Lillian Heart Novels & Stories

Lillian’s POV When I said “I do” in the aisle with my plain white dress and sweet smile, I never thought I'd be preparing a date for my husband and his mistress on our anniversary. Being the first Omega to become a Luna, my life isn’t really a Cinderella-like story that everyone envies me for. I am Lilian Harrington-Edwards, a nobody whose mother is an alcoholic gambler and a father who is out of the picture from the start.

A hush fell over the hall. Lillian knew what he was doing—staking his claim, reminding them that this was his court, his kingdom. And she? She was no longer just a bride to be dismissed. She was Lunari. And she was done being underestimated. —--------------------------------------------- That night, as the council chamber emptied and the fires burned low, Lillian stood on the balcony of her chambers, staring at the moon. She heard Aedric approach before he spoke. "You handled yourself well." She glanced at him. "They’re afraid."

"Harry, my father shouldn't know that Lillian died as a result of being raped. Her image in everyone's eye must stay clean." Harry's sighing is proof of support for her decision "I'm going to work on it with a friend who can help with the cause of death in cardiomyocytes." She sighed for some comfort. Thank you, Harry. He nodded and got up from his session and approached Lillian and put a long kiss on her forehead, and then he put a hand under her legs and the other under her head and held her in his hands and close to his chest, as he wished to carry her when she became his wife.

but she's already cold and lifeless. She's dead. My Lillian is dead.

And in the center of the room stood a girl I had never seen before… but instantly recognized. Or rather, a girl whose face I would never forget. I felt the breath knock out of me. Luna. It couldn’t be. But it was. Down to the slope of her cheekbones. The spark in her eyes. The little scar above her brow. She looked exactly like Luna Jones—the girl whose body was found in a river years ago, her murder plastered across every news outlet in the country. But Luna was dead. And yet this girl… She turned to me, offering a warm smile. “Hi. I’m Lillian. Lillian Michelson. I’ve been volunteering at the hospital with your mother. She invited me here.”

Lillian's height advantage was already enough to wipe both Catherine and Jessica out. Lillian was curious about who Catherine was. She had just returned from abroad and did not know much about things back home. Lillian figured that Catherine was just one of Jessica's friends. Both Catherine and Jessica were young, which made Lillian feel a little jealous. "Miss Hall, I am very sorry. I came in a hurry and did not prepare a gift. This is my business card. You can pick a gift you like from any of my brands." Lillian took out a blue business card from her handbag and passed it to Jessica.

She sighs. “I don’t want to be angry with you tonight. I have taken you here to get you ready for the night. The king should be happy with you tonight and for this, you should look alluring, presentable, beautiful, and seducing”. Lillian says with a smile on her face. Her words only increased my nervousness and fear. I am an alive person, not a thing who should look presentable, beautiful, etc. Why is Lillian like this? I am angry at myself, at my destiny and more than this I am angry at Lillian for talking about these things. Why can't she see my fear and the nervousness I am feeling? Does she not have a heart?

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

"No. She knows everything." Miss Lillian gasped and ran over to the couple, placing kisses on their foreheads. "That's great! Oh my gosh! This is so exciting! I'm so happy for you two! And you both love each other! This is... I can't even..." Lucas watched her, amused with the elderly lady. "Is this what a heart attack feels like. Oh my gosh. I can't breathe." "Calm down Miss Lillian." He warned her, worried that she would be jumping up and down from excitement.

she smiled. Lillian nodded, “yes, but that’s because he doesn’t know the truth, all the things you did and how you had his child murdered, his blood, your own grandchild.” “Yes, I did,” she agreed, “I will never have a grandchild from a maid.” Lillian’s eyes had already watered, thinking about the past, her jaw shook violently with hatred, “you are a murderer and I can’t wait for the time justice will be served. And for your information, I don’t want Shane back but I will make sure he knows of all your evil deeds before I go,” she heaved a sigh and stepped back, “enjoy your trip, stay close to the news, I have a surprise for you tomorrow,” she smiled and walked back to her way.