Lydia And Parrish Novels & Stories

"You forced me. You aren't asking my permission to live here," The woman laughed in my surprise again. "I'm sorry for my husband's attitude. Let me introduce myself to you. I'm Jasmine. And I'm his wife," "She's the Queen Luna of this pack," the Alpha King told me. I rolled my eyes and didn't answer. As if I'm interested to know them. "What's for dinner today?" "Oh, I prepared a special dinner for us. Good thing I cooked extra, just right for... what's your name?" His wife asked me.

The kind of partnership that had been built without being designed. At some point, they started humming. the same song. Neither of them noticed at first. Then Lydia stopped mid-brush and looked at Diana. "Where did you learn that?" she said. Diana kept painting. "I don't know. I just know it." Lydia was quiet for a second. "Lisa used to hum it," she said quietly. "When she was working. I used to fall asleep to it when I was small." Diana stopped painting, but she didn't turn around.

“Kill me instead of her, let her go!” Lydia struggled to release herself from Darius's grip. Seeing that Lydia was distracted, I saw it as an opportunity to convince Ralph. “Every single thing she has told you is a lie, you cannot believe her.” I heard a loud thud. I looked over to Lydia, and she had a huge smile on her face while Darius was on the ground. Lydia marched towards Ralph. “What are you waiting for? Use your claws on her right now.” “Are you really going to go back to my pack with me after this?” Ralph asked her.

"Penny, how many of these upper-class ladies marry wealthy men for love? What you need to do is secure the position of Mrs. Shen at all costs, not necessarily get love. You should thank Lydia. If Lambert didn't love her, he wouldn't agree to our terms!" Penny nodded. Her mother was right. As long as she could hold on to Lambert, everything else would be fine. Whether he loved her or not wasn't that important. As long as she could be with him, feelings could always be cultivated over time! As Lydia left the hospital, she felt increasingly upset. But something felt odd. Where had she seen this Penny before? It wasn't until she walked through the door of her home that Lydia suddenly remembered!

Perez call Lydia daughter-in-law made Tiffany’s expression twist with resentment. Why did Lydia deserve that title? Mrs. Perez had once called her daughter-in-law too, but now she was the one being treated with contempt, told to stay away. Yes, she wanted wealth, wanted to marry into a rich family, but she wouldn’t have fixated on Quincy if Mrs. Perez hadn’t pursued her first. Lydia, regaining her composure, snatched Tiffany’s phone, saw the small number of viewers, and immediately ended the stream, tossing the phone aside.

She left before the household fully woke, moving like a shadow through marble halls that already knew too many of her secrets. She spent the day with Maddy. Sunlight. Laughter. Street food. Nonsense jokes. Old memories. For a few hours, Lydia pretended she was only a woman in love, worried about wedding colors and business problems. She almost forgot the cage waiting for her. Almost. But when the sun began to sink, dread returned like a slow tide. By evening, she was back at the villa. Heels in her hand. Bag clutched to her chest. Heart beating too loudly..

She pulled me to her other side, putting her own body between us like a human wall. "Stop pestering him! You're divorced. Learn what 'distance' means!" Andrew went silent. That was exactly what I wanted to say. I gave Lydiasa a grateful look, linking my arm with hers. Lydiasa patted my hand and smiled. "Lanka, you don't have any real pack ties in Astoria, and it keeps me up at night worrying about you. I happen to know a few exceptional young men out there—strong, handsome, and with actual morals. How about I set something up for you?"

Victoria's eyes were on faith, not even a second did she blinked. “she really looks like a ” thought Victoria. Lydia was talking with some friends when her eyes met with that of her sister, she traced it and it landed on faith. “ Do they know each other?” She asked herself. “Hey Lydia, what do you think of faith and Warrens?” “Hm, I don't know” “Aren't they a perfect match?” Lydia faked smile “ of course they're”

Lydia said. I couldn’t help but smile at that image, picturing stepping out onto the patio with a blanket around my shoulders and a hot cup of coffee in my hands as I stared out over the pond… “They spend every waking second with you, wooing you…” Lydia trailed off sounding wistful before her voice suddenly rose and her anger broke through, her voice echoing in the small space, making me wince as she got louder with every word. “Then they get your pants off, get their dick wet, and disappear before you wake up, never to be heard from again!”

he said. "My dad loved those meatballs you brought him. Said he hadn't had anything like it since he'd been to Greece." Mr. Williams chuckled. "I'm glad to hear that, Brianna." "Of course. So, what can I do for you?" "I'd like to speak with Mr. Paradis regarding one of our potential partners. I don't think it's going to pan out like we predicted." Lily's face lost all the blood in it as she widened her eyes, her cheeks twitching.