Lily Smolan Novels & Stories

“No one touches her. Not while I’m breathing.” In the quiet of her room, Lily opened the notebook she kept hidden beneath her pillow. She began sketching what she remembered from the vent conversations—names, times, fragments of code. She wasn’t just surviving anymore. She was building a case, piece by piece, to end Leonard’s reign. Outside her window, rain began again, soft and steady, masking the sounds of the city. But inside, Lily’s resolve burned bright. Let them come, she thought. I’m not afraid anymore.

I was still adjusting, still learning the difference between servant girl's instincts and a queen's responsibilities. Lily had been invaluable during this transition. After her successful shift at the wolf moon celebration, she'd found a new confidence, a sense of purpose that transformed her from victim to survivor. She'd taken on dual roles—officially as my assistant, handling my increasingly complex schedule and correspondence, and unofficially as mentor to the girls we'd rescued from Silver Lake.

After that, she pulled Snow along and headed for the door. “Trying to run? Apprehend them!” The bearded director was irritated as well. In an instant, several muscular men from inside and outside the room blocked off Lily and Snow’s path. Snow was crying from fright. Lily shielded her and said confidently, “Don’t be afraid, Little Snow. With me here, no one can hurt you.” Lily wasn’t boasting. In fact, before she became a manager, she was a kicking boxing trainer. As the large men pounced at them, Lily defeated them all with a combination of her fists and kicks. After that, she pulled Snow along and dashed out of the set’s entrance.

It’s the perfect balance. “Oh, look who just arrived,” Alice says suddenly, nodding toward the garden entrance. I turn to see Brian and Liam making their way across the lawn, a small ten-year-old girl with pigtails between them, holding both their hands with a nervous expression on her face. My eyes widen. That’s Lily, from the orphanage—the little girl in the polka dot dress that Miles had developed the most adorable crush on. To see her now, happy and loved as Brian and Liam’s second adoptive daughter and third adoptive child total, feels like the closing of a perfect circle.

Chapter 1: The First Sting I never thought my life would change forever over something as stupid as forgetting to take out the trash. It was just another Friday in our quiet suburban neighborhood, the kind where everyone knows your business but pretends they don't. I'm Lily, seventeen, captain of the cheer squad at Westridge High, and yeah, maybe I look like the picture-perfect innocent girl with my long blonde ponytail, big blue eyes, and that perky smile everyone loves. But inside? Lately, I've been feeling this weird heat, like something's bubbling up that I don't understand. Especially around Daddy.

The city was very big and very loud. Lily stood on the sidewalk, looking up at a building made of glass and steel. It was the tallest building she had ever seen. The top of it was lost in the clouds. Lily was a small girl from a tiny town. She had yellow hair, blue eyes, and a very sweet smile. She was wearing her best white dress, but she felt like a little ant next to this giant tower. Lily held her bag tight. She had an interview today. She had seen an ad for a "Live-in Personal Assistant." The pay was a lot of money—more money than she could count. She needed this job. She took a deep breath and walked inside.

My wife, Lily Tanner, is a mortician. She's trying to avoid getting fired during her pregnancy, so she keeps locking herself in the morgue. I may be her husband and colleague, but even I am not allowed inside. I don't want her to work too hard, so in the middle of the night, I sneak into the morgue to do her checks for her. However, she reacts by going berserk and sounding the alarm. Ever since then, I've been very careful around her, fearing that it may affect her pregnancy. Later on, with Lily repeatedly receiving praise from the deceased's family, our department decides to hold a commendation ceremony for her. The whole family seems relieved. However, as soon as Lily receives her a

"These kids are geniuses but they're still kids. When their little brains take a break they revert back to being children and they'll do what children do; to a point. Now Catalina thinks that these people are the reason her sister can't get what she wants, so she's going to try to get this shit done fast because that's how she thinks, that's part of her genetic makeup, no patience." He looked at Mr. Lyon with a smirk when he said this. "Now, what do you think she's going to do? She's not just going to sit back and play on the computer, which is not her thing by the way, she's a biochemist, Lily Flanagan is a genealogical historian and Nia Chan is a computer scientist." "The three of them cam

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

Lily continued to say, “I’m telling you, Holden! My fiancé and Sebastian are blood brothers! Do you believe that I can just give Sebastian a call now to let him kill you?” Holden said, “Oh? Is that so?” Lily thought that Holden was frightened. She then immediately scolded angrily. “D*mn thing! For the past ten years, I’ve always been the one who has been teasing men. It has always been men submitting themselves to me! If I don’t show you how mighty I am today, you truly will take me as a wh*re! You’ve kept calling me a wh*re! Just for that, I must kill you no matter what today!”