Novel & Cerita Lillian Salvatore

They matched the bloody red colour with her lips. "You look more like a vampire... It looks like you just drank a gallon of blood," I said. "But I am not..." She giggled. Sarah shook hands with her and smiled at me, "Alpha Ashton, she may look like a vampire or the food that they love, but she ain't one. Meet Lillian, the witch and our helper to catch the culprit without taking blood on our hands."

Her expression was dark, her knuckles white from gripping the remote too tightly. She hated what she was seeing. Sarah walked in, immediately sensing that something was off about her daughter’s demeanor. “What’s wrong with you?” she asked, taking a seat next to Lily. Lily didn’t even glance at her. Instead, she muttered through clenched teeth, “Lilian is actually Moses’ sister… not his mistress.” Sarah’s eyes widened in shock. “What? Really?” she gasped. “How do you know this?” Lily remained silent. Instead of answering, she focused her attention back on the screen, her nails digging into the fabric of the couch.

"I swear, she was just disturbing me for the past two days. Asking questions about you... And all I could think about was that video that Sara showed me..." "Video?" I stopped him immediately. "What video?" He looked startled as if he had leaked something he wasn't supposed to. "Well... It's not much, but..." He was stuttering, trying to find the right words to convey his feelings. "That night that you saved Mrs. Lyla... Well... Someone took a video of both of you going to your car. And it was like you bent down to peck her forehead." I felt slightly unsettled that someone was watching my movements, and this felt even more dangerous than before. If those videos got into the wrong hands... Fu

I asked and Lilian glared at me. “Youuu!” she whisper yelled and I chuckled, “I hate him so I thought we could bond over our hatred for him but since you don’t, that’s fine” I replied and Serena laughed quietly. “Hmph!” Lillian harrumphed as she climbed into her bed. “Alpha Jonathan saved Lilian from a group of men when she was younger. She doesn’t hate him. She owes him his life” Serena explained and I raised my eyebrow. Just how many people did Jonathan save?

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”

Salvador grinned, watching the trade with a glow in her heart. Lillian went to Mrs. Salvador, her demeanor conciliatory. "Goodness, Mrs. Salvador, Please accept my apologies," she said, giving a slight bow. "I'm apprehensive I was so stressed over Joanna that I failed to remember my habits. Thank you kindly for taking such great consideration of her."

Not only did she not thank me, she even wants to kill me. "Ms. Willis, how could you?" Darryl grinned as he looked at Lillian. "I was the man who saved you from danger. How could you return kindness with such hostility?" "Pooh!" Lillian exclaimed in disgust; her face reddened. "Enough with your games, you rat." Lillian pointed to the blood-drenched corpses of Earle and the others before she said, "Those people might be detestable, but they did not deserve to die. How could you be so heartless to lure them into such a miserable death? You are the definition of evil itself and a complete and total jerk."

Lillian said standing on the threshold to his office. “Hmm?” He flicked a look over his shoulder. As always when at work, Lillian was the perfect picture of a paralegal, her blonde hair slicked back into a sophisticated chignon, her pale blue pant suit elegant, understated femininity, and her make-up tasteful and simple. She was a poster child for vanilla sex. “How can I help you, Lilli?” He straightened and turned to face her. “I don’t know if you heard, there was a death at Zeus two days ago.”

Manzella reminded him. Giuliano chuckled evilly. "That's if they know who did it... I have a plan, Manzella, but it's still yet a plan...still cooking. They won't know what hit them until it's too late," He took a drag from his cigar again, and exhaled rings of smoke. "You know, I once fancied his mother, yeah, the Mafusia?" He smiled lecherously. "But Salvatore stole her from me. That sly fox with all his charms.”

Lucianna quickly got to her feet and faced her mother. “You’re awful! She is not fully recovered yet!” she hissed. “Mia figlia,” my aunt trailed off. We all looked away as she addressed Lucianna as my daughter because we knew she hated that. “The vital thing is her successful transition! Did it not glad you?” my aunt continued, asking Lucianna a hideous question. Lucianna’s eyes turned red and she blew a fiery smoke from behind her. This is what happens when she’s in rage.