Lyssy Noel Novels & Stories

Narrowing his eyes, he snapped, “Don’t you think you are too presumptuous for being a hostage?” Lily turned around, revealing her delicate features. Long brown hair, jade like skin, soft petal like lips. Regan almost flinched at her appearance. Then, his gaze met her deep grey eyes. They seemed to have a life of their own, sparkling with curiosity and confidence.

Lily tapped away at her phone and waved me off with a hand. “Amari?” I turned to her mate. “Aren't you curious?” “Of course he is,” Lyssandra hissed as she strolled down the hallway towards us. “But like me, he's probably more curious about the black magic you handled back there,” “Haven’t you heard of minding your business?!” Lily snapped and dropped her phone on her lap. “It is my business of the King has decided to make som—” Lyssandra’s voice cut off as I flicked my wrist and sent a small shadow cloud around her mouth to cut off whatever she had to say.

But before her hand could land, it was held in a firm grip. "So all this was your plan, right? To expose me in front of all the guests and turn me into a disgrace, right?" Lily asked. "I already told you that this child is not yours, why did you have to do this to me?" Lily said as she cried. Melissa and Marcela, who ascended the stairs, were shocked stiff. A maid woke them up and told them that Lily was having stomach cramps and was in so much pain that she was crying. They had immediately rushed downstairs without even changing their pajamas, they did not expect to come across something like that!

That was when she realized she hadn't visited Eugene in a while, so she headed to Lloyd Group. This time, however, she didn't rush straight into Eugene's office. Instead, she stopped in front of Kacey's desk. Her fingers tapped nervously on the tabletop as she asked sharply, "You're here all the time. Have you noticed the new hire—I think her name is Belle Joyner—trying to seduce Mr. Lloyd?" Kacey answered truthfully. "No, Ms. Joyner actually hired Lily Iverson, the top jewelry designer from Avenosa, to work with Lloyd Group. Lloyd Jewelry is about to open soon, so Ms. Joyner has been traveling to Avenosa pretty frequently."

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

Nathan asked her. "Yes, thank you," Cassie said. "Have breakfast sent up to Cassie's room for Susan, Cassie and Janice please. Please have the other staff informed that Janice is now Lady Janice and should be treated as such." Nathan told Lorraine. "Of course Master Nathan. Lady Cassie take this basket of fruit with you. It will help." Lorraine said handing Cassie a basket of fruit. Then Cassie and Nathan left to go back up stairs and Lorraine went back to making dough for bread in the morning but now she was humming to herself.

“The dark-haired one is Lady Seraphine. Beside her, Lady Mirelle. And the one in blue is Lady Ariselle.” A knot formed in Lyria’s stomach. They did not look rejected. They looked like exiled goddesses. Suddenly, another woman appeared at her side. Blonde. Hair like liquid gold falling in soft waves. Eyes pale… and cold. Before Lyria could react, the woman took her arm with calculated gentleness. “Lady Elinor,” she said with a perfect smile. “What a pleasure to finally meet you.” Lyria inclined her head. “The pleasure is mine.” “Allow me to introduce myself,” the blonde continued. “I am Lady Ariselle. Also… one of the king’s favorites.”

I'm dead curious about what she has to say so I waited for her to add more to the first sentences she uttered. "No, I mean me being here, I was offered by Reid to be the cover of his new venture for the company, to launch Sta. Inez's beauty, I remember the days I spent in that paradise with Reid it so magical" What? I didn't know Reid and Liz are still talking? And Liz went to Sta. Inez before too? I manage to not display a frowning face for her, I fake a smile and said, "oh yes I heard, congrats, that's nice"

Crisp bread, soft ricotta, a thin drizzle of honey, chili oil just strong enough to prove someone in the kitchen still had a personality. “Okay,” I muttered. “They get one point.” Maya turned quickly. “Did you just compliment something?” “I said one point. Don’t build a memorial.” We had only been sitting for a few minutes when Noelle appeared from the direction of the grand salon. She wore a pale blue gown that made her blond hair look softer, styled in loose waves over her shoulders. Beautiful, obviously. But there was something around her eyes tonight, something moving a little too quickly, as if she were trying to remember six different rules for remaining the perfect daughter in a house

After putting his bag inside an old-wooden-closet, Noah turned toward the teens and frowned, “Who’s Lydia?” Larry gawked and then placed the duster on the rickety-study-table, “Are you kidding me? You don't know who Lydia Violet is?” he quickly grabbed his phone and showed Noah Lydia’s Woof account, “She’s the most popular influencer to date!” he pointed Lydia’s picture in a bikini passionately, “she’s also the sole heiress of the Violet Pack!” Olga snorted to see the picture, “Meh… she’s all fake!”