Novel & Cerita Loud House Fanfiction

She kisses me back with shy eagerness. The End (or is it only the beginning?) That is it for my short story about Lilly and Mr. Storm. I hope that you liked to read it as much as I liked to write it.

- Sebastian Louths. When they are crossing the hall towards Theo's room, someone sticks his head out of the room and shouts “look, Tinker Bell brought Captain Hook to the room”. Laughter was heard all around, and Theo flinched. That really pissed Sabastian off. He walks up to the guy who had shouted and tells him in a very soft tone.

“You know, creepy glow eyes, ancient spirit hijacking a kid’s body... that kind of thing.” After he said that, Lia didn’t even hesitate—she threw a pillow straight at his head, smacking him dead in the face. “Not helpful,” she said flatly. Rain coughed, half laughing, half choking on feathers. “I’m just saying, we have to be prepared for the weirdest possible scenario.” “Well, your mouth is possessed,” she snapped. “By worst-case-scenario disease.” But now, hours later, with the house quiet and the weight of the unknown pressing in again, I was starting to think Rain wasn’t entirely wrong.

Chapter 19: Mental maze 2 Lucas’s POV Darkness fell upon us, my heart hammering in my ribs like a caged bird. Everywhere went silent like a graveyard, the air thick with unspoken fear of the unknown. “John,” I called out, but I was met with a dead silence. “Lucas,” Phoebe called out, coming out of nowhere. “You’re my mate!” Phoebe exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. “I love you Lucas,” she whispered into my ears, before pressing her soft lips against mine. The scene changed, it was our wedding day, we got happily married, laughter that promised forever echoing. Then, she gave birth to a baby girl, she was a replica of Phoebe. Our days were joyful and filled with peace, and a smile never left m

I replied, my eyes fell on the box Zemia had gifted me. “Are you okay Luna!.” Liam asked and sat at the same couch Zemia had sat on. I stared at him, he was good looking but Zemia was…. he was different. He is fascinating. Zemia has blue diamond-like eyes with something like fireflies flapping its wings inside it. I shocked my head when I realized I was fantasising about a man I just met, what’s up with me and men lately. First I met Marshal, my good Samaritan , Aiden the man of many dreams and now Zemia the sexy Demon.

“The fun way.” I reached for the bike. He laughed, the sound rotting the kudzu to sludge. “Smart girl. But that path’s got a toll.” His gloved hand gripped my wrist, the crescent scar freezing under his touch. “You’ll pay it soon.” Louise’s whip yanked me back. The vision shattered, but his promise lingered, etched into the basement’s mold like a grave marker. ****** ***Anonymous POV*** The safehouse reeked of stale pizza and burnt circuit boards. For three months, I’d been squatting here, staring at that shitbox across the street—a dingy white ranch with shutters clinging by one screw each, their pink paint peeling like sunburned skin.

A moment later, the door slammed open, and a group of armed men stormed in, their weapons raised. The nurse shrieked and scrambled backwards, but my focus was entirely on the man standing in the doorway. It was him. Louise. His cruel smile cut through the tension in the room, and my heart dropped into my stomach. "I told you," Louise said, his voice cold and mocking. "You’re running out of time." He stepped into the room, his eyes locked on mine. "Your boyfriend’s empire is crumbling, Hailey. And soon... so will he." The old man chuckled, his eyes glinting with malice.

I know this is an awful thing to even think, but I hope no one reclaims him so I can take him with me. I leave the rescue shelter and walk back to my apartment when I hear the rumble of a bike and turn to see the brothers of the club riding down the street. When I see Lucky and he pulls over and the rest follow him. “Hey, Honey girl, you ok? You look like you had a fight with a fur ball and lost.” Lucky says and I look down and see I am indeed covered in fawn short hairs and slobber. Lovely. “Yeah, with my new love, actually. You would love him. He gives the best kisses.” I say with a smile and Lucky chuckles.

I go to her walk-in closet picking out an oversized, white sweatshirt with beige sweats and some undergarments. I make my way towards the guys telling them to wait in the living room. As soon as they leave I strip Lia out of her clothes, changing them. I turn on the heater putting the comfort on top of her, turning off the lights and leaving the room. I enter the living room downstairs, to see all the guys sitting on the couch, using their phones. Suddenly I hear the bell ring and look towards the guys to see them looking at the door in alert. They all take out their guns getting ready to shoot.

Luci hummed, continuing to tie it tight. My world was dark, my hands reaching out to touch anything on the bed beneath us. From what my poor eyes saw before Luci caught me in his web of seduction, was a beautiful room filled with whites and creams. No large clam shell bed Loki had previously joked about. Now there was nothing I could see, the darkness of my eyelids begging back for light.