shadowed Veil, the scent of decay a call to action. Spark, h

Her eyes met his, playful and piercing, and the small smile curling on her lips felt like an invitation, coaxing him closer, making each heartbeat echo loudly in his chest. As he took another cautious step, a loose floorboard beneath him shifted with a gentle pop. Startled, he bent down, revealing a hidden nook beneath the wood. Inside lay a leather-bound ledger, the pages yellowed and soft with age. His pulse jumped. The ledger was thick with secrets—payments from Michael to a man named Raven, cryptic notes that linked the house explosion to a carefully staged insurance scam. The weight of it pressed into his palm, a dangerous, thrilling secret promising the revenge he had long imagined.