Lillian Salvatore Novels & Stories

Meanwhile at the Fire-Hart castle hotel where Lance is feeling full of nervousness and tension, he still can’t call Celine’s contact number. Celine is more than an hour late in arriving... Lance tries to call Celine’s contact number for almost an hour. Mrs. Gianna Salvatore was brought to the clinic with her husband Mr. Marco Salvatore and her friend Mrs. Martha Logan. Mrs. Salvatore lost consciousness, being taken by Blake, a member of the Dark organization, and Catherine Yamamoto, the mafia princess of the Dark organization. “F*ck.” Dylan cursed as he couldn’t call his sister, Hannah’s contact number either.

That she was sacred. And more than that, I thought he understood that if this business were to survive, if everything I had created was to remain intact—if he even wanted to continue having a job—then Lillian was the key. She was the person who grounded me, the only one who could tether the monster I kept leashed just beneath the surface. She wasn’t just some pretty thing to be doted on; she was my future, my reason, my stability. But walking in and seeing him—seeing him—sitting across from her, his bulk slouched in a chair, shoveling food into his mouth like a starving dog, ignited something inside me. Something dangerous. Something violent.

“I hear the cells are very….uncomfortable.” Sharon lunged forward towards them, but the guards held her back. “You think you are so high and mighty? All of you? Salome, you are just a glorified assistant. Lydia, you are a decoration with no purpose. And Lillian?” She spat on the ground in front of me. “Lillian is a rogue’s daughter who could not keep her own mate.” I felt the words like small cuts in my skin., but I did not flinch or show any emotion.

Before I could have spoken, Lillian spoke, “Mrs. Salvatore, you know I informed you that I had to leave earlier than usual today. Will you be okay here?" "Of course I would, I'm not a baby Lillian." “I know you're not but don't forget to take your medicines before bed okay? You know it calms the nerves." “Yes yes, now hurry off or you'll be late for the function." With that., Lillian left and Mrs. Salvatore sat next to me on the sofa and spoke with a smile. "You said you're friends with Alexander?" "Yes, we- we're a little more than friends."I lowered my eyes and blushed.

Sarah studied her, trying to figure out what her angle was, but her expression gave nothing away. “Well, thank you,” she said finally, though her tone was cautious. She smiled again, her demeanor easy and unbothered. “Don’t mention it. But maybe next time, don’t lurk outside someone’s door. It raises questions, you know?” “What’s your name?” Sarah finally had the guts to ask as the woman before her nodded. “My name is Lillian. I’m a child of the Lycan king.” Sarah was caught off guard by this response as she looked around with her heart pounding within her chest.

"I know you're in there, Xenia. The determination to save your mother was palpable that day. I just knew you would make it through. There's no way you would leave her here. Right? So, wake up!" Lillian growled, shaking the room with her claws wrapped around Xenia's neck. She saw no indication of movement from Xenia. Lillian sighed and threw herself back down on the bed. She has come here to talk to Xenia for the past few days. She wasn't sure why, but she knew if this was to be Melania's body, she had to get used to being around it. "Why couldn't you have chosen me, Nova," Lillian asked the ceiling above. "We could have made a great team."

Lillian insisted, spitting out blood. "No, you're not," Davies argued, pulling out a pocket knife and cutting his hand. "Here!" He offered his hand to Lillian. "I don't need blood to heal, I can heal on my own," Lillian pushed Davies' hand away, dusted off her skirt, and stood up without any pain. The wound had vanished. Observing Lillian's rapid recovery without the need for blood, Davies exchanged a glance with Rufus. Lillian, a young woman in her early twenties.

I don't want to hear any words from him especially if it's against my husband. "Lily, I didn't kill Mica. I told you, she worked for me. She was my eye in your office, she gave me your contact numbers. We are here to help you," he explained. "Help me? So both of you planned to enter the resort, for what? To kill me?" I can't believe Mica will do that, she has been so nice to me. "We are here to save you. Xavier is the real danger. He was your real enemy Lily, believe me," he insisted as he moved closer.

'' Her breath hung in her throat as she struggled to remain calm, she knew that if she did one wrong thing, she was going to be pinned down, and she wasn't about to go to jail for that devil. ''No more questions, I'll need to talk to my client privately…” Lillian’s lawyer, who had been quiet all the while, cut in when she heard the question, they had prepped before now, but she didn't her ask that, and she wasn't sure Lillian knew what to say; ''No… '' she raised her hand stopping her; ''I'll answer that. '' she smiled. ''yes, I am filthy rich and yes, I have a lot of workers, but I do some shopping myself, like buying my lingerie and sanitary wears, do you want me to go on?”