Liliruca Arde Novels & Stories

Both of us grunted as we fell to the floor, sending a plume of ancient dust and grime into the air. The doors swung shut behind us, cutting off the sound of vicious screams. “That’s absolutely disgusting.” Liliana snorted from where she stood at the base of the staircase. Her manicured hands were placed on her hips, and her nightclothes were rumpled from sleep. “What are you doing here?” I grunted from my place on the floor. “Are you insane?” She deadpanned in her nasal voice. “Rachel?” Helena mumbled, pushing herself up from the floor. I happily let her help me from the floor, and almost groaned in protest when she set me on my feet.

Roman replied, handing the baby to Camila. "What are we going to call her?" Roman tilts his head to the side as if in thought, smiled and then said "Amila Romie Romero" Camila laughed " That's just our names alternated" Roman nodded sheepishly "exactly Mila, I want her to always remember how much we love her". He pressed a kiss on her forehead and smiled. So did Camila. And so did little Amila.

BINTA I lived on a remote island on the coast of Lafiya called Rayuwa. Lafiya is a country made up of four states. Fili State, Ruwa State, Gona State and Daji state. Rayuwa is part of Daji State, and the capital of Daji is Duniya. The proximity of Rayuwa to Duniya is near. Lafiya is a developed country, but although Rayuwa is a part of Lafiya, it lacks civilisation, and because of this, it serves as a tourist attraction for Lafiya, generating millions in revenue. In Rayuwa, there were no schools, no electricity, or water supply. People usually fetched water from the streams or dug wells in their compounds. The lack of civilisation made it impossible for us to access proper medical care, and

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

It’s impossible unless there’s some magic in it. “Both of you must be wondering how it would happen because there’s no way it would.” He responded calmly with a smile. “So...” I trailed off as Harry glances at me. “Why did it happen?” “There’s a story behind it.” Cortèz states and it instantly made me curious. “In ancient times, thousands and thousands of years ago, there was a deity called Olca and she was the keeper of that volcano. Olca was lonely in her volcano and had no one there with her because the volcano was surrounded by the huge sea. Until she met the human who took the risk to visit the volcano. He was a mountaineer from the island of Maui and he was Luahu. His name in Mauian la

She plastered a fake sweet smile on her face. ‘That woman is vile.’ The voice in my head I had named Lucius agreed with me. I took comfort in the fact he was still there. Sometimes they would disappear. I didn’t feel so alone any more. ‘Before they try to separate us,” Lucius spoke hurriedly, “You are not unwanted. Your name is Aranelda Tirisil, a prince and in possession of four beast souls. You have a twin sister. She will find you someday. Hold onto that till then. Don’t let us die.” He went quiet and I was terrified. They never spoke like that before.

It was concern that other werewolves wouldnt consider Ruelle as an Amarok so they bit her on the age she was adopteed as their own 'cub' Cicillia had a 'litter' once upon a time but all of them died and the other illegitimate was thrown away by her husband because it didnt survive it was a stillborn and they predicted that his weak wife that labored a 'litter' would stress and have a heart attack. so he gave it to the nurse that helped his wife lillian deliever in ease. "I cannot accept a dead 'cub'" he said. As all the lillian's litter were only three 'he-cubs' that he brought to her in in his big arms. "What are their names my 'Queen'?" Darius Alarick responded soothingly to his wife that

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

"Are you okay?" asked Ara while examining Aranjo's entire body. "Yes!" replied Aranjo. Then she got up from her bed and sat down on the bed. "When and how did you come back?" asked Ara. "I don't know! Ah ... maybe thanks to the help of my new friends!" Aranjo continued excitedly. "Friends?" asks Ara, unsure of what she heard. "Little bird and demon with gray-colored hair!" Ara explained enthusiastically. After listening to what Aranjo said, Ara believes the child is dreaming. There was no living creature in the mist forest and there was not a single creature in the sky realm with gray hair other than the Emperor.

Latifa tried as she reached out to the girl but she didn't expect Aracely to yank away from her grip and glare at her with the meanest look she could have mustered in that moment, a slow monotone voice carefully escaping her lips as a tear trickled down her face, “That— that was her name, that was my mother's name, Aramide Adegoke, Ara” Aracely breathed as her grip tightened on the amulet on her neck. “You— you don't have the right to. just say her name like that. you—nothing has that right not even me! not even me!" She screamed as she let out sob, her vision blurred with tears and latifa felt her own heart shatter into a thousand tiny little pieces. END OF FLASH BACK