Lily Smolan Novels & Stories

Lily screamed and she grabbed her sister and choked her. “Why did you kill me?” She asked again while choking her sister. Her sister is leaning on the closed door when it suddenly opens and the white smoke pulls her sister away from her. Immediately my Volumina Fumi protected Lily. So that the white smoke cannot get her and my smoke dragged Lily away from the door. Lily is beside me now covered by my smoke. “Stay beside me,” I told her “No!” She screamed and she is in rage now. “I need to get billy!”

He looked at her, eager to know more about the person who had unexpectedly entered his world. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with a touch of playfulness. "I'm Lily," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of mystery. Lark found himself drawn to her effortless charm and the way she carried herself. As they continued their leisurely walk, the girls who had earlier waved at Lark passed by again, their expressions tainted with a hint of jealousy. They made snide remarks, trying to get a reaction out of Lark. Lily, unfazed by their behavior, laughed and apologized on their behalf. "Don't mind them," she said, her voice filled with understanding. "They're just like that around here."

He asked he got as he got out of the car, and she followed him immediately. “Good day, Mr. Smith.” A young woman in her mid-thirties greeted, her sea blue eyes trailed to meet Crystal's uncertain orbs and then she smiled. “Mrs. Smith?” The woman asked in disbelief, her eyes returning to Kayden who smiled and nodded confidently. “My God, I have always wanted to meet you in person, Mrs. Smith.” The woman shouted happily as she grabbed Crystal’s hands. “I am meeting one of the most famous designers and the popular Mrs. Smith in one person, this is such a great honor for me, please pardon me, I am Lily.”

*Lily* "Ready to partner up with Mr. Smug?" Rachel teased me with a smirk. Her voice cut through the crisp air, bringing with it a sense of reality I wasn't ready to face. With each hesitant step toward our first class on Monday morning, I could feel the weight of Saturday night's shared moments with Adrian causing a bizarre cocktail of anxiety and anticipation within me. In all honesty, I was more prepared to deal with his annoying smirks and his obnoxious demeanor than not knowing how to behave with him at all.

Theodore There’s something about Lily Thompson that ruins a man quietly. It’s not just her face, though God knows she has the kind that sticks in your mind long after she’s gone. It’s not just her laugh either, sharp and unexpected, like she’s surprised herself every time it slips out. It’s the fire. The way she walks into a room like she’s already bracing for a fight. The way her chin tips up when the world tries to crush her down. She looks fragile at first glance—but stand too close, and you realize she’s made of iron.

I smile and take my seat. The claps sound forced but that doesn’t move me. “For those who don’t know, she is the one who performed the surgery on Mr. Lockhart. The one all the doctors in New York couldn't do, so if you want to question her credibility because of those rumors I suggest you learn from her instead. That will be all.” Lily concludes and when I look around this time, everyone seems to have had a change of heart. Is it because of the surgery or they have connected that I’m Liam’s wi--

Lacy entered Lily’s room during the evening with a steaming bowl of Sandy’s special chicken noodle soup. “Hey Lily pad, how are you feeling?” she asked with a soft tone and Lily smiled at her. “I am fine, just hot,” she told her friend, who set the little tray on the bed. Lily had opened the window and made a paper fan to fan herself with. She’d changed into a small tank top, and small thin short but she was still sweating like crazy. “My luck sucks right now,” she added, pulling the tray into her lap. “I get threatened, beaten, robbed, threatened again, lied to; witness two giant beasts fight each other and now a cold,” she listed grumpily, and Lacy smiled.

Damien Shaw Since the ice cream truck across the hospital is closed, Lily and I decided to go for smoothies instead. Somewhere in the middle of the smoothie-maker blending the strawberry-banana smoothie, I rake it’s almost 8pm. “A little extra lemon juice, if you can,” Lily says standing on her toes so she can be able to see whatever the smoothie maker is doing. I can notice her eyeing the lemon in the smoothie-maker’s hand.

“If it isn’t our brave Luna herself. I keep finding myself growing more curious about who you are and what you're trying to do, but trust me, you are catching Nolan’s eye. He's impressed by you. Had he not been, he wouldn't have allowed you to be in that room in the first place.” I forced a small smile, stepping back as her eyes narrowed ever so slightly on me. I tried to move away from her but she wouldn't allow me as she looked me straight in the eye as if reading me like an open book. “You’ve got that look,” she said. “That storm-in-your-eyes, about-to-break kind of look. You know that look that every girl has whenever she's annoyed and then she masks it up with the beautiful smile on her

“Luna…” “I am no Luna. A Luna is to be treated like a person, rather than a slave who tends to duties or goes around being ordered. A Luna is a partner, which clearly is not the case in this situation.” She said, stopping me. “I know that you want me to calm down, Madeline, but right now, I need to be alone. My daughter needs me to explain this to her in a way that she is going to understand. I just find myself being at a complete loss and I don’t know how to react.” She looked at the spot where Liam had thrown the glass, where the smell of whiskey still stained the air. I could her wolf prickling, pacing, raging. And I knew that she was fighting hard to control her.