Lizzie Ldshadowlady Novels & Stories

Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her legs were long and fair against the fabric. Willow then turned around and approached him in the darkness, leaning over the sofa to press her lips against his. Roy had been haunted by dreams of Willow, in which she always stood at a distance, her gaze cold. However, for once, she offered her lips to him. Reversing the roles, Roy pinned her down and ravished her lips. In his dreams, he was free and gave in to his emotions. “Roy…” The person under him moaned. Roy stopped, and as the woman shyly hooked her arms around the nape of Roy’s neck, he sat up with a jolt. The living room lights then came on, showing Sierra sitting on Roy’s lap, her hair loos

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

He slipped through the people who stopped and chatted with him, congratulating him on surviving the terrible attack of the poachers and rogues that had been working with the humans. He smiled, taking their hands for handshakes, and excused himself toward the very person that he wished to be introduced to. His prayer was answered when the doctor—Sebastian—noticed him and waved him over. “Zack! You’re finally here. Come on, we have to celebrate your appeal as the Omega of the Shadow Pack,” Sebastian called out as the woman next to him was turning her back on him. Her brunette hair was straight, French braided. Zack noticed the earrings that adorned her ears. It accentuated her neck elegantly.

I explained. "You mean Mistress Lori?" Lizzie queried incredulously. "I wouldn't live with her if you gave me a million dollars. That woman is a PURE sadist. Through and through." I could not help but laugh. Yeah, Lori had quite the reputation for her love of inflicting pain. "Yeah," I responded. "She's a sweetheart. As long as you stay on her good side. She's threatened me a few times with her rather wicked-looking toys. Needless to say, I didn't forget my night to do the dishes again."

Eliza goes upstairs, knocks on a door to the left, and calls out, "Lola, come down, Miss Zoe is here." A little girl in a pink polka-dot dress comes out of the room. She hops and skips down the stairs, reaching me with wide, curious eyes. "Are you Miss Zoe?" "I am. Nice to meet you, Lola," I smile in response. Lola seems familiar, especially those light brown eyes; it's like I've seen them somewhere before. "Eliza, you never told me that Miss Zoe is so pretty. I like her!" Lola turns around and shouts towards the stairs where Eliza is coming down. Eliza responds with laughter.

I said, too exhausted to be surprised anymore. The woman who entered was breathtakingly beautiful in the way only fae could be—ethereal features, eyes like starlight, presence that seemed to exist slightly outside normal reality. "Luna Kaia Blackthorne." Her voice was musical and ancient. "The Shadowborn who woke the cycle. We've been waiting for you to emerge." "Waiting? You knew about the awakening?"

(Avery’s Point of View) The moonlight spills in through the window like a pale veil, casting long shadows across the floor. I can’t sleep. I haven’t been able to for days. Every night feels like I’m drifting on the edge of something, caught between two worlds. The one where I’m Avery Harper, just a girl trying to survive her sister’s death and the mess of a life I never asked for, and the other where I’m Avery Maddox, tangled up in a curse I don’t understand, married to a man whose secrets are darker than his eyes.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over campus, Charlie, Maya, Ethan, and Liam gathered in their secret hiding place, the old abandoned hedge garden behind the science building. The air was thick with anticipation; they had been waiting for this moment for weeks. The four friends had been diligently gathering information about the plot against the werewolf king, and now they were ready to share their findings with Jessica.

I call, already knowing who it is. The door opens and Lizzy walks in. Her honey blonde hair falls in perfect waves over her shoulders. Her grey eyes are sharp, calculating. She moves with the grace of a predator, every step purposeful. This is what a future Luna should look like. Strong. Capable. From a bloodline that would strengthen the pack rather than weaken it. Not some human girl with no sense of the world she's stumbled into. “Alpha Warren.” Lizzy bows her head respectfully before closing the door behind her. “You wanted to see me?”

“This is, that isn’t possible.” “And yet here they stand before you, ready to do my bidding. My daughter is also a vampire wolf hybrid, however, she was born and her system operates as a wolf. These though,” I chuckled. “They are much different. The orb, now.” “Very well, I will deal with Shadow Pack myself.” Sigrid’s eyes glazed over as he sent a mind link. “Get your fucking contraptions out of here. The orb is on its way.” I flicked my wrist and my hybrids changed back to their more natural human form. I was anxious to get the orb.