Lily Smolan Novels & Stories

Our lives had been dictated by VAR for a long time, and it was getting overwhelming. Just then, Lily appeared from the corner of the basement wearing an oversized shirt that stopped right above her knees. Her dark circles were darker than before and she let out a yawn. “I finally beat that level, so I can talk now,” she slurred, stepping into the light. Lily had joined later than every other person here. The only thing I knew based on my assessment with Serena was that she had a sister who was ill. And she, Lily had so much potential. “My sister was ill, but they killed her. That alone is enough revenge,” she muttered, then turned to face me.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Lisa yelled as she shook Smith's body with tears "Wake up ok, I will act normal. I won't kill anyone anymore" She pleaded while holding his body "Are you satisfied now" Lily faced the cruel and heartless man "A clone has so much hatred for me" Greg mocked as Lily's indifferent face remained unchanging "They were also your colleagues, why did you have to go too far. Out there there are different parents who doesn't care about their kids and want to give them out, why didn't you just find one out there"

Nathaniel took the lead in turning the microphone to his side to strike preemptively. "Of course, it’s not considered stealing. In any case, Lily is a member of our company. She has worked as Ms. Thayer’s assistant and has participated in creating fragrances to some extent for many years.

The office was mostly quiet so I could hear them laugh in there, doing whatever women do in a ladies room. A short time before six Lilly left the room and left a large bag by her desk. She was wearing a gorgeous dress, way too classy for some deli-boy. I could see the red on her lips from the lipstick she wore. Her long blonde hair, which usually is up in a tight hairdo, was loose and fell in soft waves down her back.

LILY Lily's alarm rings loud as she struggles to get out of bed. The life of being a student hasn't been easy on her but she can't give up. Mr Holland has done quite a lot for her by sponsoring her school fees. At least she wouldn't have to deal with school loans after graduation. "Bless that man", she said aloud. Walking into the bathroom, she took her brush from its holder and pressed the paste, scrubbing her teeth, she couldn't stop smiling. Graduation was in two weeks. She and Justin were finally graduating.

Noah and Rachel both put their heads close to the screen until they accidentally bumped their heads and made both of them smile a little. "Look, this is a satellite images the day Mrs Elliot, I mean your mother was killed," Lily said, glaring slightly at Rachel. She zoomed in on the picture, "Look closely, you're lucky that Zachary did all his crime in an open parking space and got caught by the satellite," Lily mumbled as she shifted so Rachel and Noah could see the footage.

She refused: "No need." "you!" "You can rest assured, I will take good care of Oliver, but the reason why my assistant's work has become so busy is thanks to Mr. Smith, you suddenly let that Linda Park become the second female lead, and I also have to serve as her stand-in. , if one day I also become popular because of this exposure, I will definitely thank you, Mr. Smith." Rachel West said it ironically, James Smith stared at her coldly, and suddenly felt that this woman had really changed a lot.

Luna cocked her head sideways a little bit, her eyes narrowing as she pretended to think. “I’m sorry, I think there’s more, but I can’t really remember. What did you say your job was again? Designer? Event planner? Socialite?” Lily’s gaze darted between Luna and Rita, she shifted on her feet. “I have a non-profit,” she said, her voice small like she was unsure of herself. “Right,” Luna said, “non-profit. What does it cater to again?” Lily’s shifted again, her voice was even smaller. “Orphaned kids in Africa.”

___________ Lily — Choosing the Ground Lily sat alone an hour later, laptop open, notes scattered around her. Not talking points. Memories. Dates. Documents Elara had once waved away. She wasn’t preparing a rebuttal. She was preparing ownership. Sebastian watched quietly. “You don’t owe them anything.” “I owe myself clarity,” Lily replied. Her phone buzzed again. A private number. This time, she answered. “You’re calm,” a woman’s voice observed. Lily’s spine stiffened. “I’ve learned how,” Lily replied. A soft laugh. “Good. Panic would have been disappointing.”

“T⁠his is our⁠ life.” “​I ha⁠ve a toddl⁠er and a grandchild. I’m too​ young for this.” “And​ yet, here we are.” Lily is thre‌e m‌onths old and ab‍sol‌u⁠tely perfect. She looks like Gra⁠ce but ha⁠s David’s smile. And apparently, she has my stubbor‍n perso⁠nality because this child refu‌ses to sle‍ep unless‌ she’s bein‍g h‍eld.