Liliana Heartsss Novels & Stories

Liliana, in her white dress, standing in a field of light, smiling at him. “Liliana…” he whispered, reaching out, but his hand closed on empty air. … (Liliana’s POV) Through a thick fog, I heard a gentle voice calling to me. “My love, wake up… I’ve been waiting for you for so long…” A blinding white light flashed behind my eyes. I struggled to open them, my head pounding as if it had been split open and sewn back together. I felt like I had forgotten something important. My eyes focused on a handsome face, both familiar and strange. He had deep-set eyes and warm, amber irises that were fixed on me, as if I were the most fragile treasure in the world.

" This time I said with a serious tone. “Dee, you are so bad!“ Lily ran away putting a long face. And finally, I sighed with relief. I can't answer her silly questions for now. Only if she knew, this swollen lips is not from her favourite Simon but a psycho. Now she will put that long face for a week for not responding to her questions. " No worries Ella, you can go after her in the morning but for now, you have to keep your mind and heart together. Mumbling to myself I closed the door of my room.

she wondered and immediately closed her eyes. "Hey sweetheart.. don't close them. I want you to watch me like this. Open them right now!"he barked at her when he noticed that she had closed the eyes. "I'm done for."Lala's heart almost jumped from her chest the very moment Heron moved his hands on her cheeks. She didn't skip a beat in a romantic way, she was only scared to the core-that's why. "Who would help me now. Please have mercy on me heavens."

Cassandra glared, wiggling out of my hold. "I'm going to kill that bitch." "I am sorry, Cassandra, for that, but nobody hits me." Liliana scowled, still standing at the top of the stairs, eyes dark. She looked sexy at that moment, and I wanted to kiss her. "You're sorry? You're sorry? No, you're not sorry enough, not unless you take out that bastard from your stomach." "Well, you don't have to worry because I plan on aborting the child-that is, if I do have a child."

Liliana: “Irene, thank you for always staying by my side and comforting me. If you hadn’t been there for me, I would’ve already jumped off a building.” As Liliana spoke in a trembling voice, she pulled me into a tight hug. Me: “Don’t say things like that! What are you talking about? How could you think of killing yourself? You’re the liveliest and happiest Liliana I know. How could you think this way? I’m sure you’ll make that bastard Isaac regret his decision.” Not wanting to hear such negative thoughts from her, I immediately cut her off. Liliana: “You’re right. With my beauty and intelligence, men should be lining up to be with me. I shouldn’t be sad over a man who betrayed my love.”

"Until then, there's no need for us to meet. Don't call me again!" With that, the line went dead. Heidi gasped in frustration, her hands crashing down onto the sink. "Just you wait. Once I take my place as the Limebear family's heiress, let's see if you still have the nerve to speak to me like that!" She took a long look at herself in the mirror, trying to regain control of her emotions. "Daniella, don't think that I don't know what you're up to. You made me wear this dress on purpose just to humiliate me!

My heart thundered in my chest, and if all of this meant anything, it simply described how screwed I officially was. There was no way I could make him realize it was me. That the girl he hated so much was me. It was a bit manageable to be hated as Lilliana, but what the hell was I going to do if he hated me also? What was going to happen then? Who the hell was going to call me wild kitty? Who would kiss me so passionately?

On the other hand, he had seen this girl several times, but she had only recently moved in. "Kidnap? She's my girlfriend. We had a little disagreement, so she wanted to run away from home." Lucas smirked, holding Lilian's waist with one hand and lifting her up into his embrace. "Her name is Lilian, sixteen years old, not a local, and she lives in 1304. Please check if I'm right." "Who said I’m your girlfriend? Stop making things up!" Lilian blushed and struggled. How could this person act so convincingly?

he commanded, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. Lara? My name. He'd called me Lara, not Belle, not Isabelle, the name I'd been hiding behind for so long. My heart hammered in my chest, a frantic drumbeat against the sudden rush of emotions. Was this a slip of the tongue, a moment of forgetfulness, or something more deliberate? The thought sent a jolt of fear through me, a primal instinct to protect the fragile facade I'd built around myself.

Liliana has been constantly following me since earlier. Is she really serious about helping me complete that quest, I hardly even know any information about it? I mean she's an NPC right shouldn't she give me at least some hints, although she seems to be unbounded by any role. Judging from her clothes, a monochromatic black Mesh Cut-out Top, partnered with black Cycling Shorts underneath a short Draped Skirt, Chunky Boots, and distinct Gothic Lace Choker, she seems to be a free-spirited rich lady.