My Dear Lass Novels & Stories

The mirror seemed to be reflecting an image that was not quite her own, an image that was distorted and twisted. Elara stopped in front of the mirror, her eyes glinting with a knowing light. "This is the Mirror of the Soul," she said. "It will show you the deepest, darkest secrets of your own heart. Are you prepared to face what it reveals?" Maya hesitated, feeling a sense of trepidation wash over her. She had always been afraid of facing her own demons, of confronting the darkest corners of her own heart. But Elara's words echoed in her mind: "You must be brave, Maya, for the journey ahead will be difficult." She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead.

“How can I get this excellent lunch?” Mr. Ahmed sat on the chair in a relaxed position, closing his eyes as if to recall something, “At the party that day, I met a very interesting girl. I couldn't believe there was a girl in the world who kept my eyes off her the first time I met her. She has chestnut brown hair, glittering brown eyes and plump lips. As soon as I saw her I thought-” He opened his eyes, looked at me, “-why in the world is such a beautiful angel. Her name is Lia. She told me that she was Ivor Mitchell's assistant, that was you.”

Emily said in a whisper, hoping that they don't catch on that she did not use the word 'promise,’ her voice hoarse as part of her throat and face was burnt off. ‘How can he still want her when she looks and smells so horrible? This fated mate thing must be really strong. I wouldn’t mind having a man love me no matter what I look like, especially in the mornings,’ Jayda thought, watching prince Deacon fiddle with the keys. “I hope I am not going to regret this,” Kina said, holding her nose, appalled by the smell. “I am not so sure which key is the one to use; there are so many,” Prince Deacon said, feeling a bit hopeless with the bunch of keys staring back at him.

she said smiling meekly towards the old woman. “It’s my pleasure, my dear,” Lady Faye replied. “You deserve this night of freedom and grandeur. I want you to enjoy this night even more than in the Soulisse mansion.” Lianne only gave another smile, not saying another word. She inhaled deeply trying to calm her trembling nerves as she stared at the large double doors.

May their silly plan torment their damned soul forever. My teeth clenches. “Please, be my guest for the night. We have enough rooms to accommodate us all so choose whichever you’d be most comfortable in.” I say. Liam draws a chair out and sits. I know he enjoys watching me fold. Devious. “And definitely not my bedroom.” I add. I don’t trust him there. “Would you like another glass, милый?” [ Translation: милый means darling. ] I roll my eyes at his question. Say no, Hazel. Let’s leave him here, I chant in my head.

Her aunt removed her reading glasses, rubbing her eyes as if kneading dough before pinching the bridge of her nose as she struggled to sit up in the dress. “What do you know of demons, Lassie? How much of the world have you seen from your high Palace tower? He could be a goblin, and you wouldn’t know the difference.” She looked smug, finally taking hold of the map. Laylin let out a tired sigh, before rubbing her palm over her face and through her hair. What a mess she was. “Marquis-” “Aunty.” Marquis cut her off, as if coaxing a child.

** Flashback. A young woman's voice was heard saying, "Look at you, you're quite handsome, huh?" accompanied by laughter. "Hm." Kylian wanted to respond, but his whole body was numb. He couldn't move at all. His vision was just dark. "If only I could marry someone as handsome as you, I would be happy." The woman laughed again, but her laughter sounded like she was about to cry. 'Why did you say that?' Kylian wanted to ask, but he couldn't. He felt like something was taking him away into deeper darkness.

I froze. "What's wrong, dear?" Linda asked worriedly, walking over to me. "Don't be sad. I'm here for you." "Mom..." The words tumbled out as my tears finally broke free. I clutched her hand, my voice breaking. "Molly is gone."

☆Idris☆ The noisy ring of my phone woke me up as I blinked into the morning light and I found myself captivated by the most stunning green eyes I had ever seen. I never noticed it but this woman's beauty was breathless. I found myself smiling. “You’ve overstayed, Dr. Rells,” she murmured, skipping the usual morning pleasantries. “Good morning to you as well,” I replied, leaning in to plant a kiss on her lips. “Aren’t you going to pick that up?” she asked.

"My lady." I nodded, resuming my needlework with feigned calm. "I've brought you a fresh pot of tea," she said, setting the tray down on the side table. "And....some honeyed biscuits." I nodded, again. She didn't budge. "Thank you, Lara," I said my voice shadowed with tiredness. "Is there anything else?" She hesitated. "Lord Darell and the his grace went out hunting in the southern woods." I didn't reply, but my hands stilled.