My Brilliant Friend Lila Mga Nobela at Kwento

I looked up to see a young lady gulping down the wine in the glass. An epitome of beauty. She dropped the glass and smiled at me. "Hi Sabrina. I'm Lilith. Luca's sister. I've heard a lot about you" She smiled. I was supposed to smile back and give her a hug or something, but I sat there, my forehead creasing in confusion. Heard a lot about me?

What happened to my body "You were unconscious for two days, didn't eat and didn't drink. Then you still think you have the strength?" quipped the woman. I was fed up playing riddles with this woman "who are you?" I asked firmly. The woman hit her forehead "I'm sorry, my name is Lilia, I'm a close friend of Nathan" she replied, smiling sweetly at me. Why is she so friendly, or is this some tactic to make me feel more comfortable. I have to go back home. how many days have I not come home the others must be worried about me

“What’s wrong?” She lifts her head, her big brown eyes red-rimmed and filled with tears. “My friends… they won’t play with me,” she mumbles, wiping her nose with the back of her hand. “They said I’m an omega and I’m weak.” I frown, brushing hair strands from her face. “That’s not true. What’s your name?” “Lila,” she says, her voice small. “I’m six.” “Six, huh? That’s a great age.” I grin, trying to coax a smile from her. “I’m Tessa. How about you and I play something? Show those friends of yours you don’t need them to have fun.”

Glimpsing at my laptop, I saw that the loading was only halfway through the completion, at fifty percent, “Well, I don't know... The rivers of lava, the leafless trees, cold abandoned buildings, the screams of sufferings, some days the sun hide leaving us with gloomy skies, yeah... seems beautiful to me,” “How is that beautiful?” “That's exactly the point, Lilith, let's say, we both like fruits, but I rather apple and you prefer the blueberries, they are both still fruits right, but we have choices. I was born and raised in hell, so I can't tell it will be fun and exciting, it will probably be life-threatening and difficult for you,” “I am going to get my phone,” she hissed, turning the door

Sheena exclaimed, bubbling with excitement. Mia rolled her eyes and replied, "Whatever." Finally, she shifted her gaze towards me, and I was left stunned by the radiance of her bright green eyes. I couldn't help but feel captivated, completely immobilized in my seat. "Hello, Mr. Mancini," a sweet, melodious voice reached my ears. I smiled and responded, "Hello, Mia! So, what do you all do?" I asked casually. "We're in our final semester and graduating next month," Joanna replied.

Lilly Thursday goes by with only a few minor mistakes such as dropping papers, stumbling into Mr. Storm’s business associate and such. What can I say? I am a clumsy person. None of them seems to be severe enough to earn me another punishment and I’m happy about that because my butt seriously hurt from yesterday's spanking. For lunch I once again go to the deli and flirt with Nate. I remember to exchange phone numbers with him, if any of us should get hold up by something for Friday's date.

"Derrick who looked both surprised and confused asked. "Good question! Well... I think you need my help to get what you want and I also need you to get what I want. Yes...if you work with me, we'll get Heron and Lala separated and there you'll have your Lala and I.... I'll get my Heron, what do you think?" "Wow! You're so sweet Oliva. I always considered you as my best friend but today, you've proved to me that you're more than that, so henceforth you'll be my partner in crime."

I leaned my elbow on the table and cupped my forehead with my hand, and groaned, “Your impossible when you're like this.” She chuckled “I am trying to lighten the mood, Lilly.” I tilted my head back and whispered, “It's not working, Lisha.” “I know; you have been a really good friend to me, you know that, don't you?” I leaned back in the chair and whispered, “What's going on?” LIsha looked up at the roof, then back at me, and murmured, “I know how to defeat Allana.” “And”

The stubborn jaw that was so unmistakably his. "Rya," she breathed. "Is she...?" I nodded. "This is Naya. My daughter." Lila stared for a long moment. Then she knelt, bringing herself to Naya's eye level, her movements slow and gentle. "Naya," she said, trying the name like it was something precious. "I'm Lila. I'm an old friend of your mother's. A very old friend. We used to get into trouble together." Naya looked up at me, checking. I nodded. She turned back to Lila. "What kind of trouble?"