Lizzie Grey Novels & Stories

RYDER The second I head into town, I'm told by my trusted Nocturn that there's been a horrible incident involving Lizzie. She's in the medical tent right now. I race there, eager to find out what happened. I burst inside and see Anne standing on the other end of the tent, cleaning up. Lizzie is fast asleep on one of the beds. "What happened?" I ask out loud. Zach is the one who answers me. "She came in here bleeding to death. They were afraid she'd lose the baby, but it seems she'll be okay."

So I have to be on time for the meeting. —Okay, go, I love you, take care of yourself. "I love you too, see you," Luciana said before hanging up and immediately leaving for the company. She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk.

I say as I finally breathe out after he leaves and I know for sure that he is out of earshot. This is not good. I quickly call my best friend, Judith as she has all the gossip in town. I ask her about Joseph Lachlan because I was curious now. I needed to know more about him. She had never seen his picture but everyone in the country had heard a lot about him. Joseph’s mother, Cecilia, married a poor man, who her family did not approve of and she was banished. Soon, they split up and Cecilia was left with no money and a child. Her father, Theodore, agreed to take them back if she apologized and then, married a man of his choice.

As I entered the bathroom, the smile on my face faded. I dropped the sheets to the ground as soon as I shut the door and went to the large mirror, only to find h*ckeys all over my body. "Crazy," I said, looking at my body, which had h*ckeys on my neck, breasts, and legs. "Didn't he have dinner?" I said, indicating Damien, given that I appeared to be his dinner last night instead. Afterwards, I exited the bathroom wearing the clothes he had provided for me. It was a long black gown with a bad b*tch vibe to it. It was worn with new black heels, a hat, gloves, and diamond earrings. Everything was black, from head to toe. "Is black his favorite color or something...? ”

Her smirk grows as she leans on her desk right in front of me. “I think we need to start fresh. Hey I am Topaz, High Priestess of this realm, I have held my title for as long as I can remember. Now I sense something in you that I like and think we can have some fun” She says in a matter factly voice, I can't help smiling at her. I take her hand that she has outstretched in front of me. “I am Lizzy, I had no idea who, or what I was until quite recently. My mother died when I was a child, I spent most of my life in an asylum” I say, I notice her interest is pricked at the mention of the asylum.

Wiping away her tears, she finishes off her last report for the day and closes her laptop. Later that evening, Liza and Elizabeth have pre-drinks, waiting for Emily to arrive at Elizabeth's villa. Liza was dressed in a Libellule original that Elizabeth designed for her, deep red and black lace that ended just above her knees. Elizabeth was dressed in a figure-hugging baby blue Alexander McQueen, both of them wearing their signature red bottom heels.

Tony’s POV The drive home seemed longer than the drive there. “Daddy,” Lizzie runs straight to me. I scoop her up in a tight hug. I get what Zach was saying about missing his kids. Lizzie has light brown hair and her mother’s eyes. She has my round face, and sadly, she has my eyebrows. Poor girl. She has Sophie's cute little nose and what looks like a tiny mouth, broadens into a perfect smile. “Hey,” Sophie's voice rings out as she brings the boys to meet me.

Lilith who was full of envy and resentment, obeyed no matter how much she dislikes it. The throne was promised to her long ago, even on the time Elspeth was already born, the crown was promised to her. Until Veronica was born, everything Hikaris have promised her was then dedicated to the woman with amethyst eyes: Veronica. “Is everybody ready?” Taylor asked as she points her rifle on the exact angle to distract the guards. “We are ready to engage, General.” Taylor’s team said in union.

After all, what we don't know, can't hurt us. Now more about me, I am a Witch through my bloodline. I am a descendant of Elizabeth Howe, who was hanged as a Witch on the 19th of July 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”