Lilia Vanrouge X Reader Novels & Stories

Sike and Nessa were closer to the entrance, like they always were, ready to run if something came. Just a dream. The same dream. The one I had been having for as long as I could remember. I wiped the sweat off my face and tried to slow my breathing. It never got easier. Every time I saw that woman fall, every time I heard that little girl scream, I woke up feeling like I had been the one hit by that arrow. . . . My name is Lila. I am twenty years old, and I have been a rogue my whole life.

says Brent, “Lilia, you tell us whatever places you’ve been in and we’ll get to work.” Lilia narrates to them a list of all the places she is associated with, from her first orphanage and her first foster home to the café where she had been fired from the night she had first met the three of them. “Right, let’s get to work,” says Damion and the three of them leave the room, Brent kissing Lilia on his way out. * Carl is sitting on a sofa in his mansion looking at two naked girls in front of him kissing each other.

I roar and release my load into her at the same time. "Oh, Jarek… it's too much…oh God!" Lily cries out as her body jerks in my arms. I anchor her with one arm while continuing to rub her clit and rolling her into a second climax. Getting Liliana off is the biggest turn-on I've ever experienced, and watching her come apart in my arms is a close second. We're both left panting and heaving, but neither of us moves to separate from the other. I could live inside of Liliana's cunt if it were possible. Unfortunately, there's no help in me softening and slipping out of her because she's so lubed up down there.

"Whatever suits your fancy, cara mia." Lily, oblivious to the emotional earthquake in the room, beamed. "Really? You mean anything?" she confirmed, her voice bubbling with childlike excitement. He cleared his throat, containing some of that mushy affection. "Yes." It was a subtle scene, this love between them, a quiet understanding that played out in fleeting glances and soft touches. Enzo the stoic, Enzo the ruthless, was whipped by a shy girl with a stutter. How amusing. My brother never sought love from a woman, and yet the Big guy up there granted just that in the most unexpected form: a kind-hearted, timid doctor named Lilliana Russo-Ah, correction, now Lilliana Salvadori.

But for Lilia, none of that mattered. Her eyes were fixed on the painting—the last item of the night. "Horizon’s Lament," a masterpiece by Elian Devereux, the last work from the renowned artist before his untimely death. She had spent months studying it—memorizing every brushstroke, tracing the artist's intentions in catalog prints, and immersing herself in its history. This was more than just a painting. It was her last connection to something pure, something untouchable. And tonight, she was determined to win it.

she muttered, her eyes fixed on the book which was so dusty and crisped. Quickly, Lilia sat on her bed and flipped through the first page, her curious eyes glanced through each word. This book was a gift bestowed on her on her ninth birthday by Mama Gunad, the book that contains the legendary story of the cursed werewolf no human has ever laid eyes on. With a racing heart, Lilia flipped through each page as the first three pages failed to mention the name of the werewolf.

Victoria stood behind her, one hand wrapping around Lila’s throat from behind, squeezing just enough to make her vision blur at the edges. “Beg me to edge you harder,” Victoria whispered hotly against her ear, her own massive cock rubbing between Lila’s ass cheeks. “Tell your CEO how badly you need to be denied.” “Please… Ms. Nyxar… edge me,” Lila gasped, voice hoarse and broken. “Please don’t let me cum yet.” Victoria smiled against her neck and tightened her grip on Lila’s throat while her other hand stroked Lila’s cock in long, torturously slow strokes.

The consequences of her defiance ended up with her being in my arms, her lips assaulted by mine, and moaning under me on my bed. ‘Don’t test me, Alpha. I’ve sworn to protect Luna, no matter who stands against her—even you.’ His words carried an intensity that was hard to ignore, and for a moment, they struck a chord. Kai cared for Lila in a way that wasn’t territorial but genuine. It was loyalty born from something deeper than duty. I respected that, even if I wouldn’t admit it aloud. ‘I’m your Alpha, and you will obey me. Now focus on the road and stay silent,’ I replied sharply, severing the link before he could argue further.

He started to tilt his face until Liana felt the breath getting closer. Liana's hand gripped tightly made her unable to rebel, she refused and she shook her head. Her heart was beating fast and a feeling of disgust surrounded her. Without waiting further, Revan put his lips on Liana's and crushed her lips greedily. He looked hopeless and disappointed because Liana did not kiss him back, even didn't open her mouth. With her martial art skill, Liana herself out of Revan's hand. She pushed hard Alex's body. Finally it succesfully made Revan stay away and weak.

LILA Several hours after my explosive outburst, I found refuge in a dimly lit bar, my identity concealed beneath a shroud of a scarf and dark shades. I had regained my composure, sitting in solitude, my fingers dancing over my phone, engrossed in the compromising photos that had arrived via an anonymous sender. With each passing moment, the truth etched itself deeper into my consciousness. Though my instinct screamed for Blaise to shoulder the blame, the images revealed unsettling loopholes. I zoomed in on a photo, the one capturing a moment between Amanda and Blaise. Their lips locked in what seemed like a forbidden kiss. Yet, as I delved deeper, the truth unfolded. Blaise's hands rested no