Little Lulu Novels & Stories

"She's two David, she's not even eleven months old." "Yeah, but she talks so clearly for her age. I don't think I've heard her voice before." He was moved to tears. "Do you want to watch some cartoons?" Lulu decided to distract Sage. "Okay," she hopped off her moms hands. Lulu was trying to suppress memories of the accident, not wanting to think about how she could have lost her baby by now. She heard her phone ringing in the room and realized, "I don't think I'm going to rest well today."

Not now, not when I was about to walk away from everything. “Aunt Gianna, where are you going?” Lulu’s small voice piped up. I turned to her and offered a gentle smile. “I’m going somewhere safe… to take care of my baby until they’re ready to be born.” “Is there a baby in your tummy?” Lulu asked, her eyes big and sparkly. She reached out carefully and touched my belly with her tiny hand. “Hi, baby! You can come out soon, okay? I want to play with you!”

Ophelia rolled her eyes and kept walking, but the whispers clung to her like perfume. Lilith caught up beside her. “You know, I could actually see that happening.” “Nothing happened.” Lilith arched a brow. “You’re lying. Your pupils dilated when you said that.” Ophelia groaned. “You’re impossible.” “And Carl is delicious. So technically, you're just human.” Before she could respond, Carl walked past them. He didn’t speak. Didn’t smirk. But he brushed Ophelia’s fingers with his. The contact was brief. Barely there.

Once she went inside to bathe, he lit a candle with a calming scent in the room, which helped induce sleep. Having settled the gifts, Lulu followed Carissa inside to assist her. She knew what her mistress was going through, having suffered a similar pain herself. Lulu grew up in Northwatch Estate and had also lost all her relatives in that brutal massacre. Her heart ached with the same sorrow. Over these past few days, it had been difficult for her to keep her emotions in check. Lily had been a constant companion, urging her to take some time for herself and rest. However, Lulu couldn't sit idle. Every time she was asked to take a break, her thoughts turned to the past, and the pain was unbe

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

“See you tomorrow!” Sophia waved her hand at Lily who was already walking away. The girl with the glasses also gave her a small smile and left on her blue bicycle. Lily always used her bicycle to go to school every day. Lily was not a child of the rich, the innocent girl lived in a simple family, just like Sophia. Her parents were just street vendors, whose income was not much but enough to support their family. So how did Lily end up in an elite school? Of course, it was her smart brain that got Lily into the school. By relying on scholarships, the girl managed to get into the International High School.

Lillian looked ready to physically fight someone out of pure emotional overload. Andrea smiled quietly from her seat, relief visible across her face. She looked extremely proud of her. Milan just stood there. Drawing slow breaths. As though she could hardly believe the weight crushing her chest for years had finally loosened enough to let air back into her lungs.

Luca The room was suffocating me, and my mom’s continuous calls were not helpful either. I shoved my phone into my pocket and walked out of the room to take a breather. I stood outside the door, the hair on my body rising with the feeling of being watched. I snapped my neck to the right, meeting an empty alley. Elio? He was the only one who would sneak peek at me. Annoying piece of shit. He could peak for as long as he doesn’t show his face to me again.

The fat, green worm wiggled on the yellow flower inside the jar, almost like he was dancing. Everyone roared with laughter as Joy tapped on the glass and Fred Junior wiggled more. * * * The moonlight filtered in the dark room as Logan entered gingerly. It was late at night and the celebration was over. The room had been cleaned from all the gift wrappings, boxes and cake leftovers. Joy's skin glistened under the moonlight like a slimy fish's. "Hey," she gasped and Logan staggered back. "Jesus, I thought you were asleep," he said truthfully and approached her. "Why is there no one here? Where's your mum? Gemma?"

“You and I both know that he won’t stand for your slander.” Raising both hands in mid-air, he slowly backs away from us, reaching for the sliding door handle. “Hey… I was just kidding.” “You tell that to Knox when he finds out from little Ms. Big Mouth here,” Ele laughs, referring to her daughter Katarina. “Unkool Holda said Keylah makes a mess…” Katarina begins to chant in her cute chipmunk voice, poking her tongue out at Holden.