Lilliana Ketchman 2025 Novels & Stories

~ ENCHANTRIX STADIUM ~ [FIRST PLACE: ADY! WITH 5 VOTES] [ACCEPTED] [SECOND PLACE: LILIANA! WITH 2 VOTES] [ACCEPTED] [THIRD PLACE: KIERA! WITH 11 VOTES] [ACCEPTED]

Looked at my screen. The cursor blinked in the search bar of my spreadsheet. Patient. Judgmental. A body dropped into the chair beside me. “You’re Sloane.” I turned. The girl was tall, blonde, holding a camera with a lens the size of a small telescope. Press badge. KIRA WALSH, DALTON ATHLETICS COMMUNICATIONS. “I’m Kira. I do photo for the program. Maren said you’re the one who wrote the branding toolkit.” “That’s me.” “It’s incredible. I sent it to three people at ESPN.”

I returned to my seat but listened for the information given about Lily. “Lily Clearwater, Future Duchess of Fairykind. Graduating with honors, an Associates Degree in Fine Arts and Economics. Minors in Earth Science and Communications. Accepted and will be attending Berkeley.” My heart felt proud of the girl I had just met. Those were some incredible accolades. And we had planned on attending the same university. Once I sat down, Eliza kept her eyes on the floor, not daring to look at me, but I had no problem boring holes through her with my eyes. If she had any smarts at all she would apologize for what she had done, but she stayed silent. Once Lily sat back down, I grabbed her hand and sm

Kiara stepped down first, followed by Marquis Dane Hens Chalde, Marquis Victor Stockholm, Archmage Bright Winchester, Maria Renneth, and Commander Noah's replacement guards. Just as they reached the entrance... A cheerful voice called out. "Brother!" Everyone turned. Standing beneath the white marble staircase was a young woman dressed in a pale blue gown embroidered with tiny silver flowers. Her chestnut-brown hair was tied into a loose braid, while gentle emerald eyes sparkled beneath the afternoon sunlight. A warm smile rested on her beautiful face. It was none other than... Lillian Winchester. Inside the laboratory... Luke blinked repeatedly. "...Whoa." Tristan nodded unconsciously.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

Lila Winstone knelt in the mud and waited for a man to choose her. Aurelia Chen doesn't wait for anyone. She laid the dress over her arm and reached for her laptop to review her keynote notes. The charity was real. The cause was good. The venue was neutral ground. She could do this. She'd survived worse. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. Three lines. You're coming back. I know you are. I'll be there. She stared at the screen. Her thumb hovered over the block option. She didn't block it.

She grabbed a folder and a pen, waiting for my response. “I’m Lilliana Masters and I’m eighteen years old.” “Already or about to be?” “Already.” “Alright.” Then she opened her desk drawer, bringing out a packaged syringe and tubes, “I’ll be using these to collect your blood, hope you’re not scared of needles?” I paused before I responded, my mind wandering back to when I was much younger, the children felt it would be fun to pin the tail on the donkey with me as the donkey, “Only just a little.” I finally said.

I pressed. “Alright,” she agreed, slowly nodding her head. “But we can only have the conversation in the car. I have to be somewhere.” “Sure.” I smiled wide and followed her suit. “My name is Lilliana,” I said, walking beside her as we got to the car. She didn’t say a word, or even flickered a glance and climbed into the Aston Martin as another suited man bowed and opened the door for her. Mia took her phone out and handed it over to the man in the shotgun seat, ordered, “Check with the software, Luca. It is not getting connected to the network.” She reclined back and then turned her head to the side, waiting for me to begin.

Lilian continue to tease Josh and Kelly . ". Sis Lilian ." Kelly call her softly . " Is that Kelly Chong , the school pianist and had won the three years piano competition between the high schools in Beijing . I heard she won it again this year . Kelly Chong also the squash under eighteen champion for two years directly in the while Beijing and she used to appears on television to play the piano . " Josh ask Lilian . " Yes .., that's my best friend Kelly Chong . She had been looking at you for three years but you never look at her once ." Celia said to Josh with her stern face.

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.