Lizzie Hearts Ever After High Novels & Stories

Lizzie smiled slightly like an angel, and her eyes were shut while offering a small prayer. It hurts like hell. A type of feeling that covered the whole of me. I felt guilty, broken and useless at times like this. There's no point in talking to the Gods because I can never return what I have lost. "I wonder if we are having a boy or a girl?" Lizzie's eyes beamed with excitement. She's now facing me, and her lips pouted. "It doesn't matter what it is, love. A girl or a boy. I want it to resemble you." I tucked her hair back to her ear, and she giggled slightly.

“I don’t even want to know.” Lizzie giggled and sprung up to her feet. “I will see you later.” Lizzie skipped to the door and let herself out. I followed behind her and shut the door. Why was she so full of energy in the morning? *** It was 5 p.m. when Lizzie came up to my apartment in a bright pink outfit. A pair of leggings, sneakers and a crop top. I looked at her from head to toe and cocked my head to the side. “I know a great gym nearby. It’s great to help you get rid of your hangover. You know, sweat it out!”

I put my phone on charge and went downstairs to join everyone. Lizzie came in running holding a paper, "Oly... look I made this at school today.." I saw a drawing of two sticks with heads and hands.. I smiled, "who are these skinny people? Don't they eat?" She laughed, "It's you and meeee.. my teacher said we should draw people we love and I drew you..." I picked her up and put her on my lap, "well when my teacher tells me to drow a person I love, I'll draw you and me too.. trust that little kitten.."

Not anymore. Zoe sighed, pushing aside the thoughts that threatened to linger. She had a job—a real one. She wasn’t just Adonis Walter’s contract wife. She was Zoe Powers, a five-star therapist. Reaching for her phone, she decided that if this so-called honeymoon was already a disaster, she might as well get back to work. She scrolled through her messages, checking for new clients. Most were familiar—high-profile names she had worked with before or new referrals. But one stood out.

Lizzie POV My name is Lizzie Im Alpha Ford's daughter. Tonight is my eighteenth birthday. Tonight is the night of my first shift. I had been preparing all day for it. I had gotten my nails done and had bought a special dress for the party, then a cute sweater outfit to change into after my first shift. As I was preparing, I started to think about my mother. My mother was killed when I was a child. I was never told why. For weeks, I had been trying to find a picture of her to look at. After she was killed, it was like my father had her erased from the pack archives. She was the Luna of the pack, and from what I was told, she was a very good Luna.

And he didn’t hold a candle to another man who had haunted her thoughts for weeks now. As Rose was bringing out food for one of her tables, she spotted Lizzie with Bea. She barely stifled a laugh. Poor Trent was in for it now. Rose had to pass by Lizzie to get to the kitchen, and Lizzie’s face brightened with genuine warmth upon seeing her. Rose had found Lizzie Thornton—now Lizzie Younger—extremely intimidating, given that she was a real-life pop star. Rose loved Lizzie’s albums and had barely stopped herself from turning into some teenage fan girl. But Lizzie had a sweetness about her that made you instantly comfortable in her presence. It helped that she usually had Bea with her, who was

“Oh, look! Lizzy is here.” She jumped out of Quinn’s car and walked over to where Lizzy was parking her Tesla. Quinn watched with a small frown. Emma saw and snapped her compact closed. “What’s the problem? Is it V8 against electric or something?” “What?” Quinn looked around with a scoff. “No, nothing like that, just her sister lives in the AOII house with the cheerleaders, doesn’t she?” “Yeah…but Lizzy isn’t bitchy, she’s nice why else would she organize this freshman bonding thing?”

I come back to reality to see Holden looking at my expectantly. I nod and force a smile, and we leave. God I hope nothing bad happens tonight! As we walk out the door, I cross my fingers. ~*~ Dean POV Lizzie is up on the podium with her girl mates, who I've come to know as Vanessa, Luciana and Shania; Shania being the one who is making it completely obvious she wants me. I don't like it one bit and have spent the entire evening worrying about how Lizzie will act if Shania makes a move.

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.

Lizzie decides to follow her mother's advice, as it is thanks to everything she planned that she is about to become the Luna of the Alba Noctis pack and Jarl's wife. She dresses, styles, and applies makeup exquisitely. An hour later, she takes her truck and heads to Sofisthy as she had agreed with Jarl. When they see her arrive, all the reporters crowd around her truck and even opening the door proves difficult. Inside the office, Gabriel informs Jarl that Lizzie has arrived. They both stand in front of the television to watch her arrival and hear what she says. As soon as they turn on the TV, the young woman's face is all over the headlines. She pretends to be somewhat uncomfortable to show