Lily's Crossing Novels & Stories

The surface of the water glowed soft gold — like sunrise caught in liquid. But it was night. Lily dismounted slowly. The closer she walked, the stronger the pull became. Not external. Internal. The water was resonating with her. “Clear the square,” Luke ordered. Guards moved quickly, pushing civilians back. Lily stepped to the edge of the well and looked down. The glow intensified in response. She reached out — not physically. With her power. The golden fire stretched downward like invisible roots. And touched something. Something deep. Something structural.

A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up and saw Lily Cross, standing there, wearing that soft, calculated smile. She exuded the gentle, yielding aura of an Omega, tinged with a practiced sweetness that seemed designed to charm. "Scarlet," she said softly. "I just finished reporting to the Alpha. He seemed a little down and said he wanted to go out for a drink. I wanted to check with you. Would it be okay if I went with him?"

Leaves crunched under their feet. The ground sloped upward. Steep and uneven. The police spread out. They brought out some devices, their screen lighting up. Red lines moved across them. Scanning as they moved. David’s men moved alongside them. Lily slowed her steps. She bent down, picked up a small stick. Then scratched against the bark of a tree. An “L.” She added a tail. Turned it into an arrow. Pointing forward. She stood and moved again. After a few steps—

I hold my own against his foot. "Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to sit on the highest branch I can climb to, and you can enjoy the comfortable middle section of the tree. Deal?" I ask. I hold my hand out to shake his. He gets his foot off my arms and helps me up the tree. "Deal. Get climbing. And I don't want to talk to you. I'm sitting here until school ends," he barks. "Well, I'm going back at lunch. So, I won't be here long. My name's Lily."

Lily's body froze at the spot. “I went through those trouble for—” Her words trailed off when I shot the gun off her grip giving Lily the largest fright. At a time like this, some girls would have passed out on the spot. Selena's eyes sprout up and it flickers between me and her gun laying a few meters away from her, and then, over to Lily. I pointed my gun toward her as I took hasty threatening steps in her direction.

"You don't want to cross paths with a man like Mitch. He's vile, repulsive, and dangerous. He is not someone you want to meet in a dark alleyway at night, because he will stab at your back repeatedly with no inch of remorse." "It doesn't matter," Lily replied. She shrugged off Joe's warning with a defiant tilt of her chin. "After dealing with my own stepfather and Ricardo Gambino, I'm confident I can handle any vile man. I mean, I lived with the worst man ever for fifteen years of my life. I am pretty sure I can handle anything life throws at me at this point." Joe shrugged a simper on his face. "If you say so, Miss Collins." I stared at Lily as her jaw tightened with what I knew was courage

Since Andrew refused to do anything about Xavier, she would have to, even if it meant trusting those who were just one command away from sentencing her death. When it was dark, Lily got up from the bed. She set the note on her old desk, explaining what she was going to do and why. She wrapped the silver knife and tucked it in her pants at the small of her back. Lily took a last look around the nostalgic room and said her goodbyes. She walked down to the stairs and saw the two vampires already in the living room. “I was wondering if we can take our vamp 101 outside today,” she told them, and Dorin eyed her with slight suspicion, but Bianca agreed. She led them to the tree line of the forest,

"At least take a secure phone. If you find her—or if you run into trouble—I want to know immediately." I nodded my agreement. "I'll leave at midnight. The night patrols along the border between our territories are lightest then." "What exactly are you planning to do when you get there?" Liam asked. I moved to the window again, staring out at the lengthening shadows as evening approached. "First, I'll confirm Lily is there. I need to pick up her scent, find where he's keeping her." "And then?" Hud snarled inside me at the thought of Lucas touching Lily, holding her against her will. "Then I'll take back what's mine."

"Stay in this room, Lily. Lock the door from the inside." ​"I am not sitting in the dark like a helpless prisoner while the ship capsizes!" Lily declared, throwing off the comforter and stepping onto the floor. Her knees wobbled slightly as her bare feet hit the cold carpet, her core aching as her legs settled beneath her. She reached for her fallen clothes, pulling her bra and shirt back over her skin. "I'm coming with you." ​"Lily, the bridge during a primary power failure is not a place for—"

"The doctor is helping." Lily looked at Riya. "Hi Riya." Riya forced a smile. "Hi, Lily. You scared us." Lily nodded. "I saw it. In my dream." Ethan froze. "What did you see?" "The red Moon." Lily whispered. "And the tower. In London. And the kids in the water. And you. You were hurt." Ethan and Riya looked at each other. "You saw London?" Riya asked carefully. Lily nodded. "And I heard them. The bad people. They were singing."