Lily Luna Potter House Novels & Stories

she told me. “Maybe we should see Witch Lily first?” I asked, and she agreed. I walked toward Witch Lily’s hut, and she opened the door before I could even knock on it. “Welcome, Luna,” she said with the gentle smile of hers and ushered me in. “Umm.. Which Lily, this might sound strange, but Celia can see tiny balls around the pack members and a bigger one around mine,” I told her once we were seated inside. “Can't you see them?” she asked softly.

After all, this shabby place was not worth stepping into. She had naively believed that she would never be in any danger… BANG! Lily was thrown to the floor. Gasping, she slowly sat up, scanning her surroundings. The interior of the manor was just as shabby as the outside. The furniture was visibly old, and the wood was rotten. Next to her was a leather sofa. It looked much cleaner than the rest of the furniture. Luna sat on it and played with her fingers leisurely. “It seems that the little princess of the Cavendish family is indeed more useful than the useless young master of the Lovehart family. Look, she is not nervous about being kidnapped at all,” Luna said teasingly.

They were unfathomable and seemed to hold eternal ice, making her feel uneasy. As they arrived at the Potter family residence, Debra marveled at its grandeur. They had been there before for the jewelry banquet, but with the hall cleared, the sheer size of the house became apparent. The Potters were a century-old clan, their wealth immense and their influence far-reaching. "Sir." A maid approached Jordan. "Are the guest rooms ready?" "Yes, as per Mr. Andrew Potter's instructions. If Ms. Frazier and Miss Mathis don't like the decor, we can rearrange it."

If I had my way, I would hide my Luna inside the room till they left. His wife too…this slut! Why was she staring at my wife's boobs like that? I could swear I saw her licking her lips. I would make sure that Landon and his wife would take the room at the far end of the pack. These days my Luna had been acting so strange, I did not need people tempting her and giving her mother watering offers. “So tell me, Nicholas. What have you been giving to our Luna, she looks so shiny and plump! I like what I'm seeing,” Riley asked me.

She asked and let us in. We went inside the house and we sat on the couch. while Luna went to the kitchen. I roam my eyes around because her house is full of stuff that amazes my eyes. It has a big picture of a moon and a pentacle that is hanging on the wall. There’s a figurine of a naked woman with long hair that is surrounded by plants and animals and beside it, she has an unlit black and white candle, and her house smell like incense too. After a moment of waiting, she returned with juice on a pitcher and cookies on a plate and put it on the center table, and offered it to us. Devon drinks a little and takes a bite of the cookie.

My legs slid softly into my flip flops and I sluggishly went to the door. When I opened it, it was Lily. I forced a smile at her, because I wasn't in the mood. "Hi, Luna, I'll be going home now. I took a leave, and would be back in the next two weeks. I wanted to know if you're chanced so we can go now." "Oh that. I've completely forgotten. I'm busy today. You can share your house address and I promise to come visit you in my free time." She hesitated for a while before going on to share it with me. I flashed her a smile.

The Crewwood pack’s Alpha and Luna had been kind to me. Luna Calista felt that I needed some privacy and so persuaded her husband to give me a house and they’d given me this cottage. The house is close to the packhouse, so they can easily come see me. This house quickly became a place where I could heal and raise my son in peace. Privacy was a luxury I hadn’t known for a long time, and I was determined to make the most of it.

But there could only be one alpha in Lily’s group, and that was him. Slowly, he lay back and let his eokay rove around the room. He’d never been to Lily’s place before, and it was nice. Really nice, in a ramshackle, bohemian way. It was a tiny, three-room bungalow high above Lahaina — a worker’s cottage from the island’s plantation era. “Look,” Lily had said, pointing out the back window when she’d first showed him around the house. He’d come up nice and close behind her to see. “If you stand right here, you can see all the way up the ridgeline and to the mountain peaks.”

【 Lily of the Valley】 The infirmary occupied the second floor of the castle's west wing. Elias Crane sat by the window. A new Omega file lay open before him. Morning light cut through the narrow window and fell across the medical chart, tracing a pale gold edge along the paper. He pulled the file closer. The pages whispered against each other, dry and quiet. Name: Luna. Age: eighteen. Origin: Northern Territory. Family history: none. His dip pen hung above the approval column. The nib quivered. He did not lower it.

The coldness she once associated with the massive house had melted away. It wasn’t a fortress anymore. It was a home. Later that afternoon, Liam took her by the hand and led her upstairs. They stopped before a door Lily hadn’t noticed before. It was freshly painted in a soft, calming shade of green. “What’s this?” she asked. He pushed the door open with a flourish. Inside was a nursery still unfinished, but clearly lovingly prepared. A white crib stood against the far wall. Shelves lined with stuffed animals, children’s books, and tiny baby clothes surrounded the room. A rocking chair sat by the window, overlooking the sprawling garden.