Midnight Lily Novels & Stories

The next morning, Lily came into my room carrying a dress that shimmered so beautifully. It was silver, thin, and sleeveless, with threads that glowed faintly under the sun. When I touched the fabric, it felt cold against my skin. “You’ll wear this tonight,” she said, placing it on the bed. “For the full moon ceremony.” I frowned. “What exactly is the ceremony?” Lily hesitated. “It’s the night your bond is shown to the pack. The Alpha introduces his mate under the moon. They must accept you… or not.”

I smiled and nodded. “She is,” I said. “The most beautiful one I know.” “Good,” my mum said. “Then the necklace belongs to her. It will help to keep her safe.” I thought about that for a moment. Finding out my sister wasn’t who she said she was, was bad enough, but the idea of having to tell Marcus that his mate is dangerous was not something I was going to look forward too. Though the most pressing matter was how dangerous Lily actually was. “Lily is there right now,” I said. “She is at Midnight Moon with Harper.”

Third POV Lily lay on the soft grass outside the pack estate, staring up at the glowing sky. The sun had set, and the first stars were beginning to appear. She tried to calm her racing heart, but it was impossible. Tonight was the eve of the Moon Festival. Tonight was special, it was her marking night. She would be marked by her three mates—Vincenzo, Alessandro, and Marco. Just thinking about it sent a shiver down her spine. Her whole life would change. Their bond would be sealed, forever.

Nothing worked. With frustration, she sat on the bed and glanced around the room. It appeared lonely just like her. There was no other color, other than white. The paint, the ceiling, the curtains, the doors, the cupboards and even the bed sheets were white. As she sighed and looked down, a faint bluish-white light entered through the curtains and a smile appeared on Lily's face. She immediately got down and watched the full moon. Watching the full moon has always been exciting and relaxing for her. Pushing the curtains to a side, she slept, facing the calm light. The faint light gave her a sense of support and confidence. And soon, she went to sleep.

The final act. Finally, he reached the riverbank, moonlight casting long, eerie shadows around him. My muscles coiled, ready to spring. I wanted to see her emerge from the darkness, Lily, her face a mask of false innocence. The scent of betrayal hung thick in the air, mingling with the damp earth and the sweet, cloying aroma of lilies. It was a sickening perfume, a twisted mockery of the innocent flower it was named after. Lily and the night of her end.

I groan into my pillow, flipping onto my back and staring at the ceiling. The room's pitch black except for the faint glow from my phone on the nightstand. I reach for it, squinting at the screen. Midnight. Exactly midnight. Shit, it's officially Lily's birthday. I push myself up, rubbing my eyes. I can't just lie here feeling sorry for myself. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed, the cool floorboards creaking under my feet as I pad across the room in my boxers. The house is dead quiet.

I can't easily get away from the chains pulling me back to hell. I look outside the window and put down the book I'm holding on my lap. The weather is nice, the sky is blue and the wind is gently dancing the curtains. "Lily," A manly voice behind the door called, it was gentle and warm. I close my eyes and ignored him. The only man I let call me Lily is Silas, he has always called me Lily since we were kids. He demanded that I'm an innocent and pure sister and nothing will change it even tho he knows how many I killed.

Not expecting to see her browsing up the prizes for each flower and the numbers I was seeing were just unbelievable. One is called a Juliet Rose, widely known for its distinctive full-cupped shape and beautiful apricot petals. What is even crazier is that it took fifteen years to cultivate. The others were tulips, exotic orchids, lilies, and moonflowers. “Damn! These are all hell expensive. This one is no ordinary stalker, Cara.” Nancy muttered, still in sheer disbelief as she lowered her phone. It feels like my headache just had gone worst. “Obviously.” I wanted to throw it away, but seeing the prizes made me think otherwise.

“These were always your favorite, right? I can’t go to the Land of Darkness and bring things to you, but if you come by once a month – or once a week – or whenever, really - I’d be happy to see you, and give you whatever supplies you want or need. I’m really, really sorry I never thought to offer before.” “It’s okay,” Midnight says, beaming up at Orion as she takes the little basket of strawberries into her hands. “You were too busy being in love with me. I can understand how that is a big distraction.” Orion takes a deep breath even as he blushes and I snap my palms to my mouth to stifle my laugh. Laila doesn’t bother, laughing delightedly at Orion’s embarrassment. “I’m not in love with you

Dora stirred within her. “We shouldn’t be alone, Lily.” “We’ve always been alone,” Lily whispered back. “We just didn’t know it.” The moon broke through the clouds as she reached a clearing. Before her lay a shimmering lake...... Silver Springs. It was eerily still. Lily stepped to the water’s edge, her breath catching. The surface reflected not just her image but a version of her cloaked in silver, a crown of thorns upon her head, and a crescent moon burned into her forehead.