Lily Black Cat Novels & Stories

Was it possible that one of them had something that could help them? * Two hours had passed and no progress had been made. Indianna was on her fourth book. She sighed and turned another page, her eyes scanning the words for anything that could be of use. "Nothing," she sighed and rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Absolutely noth-" The door to the library swung open and Indianna was shocked to see Lily walk in. She was dressed in all black and her blonde hair was scraped up into a bun. Indianna spotted the knife tucked into her boots and her crossbow was swung over her shoulder. It was shocking to think that this girl was only fifteen years old. She wasn't even old enough to shift, yet she walked wit

Lily stated as she looked at the white cat in front of her. The white cat glared at him and then said, “Nothing like that would happen. Do you think that I am like other cats? I am a witch who transfigured herself in this form. If not for the fact that my mana was all used up, I would have turned myself back in the human form.” She then turned her head and asked, “Where is my disciple, I will ask her to pour me food.” Lily stared at the little cat and then replied, “Levy went outside. She had something to do, by the way, how did you turn into a cat?”

I said. She stood at a little over five-eleven and her long hair was in a braid. Lily was a beautiful wolf, despite the prominent scars spanning every inch of the right side of her body. When she was younger, she had gotten into a bad fight with another female wolf in the pack and had serious damage to the body. Since then, Lily insisted on training the same as the male members of the crime family, her specialty being wide-range hand-to-hand combat.

A vision is playing out, and each of us can’t turn our eyes away. Lilly is sitting on the steps of Dalgaard Mansion, holding a white kitten. The kitten is a tiny, fluffy thing. But I don’t recall us ever having a cat. ‘You’re so cute,’ Lilly rubs her nose against the kittens, who meows in response. ‘My Harry would love you, but he’s just a year old and not able to take care of you yet.

she asked. Most in the ballroom remained silent, but there was grumbling from a few… including especially those seated in the box. That grumbling must have been enough for Lily, because before our eyes, she transformed into the most beautiful wolf that I have ever seen. She was a bluish-silver color, and on the right side of her rump she had a large black crescent moon symbol.

A chill ran down my spine as I noticed the way his body was trembling, his breathing slow and shallow. “Kai, please, talk to me—” He lifted his head. The moment our eyes met, I froze. His eyes - they were completely black, like liquid darkness had filled them from edge to edge. No white, no iris, just... void. "K-Kai, it's me. It's Lily." He moved faster than I could track. One moment he was on the bed, the next his hand was around my throat, slamming me into the hallway wall. The impact knocked the breath from my lungs.

The wolf growled at her, as if daring her to transform as well. Lily only shied away. Why hadn’t she thought of it? No wonder the Blackwood rang familiarity in her ears. She realized he was the ruthless Alpha of Nashville. Blake transformed back into his human self and looked at Lily. “Now that you know who I am, answer me truthfully for I really hate liars. Did anyone send you to spy on me?”

Black-as-night nails contrasted with the white of the wall. "Lily!" I yelled, my voice echoing in the corridor. She pulled away from the wall and started walking towards us, the black nail marks visible. Dressed head-to-toe in black, with damn goth makeup that made her look like a witch. It was like she was allergic to color. Her once-blonde hair was dyed jet black, her lips painted with the same shade. "Yes, Daddy?" she said sweetly, her green eyes wide and innocent. Those eyes—I hated them.