Lilia Vanrouge X Reader Novels & Stories

LILIANA POV He pulled me inside the shower. The warm water soothes my skin. We are both naked as we enjoyed each other's company. Xavier placed some body wash on my back. His touch tickles my skin. I got some shampoo and placed it on my hair. I feel so good thinking that I will take a bath together with my husband. Xavier hugged me from behind. I can still feel his hardness. I turned around to meet his eyes, it was full of lust. He touched my lips and I felt hungry for his kiss again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. I love him so much, he is my life. I want to remember my past, in that way, I may live a normal life with him in this present time. Our kiss becomes deeper and

her voice a soft whisper, bold enough to ask, but the uncertainness of her tone had my heart doing that damned thing again. ‘Please just fucking say yes. I can’t spend time with her right now, but fuck.... I want to. I need to. I’ll suck your dick if I have to. Just.....please,” Chaos begged. I wanted to burst out laughing, but instead, I found myself nodding in agreement. Not for him.....for her. What the fuck is happening to me? Lilliana slipped off her clothes, climbing beneath the steaming water. The tips of her hair dipped beneath the surface, and I quickly grabbed a tie, pulling her hair up into the messiest bun I’ve ever seen, “Sorry, I’m not very good at that.”

Liliana sat beside me, her hand wrapped in white bandages, her face pale but determined. "Viktor is really dead this time?" she asked quietly. "Yes. I watched him die." "And Lila?" "Escaped. But she's alone now. Without Viktor's resources, without his connections, she's just one person with a grudge." "One person who looks exactly like me and knows everything about our lives." I squeezed her uninjured hand. "We'll deal with that when the time comes. Right now, I just want to get you somewhere safe and make sure you're okay."

She , Rogue and Lilian had done so much damage to each other blinded in their pride, selfishness and ego , they left no leeway for themselves . " I am sorry " . " Me too " said Chelsea as she patted Lilian on her back " I -" she wanted to say something but all of a sudden, Lilian stiffened " What's wrong ?" " Take me to my room hurry !" said Lilian sounding both terrified and scared as she hid her face in her hands . " But what's happening-" " just hurry before anyone see me !" please leave or drop a review down and do checkout my other book a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden on goodnovel

The secretary has been waiting since morning. “Ver, I don’t have it with me at home. Let's do it tomorrow? Lily opened a small green book and laughed softly. Her photograph is spread. It seems that then he and Elya were walking in the garden, the collar of a gray shirt is visible. “Rokotova Lilia Sergeevna,” Lilya read aloud. - What, you can't believe it yourself? - The headman looked into the student room. - Lil, we are friends and, consider, also relatives.

Yes, this has happened two times with female employees. Lilly on the other hand is pure and sweet and gorgeously sexy in all her clumsiness. She isn’t asking me to fuck her. She has never shown any interest in me, except professionally and it seems that this is a major turn on for me. But it is not only her professionalism that draws me to her. Her natural submissiveness, her pure and naive personality and something more. Something I can’t put my finger on. Her reaction to the punishment I gave her this Wednesday shows more than natural submission. She likes punishment, she likes to be dominated. Afterwards she was relaxed and focused, just as she was the first few days as my PA. But I could

Lila had spent weeks perfecting the deception, stepping into her sister’s life from the shadows with one goal: ruin her relationship with Leo beyond repair and take her place in every possible way. It took her long to get here, and she was thrilled to play the role of Ivy Blackwood. Lila crossed her arms, schooling her expression into one of cold indifference. “I can’t do this anymore, Leo.” “Hey, baby, talk to me.” His voice was hoarse, desperate. He reached for her wrist, trying to steady her, but the moment his fingers brushed against her skin, Lila jerked away like his touch burned her. “I said don’t touch me!” Her voice cracked as she shoved him back.

But she remembered the rabbit’s heartbeat, the way the forest had sung in her blood, the hunger that hadn’t belonged to her. “I…” Her voice faltered. “I don’t want this.” “No one does,” Rowan said simply. “But wanting doesn’t change the bloodline.” “The bloodline?” Rowan straightened, expression shadowed. He moved to a shelf, pulling down an old leather-bound book. The cover was cracked, its edges worn smooth with use. He laid it on the table, opening it to a page marked by a ribbon of faded red cloth. The illustration made Evelyn’s stomach twist. A man—human—stood beneath a crescent moon, his body splitting apart, fur and claws erupting from his skin. Around him, others knelt, bound in chai

Walking around the bed, I stood over her and sighed for the umpteenth time. “What the hell are you doing in Armani’s wife’s room, Leo?” I asked myself, still staring at her beautiful face. Despite the streaks of blood and the fatigue etched on her features, she still looked so gorgeous. When Armani told me his father had ordered him to get married, I expected it to be someone like him – someone who didn’t give two fucks about what her husband did or who he did it with. But Lila didn’t look like that kind of person. Her eyes shone with so many emotions down at the torture room that it was hard to figure out what she was thinking.

When he didn't respond, she sighed. "Alright, come with me." She took his wrist suddenly and his eyes widened. "What are you.... you're a total stranger, you can't just grab me and tell me to come along!" He protested, trying to free his wrist. The girl stopped at once and turned to face him again. "Lily," she announced boldly. "My name's Lilian Arkwright, I have an older brother named Thomas Arkwright. I'm fourteen and a half years old. My favorite color is Lilac and my dog just died last month. There, now I'm not a stranger."