Lily Hale Novels & Stories

I greeted, offering my hand. “Good morning, Alpha,” she greeted back. "I’m Lily Collins, a representative of Moon Valley Orphanage. I came here to see Elaine Scott’s husband..” Lily shook my hand. As a courtesy, I introduced myself. “I’m Tristan Hale, the Alpha of this pack and Elaine’s husband.” Lily smiled brightly at me. “I am pleased to meet you, Alpha Tristan.” I faintly smiled, my curiosity getting the better of me, and asked without hesitation, “If you may, why are you looking for my wife?”

she asked. Riele looked at Lily and could see her trembling already, her face drown into horror. “Hey, how can you say? Her Mum was no mistress” she yelled, in a warning tone. “Are you certain? The Holloway only had one heir, and that’s Sean Holloway. How then is she the family’s daughter if she’s not the mistress?” The first girl asked, her tone mixed with curiosity and judgement as she gazed Lily from head to toe. Lily who was still holding the shot glass dropped it, losing strength in her muscle, her breathe seemed stuck in her throat.

When the monster was ripping Luke apart. “Elara!” Lily’s voice cut sharply through the line. She shut her eyes, breathing hard to control the trembling. “Ye—yes. I was just asking. I—I gotta go—” “Elle, no! Just hear me out!” Lily’s tone had shifted, urgent now. “I'm in Alejandro's place. I thought you went there, but I couldn't find you anywhere last night! Tell me where you are, I’ll send Sally to get you." '...Would they believe me? No... they would, but what will happen next? Luke was the heir of the Acastor Moon Pack. What will become of her if she is the sole witness to his murder after he harassed her the night before?'

Tyr asked. “His name is Herman Hale, and he can be of great help to you. He’s also the key to whether Snow can successfully turn the tables. Of course, I’m not questioning your capabilities, Brother Tyr. It’s just that with Herman’s help, it can save you a lot of trouble,” said Lily. “Okay.” Tyr nodded. He was quite trusting of Lily. Just in case, even if it was a scheme, Tyr feared nothing. It was as if Tyr was invincible in the current world, and no scheme could bring him down.

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

“Okay, Martha straight from the bible. Why do you hide and not appear like me? No… no… let me answer that one for you. It’s because you really don’t have the power to do it. That’s it, isn’t it, Martha from the bible? You have no real power.” My chair trembled as the candle flames rose to almost three feet high. “Dost thy wish to witness the power of I, ghost?” “Ghost?” Lily laughed. “I’m no mere ghost, Mary from the bible. I’m Lily McCarthy. I’m sure you know the name. My ancestors beat the pants off of yours in every magic contest there was. Now, be gone. You clearly don’t have the power to face me.”

Lily still looked shocked, as if she’d seen a ghost. “That code you used: The Fields of the Scholars. When I was young, I was told that one day a person would come here, asking about it.” Lily turned and looked both ways, secretively. “I was told to guard the secret. Not to let anyone know, or to show it to anyone, until someone asked specifically about it. I was told that whoever came along and asked, would be the One. And ever since then, I’ve been appointed to guard over the artifact. The one that will lead you exactly where you want.” Caitlin looked back at her in shock. She knew that Lily was royalty, but she had never guessed that she was guarding a precious artifact. Or that any human

The kind that said a piece had just moved on a board he’d assumed was fixed. “You want to know who I am?” she asked. “Fine. Let me be clear, on the record, where your stenographers and your future historians can’t pretend I whispered it. “I am Lyra Hale. I am a surgeon. I am a wolf. I am the mother of a pup. You would happily turn into a political pawn if I let you. I am the woman Aiden Voss broke when he chose your crown over our bond—and the one who learned to set her own bones after that.”

"Do your eyes know his skin, Mr. Raeken?" Liam's expression darkens into pure hatred in a second. "Of course my wolf knows him. Right now, his skin has my dear cousin Lydia Hale, the Bloodclaw Pack Heiress, completely wrapped around his little finger." He turns his face toward Theo and says, "Theo, remember the deadly Eclipse Draught your hands gave my body to use? Derek Hale was the exact wolf who neutralized its poison completely."