Liliana Hearts Pack Novels & Stories

Ice immediately spread through my veins as I realized the immense danger and importance of this information not entering the wrong hands in this camp. Liliana just shook her head, holding up her hands in defense. "Honestly, I am not an evil person." I gave her a sarcastic ‘really’ look, crossing my arms over my chest. "Okay, fine, I admit it," Liliana sighed, resting her chin in her palm. "I might be somewhat morally gray, but I just want power. I want to be happy." I shook my head at her logic. "It's pretty wild that you think mating with a powerful male is the only way to be happy in life."

******************************************* Author's POV Ariana had sent messages to some packs, asking for their help in times of need, she knew that the time Lilith would strike was imminent and she had to be ready, she had been restless and jumpy since the day of the festival but had been busy eliciting for help, she even begged the Lycan for help in rescuing Damien. She was passing through Dylan's study when she heard Lilith's voice, asking him to sign a contract, if she could recall well, that contract gave the pack to her and it was after that she attacked the pack, she knew she had to somehow let Lilith think that her mission has been accomplished then she would expose herself by brin

Connor said as his fist clenched into folds. “Before we finally find a way to deal with that bastard called Luc, let's pay the accounting department a surprise!” Lilliana stood from the hospital bed, walking toward where the package that was delivered to her ward was placed at. She walked slowly because of the searing pain that lingered on but she was glad that she was recuperating sooner than she expected and that was the only thing that matters to her at the moment. She lazily dragged her feet on the ground as she reached her hands for it and brushed her hands through the package that was designed with drawings and prints of two hearts. She carefully unwrapped the package as different thou

*** Liliana's POV Liliana’s heart raced as she made her way to the door, bumping into a chair on her way. The dull thud momentarily broke her stride, but she barely noticed. Her eyes burned slightly—she couldn’t tell if it was from nerves, anticipation, or the dry air in the room. She paid it no mind. She was on autopilot now, her body moving of its own accord. Each step felt purposeful yet detached, as though someone else were guiding her actions. Eamon had groomed her well, and it was as if a switch had flipped in her mind. No reservations, no second thoughts. She trusted her instincts, and they told her to trust him.

Do you think Lila would be able to save Miguel and the packs? Let me know what you think.

"What if this child doesn't have it either? After all, it was your sister Giselle who was supposed to marry him." Liliana snorted. "That idiot Giselle. Giving up her position as the Valkyrie princess for a human. She deserves it! I took her place, so of course I have to look out for myself. I've already gotten a replica of the 'Heart of Blood.' I can use it to activate a fake pure-blood mark when the baby is born. As long as this child is recognized as the heir, who would dare question my position?" My heart stopped. Took her place... fake mark...

“Goodnight Scarlet” “Goodnight Lucian.”

Tell her this: if she changes her mind and wants to come back, even without a title, the Blackwells can still afford to take care of her. Without waiting for a response, he turned and left. Juliana stood there, clutching the silk bag, before letting out a cold laugh. She opened the door again and stepped into the ancestral hall. "Elara, weren't you supposed to be an Astral Maiden? Look how pathetic you are now. A high-quality wig from Fausthaven Studio, wasted on this pile of rotting flesh." She tore open the silk bag, pulled out the wig, and flung it carelessly into the pool of blood.

I already think it is but I want to see it for myself. I pick a card and smirk at it. “First guess,” I say. “Um, No. 5 Red Hearts,” she hesitates slightly. I shake my head no. “Ace, Black Clover,” I shake my head no again. “One more guess.” Lyla frowns at me, eyeing me from the bottom of her lashes. A hidden temper, she's really trying to make sure it doesn't come out. “God. I don't even know much about cards much,” she is frustrated. “10 Red hearts.”

Bart raised a brow. “Why would you go? I gave you a ton of work, and besides, you’re not his girlfriend.” Mirabelle gasped, offended. Liliana hid a smile. This was why she liked Bart. Mirabelle looked at her with pleading eyes. Liliana didn’t even stop. “Send Gerald my regards,” she said, brushing past her with a triumphant smile. Let the games begin. ***** LMCD22