Lily Potter House Novels & Stories

Ophelia The back of the house was much like all the others in Lunar Isle. Neat, paved paths led to a swimming pool that glittered like a shined jewel. Sterling sat on a metal chair; his feet crossed at the ankles. I almost laughed at the sight of him sipping lemonade out of a glass, a small stem of mint teetering off the side. “This was not what I was expecting,” I confessed, pulling out the chair beside him. “No Victorian mansion, no imposing statues, no walls of dead ivy. You do live next to a graveyard though, so there’s that,” I added dryly.

The Dreamscape folded itself around her, like the turning of a page, and she was suddenly back at the house. "Okay, so this is clever." Lily stared at the large maze around the house. Stone had been pulled up from the earth beneath, forming a labyrinth that led to the house. Long, slender vines clung to the stony walls, vines with tiny thorns. "You've built a maze. Good for you. Did you put traps in here? I love a good trap."

There is so much I have to learn. We make our way up to a small but very cute house. There are neighbors around but not right on top of each other. I like that. It’s a very pretty two-story house, big windows. A small front porch with a swing and some potted plants lining the banisters. I see a pot of gardenias, a pot of lavender, and a pot of hibiscus. I am taking mental notes. If this is her home, then those are the flowers she likes.

On either side of the veranda, there were flowers and lights illuminating the path. On the left side of the house, was another path that also had flowers on either side. The house had two stories. On top of the first storey, was a garden, a falling pool, and some chairs surrounding it. On top of the very last storey, there was a full-on garden, making it look like an eco-modern house. “ Wow! “ Lily exclaimed. She had taken the words right out of my mouth. When Nikolai had sent the location to a house in the middle of nowhere, I immediately thought to myself that it would be an old run-down cabin. How had he come up with this so soon?

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.

Lily "Have you sent the gift?" "Yes, young master. I also made sure that no one saw me leaving the gift outside their house." "That’s a great job. Don't tell daddy about this or else you know what I will do." I'm kidding of course. I'm not a bad person; I'm just making him scared of me for him to obey me, perks of being a Miracle. "Yes, young master." I ended the call before Nancy entered my room. "It’s time for your medicine, Lily." She said sitting on my bed, giving me five tablets

Now, withdrawn and quiet, Lily was always on time. The tug in her chest intensified, as though a rope had wound around her ribcage and was yanking her down towards the uppermost corner of the training fields, and then abruptly off to the side, towards the looming pack house and the pretty gardens that bordered it. She swallowed hard as she neared the house. It was huge and extravagant, with elaborate verandas and balconies twining around its exterior. Stone gargoyles sneered down at her, though someone with a sense of humour – likely Nearyn, the Mother Luna – had topped the gargoyles with little floral hats. Lily smiled at that, fighting against the rising nausea of the tug deep in her chest

She moved around and watched this happen to every item in the room. “I am definitely going to miss this room. However, I won’t have any consciousness to miss it though. But, I know that I will even in my next life, am I right, Moon Goddess?’ Lily said lightly. Her smile was still so bright when she got to the last item of the room. It was the baby cot. She stood in front of it and when it dissipated, she did too. “I am surprised she didn’t notice the name written on the side of the cot. Silly thing.” Lily giggled as she stared at the name. It was a name that was important to her. She was happy to leave with it being the last thing in her mind.

“Bassler House?” Bassler House is an old abandoned Victorian farmhouse sitting in the middle of a fallow cornfield off Bassler Road, on the edge of town. We’ve heard our fair share of stories about that place. Everyone has. Every small town needs its own spook house, right? “No. Further up the road, closer to the Commons Trailer Park. Sent one of my deputies—Freddy Potter—to investigate. Turned out to be a high-powered flashlight someone left on, under that old Oriental gazebo out there. The one in that overgrown flower garden near those rows of blueberry bushes. You know where I’m talking about?”

With this the girl hurriedly ran passed me A person can get lost in this big mansion It was like a maze as all floors and rooms looked almost the same. But staying here for 2 long years can make you remember every inch and corner here. I entered to see that nothing has changed. His large family poster still decorated the entrance wall at the front. Lily flowers fragrance still evaded my senses and they made me feel like home. Lily was his favourite flower and you can see hundreds of lilies in his gardens and even in the flower vases inside his house. In the centre stood the grand staircase with glass steps. I liked them the most