Lillian Lennon Novels & Stories

They threw me out without a second thought. I stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, staring at the city lights stretching into the distance. I stood there as memories flooded back, years collapsing into moments. I remembered the first time I saw Lillian. She had big, loose curls and wore bold red lipstick. Her gray business suit fit perfectly. She was stunning. The more I got to know her, the more I realized her personality matched her appearance. She was passionate, determined, and full of fire.

As Fenna slowly approached, Lillian feigned ignorance and said, "Wanda, let me introduce a friend of mine. She's my best friend, Fenna Hudson." Mila didn't play along with Lillian. She smiled and asked, "Since you're Fenna's best friend, don't you know that she's Nathan's assistant?"

Frederick Laurent was the golden child of the Laurent dynasty and Lucien's fiercest competitor. He was married to Lillian Laurent—formerly Lillian Blackwood—a massive lifestyle influencer who documented every single aspect of her luxurious life online. If Lucien spotted Kierra Adams rubbing shoulders with Lillian, his natural paranoia would kick in. No matter how analytical he was, he would instantly assume I was preparing to hand the valuable Jill and Jones insider details over to Frederick! That panic would force him straight to our scheduled meeting at The Lux House.

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

"Lainee is back at the pack. I needed her there to watch over them all." "Blaine wanted to come but she has to fill in for me," Allen added. Disappointment washed over me and I instantly felt stupid for thinking they would've came. Lainee's the Luna so she has to stay behind and Blaine is the Beta sister. I should've known.

McKinnon to ever storm into this house again as if he owns it. Mrs. Lachlan nodded thoughtfully, her determination unwavering. "I will handle my brother," she stated firmly, her tone leaving no room for doubt. Turning to the woman assisting us, she instructed, "Please, show us your most beautiful collection of wedding dresses." The woman hesitated for a moment, but under Mrs. Lachlan's authoritative gaze, she nodded and began to lead us to the stunning array of dresses. With a slight pause, the woman assisting us gently asked, 'What are your preferences?' Her inquiry prompted Mrs. Lachlan to turn her expectant gaze towards me.

Mila questioned. “Yes, I will be out in a minute.” Lillian replied and hurried. She stepped out when she was done and met Mila seated on the bed while scrolling through her phone. “Hey, are you okay?” Mila inquired in a calm tone. “I'm not fine. I feel like a loser,” Lillian whispered in annoyance and moved over to the drawer to get her body lotion. “I know you're mad, but you should know Nora better. She doesn't think of what pops out of her mouth.” Mila pressed further while staring keenly at Lillian.

I can feel the devotion and love radiating from him, and I know that he cherishes them. Before I have a chance to reassure him, I step inside the door and freeze. As soon as I see him, I know that Lily was not bullshitting me. He stands up and faces me. He is tall, taller than me, a lot taller than me. I’m six feet tall and he has to be about 6’7”. His long golden hair is pulled back into a sloppy bun. “A man bun…..really?” I hear Lilly say, but at this point I am totally ignoring her. His thick beard is trimmed short, and I can feel his green eyes taking me in as much as I am taking him in. My breath hitching in my chest I am panting like a dog in heat. Lily comments, “I wouldn’t k

I watch the woman my brothers tell me I loved. The One. That’s what my journal tells me. Lillian Blackwood is my one. The problem is I can’t remember her. Not a single thing. All the descriptions I wrote about her don’t do her justice. Even while I watch her breakdown. While I watch my brother comforts her, over a dog named Benny. She’s still incredibly beautiful. “Are you willing to let that go?” Dylan asks as he watches the commotion in front of us.

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.