Young Lorelai Gilmore Novels & Stories

“Indeed. The sprites that live in Araphyra do love to decorate with lights. It makes the glass walls shimmer with warmth.” I turn and look at her, giving her my full attention. Lorelai is a beautiful elf. She has long, straight brown hair, unlike Lily’s whose hair has big curls like her mother. Lorelai’s hair falls to bottom and it’s thick, rich, and dark brown, like the color of walnuts. “Would you give me the honor of a dance, My Lady?” “I would be honored, My Prince.” She says and gently puts her hand into my outstretched one.

A collective gasp rippled through the room. My blood ran cold. My mum’s eyes flashed. “That is not what happened.” Riley tilted her head innocently. “Oh? Then I must be mistaken. Good thing I have evidence.” I froze. She pulled out her phone and connected it to the big screen showing images of Maria Hayes. My father's wife who was now walking with a walking stick. Then images of when she was in the hospital. How did Riley even get these? This happened eleven years ago. “And guess what Lorelei now everyone knows who you are. I don't care if it even spoils my dad's reputation. I am live streaming this event and everyone knows you are nothing but a witch.”

“Indeed. The sprites that live in Araphyra do love to decorate with lights. It makes the glass walls shimmer with warmth.” I turn and look at her, giving her my full attention. Lorelai is a beautiful elf. She has long, straight brown hair, unlike Lily’s whose hair has big curls like her mother. Lorelai’s hair falls to bottom and it’s thick, rich, and dark brown, like the color of walnuts. “Would you give me the honor of a dance, My Lady?” “I would be honored, My Prince.” She says and gently puts her hand into my outstretched one.

"Jealous? Of Shiloh and Joe?" Lauren gave him a playful nudge. "Exactly. Shiloh's body may be growing, but her mind is getting younger. These days, she's like a 17-year-old girl, innocent and curious about everything! Joe is so handsome and gentle, so it's natural that she would depend on him after spending so much time together."

I was at a loss for words and turned to Howard to complain, but he urged me to be more understanding. "Lorelai, Maddi and I have relied on each other since she lost our mother at just 13. She must feel an overwhelming sense of maternal love from you, which is why she feels comfortable being her truest self around you. "This just shows she genuinely accepts you," he explained. I didn't care for her so-called "acceptance". It felt like a thorn lodged in my throat. With no other option, I bought her a small washing machine specifically for washing underwear.

His friend, Callum Bailey, started, [Aidan, are you really marrying Lorelei? He sent a screenshot of my engagement post, and the group chat exploded. Aidan: [I've proposed. No backing out now] His friends weren't impressed, voicing their disapproval one after another. [Bro, with your status, you could snag a younger and cleaner girl.] [Lorelei is almost 30. Even if she's pretty, aren't you bored?] [Selling drinks got her what, a few bucks per bottle? But she raked in three million dollars in three years. We've been to those places. We know what pays like that.]

Cole says as he ushers us in and shakes my parents hands. He nods in my direction and smiles gently towards Annie who smiles confidently (kinda flirtatiously) at him. Just as Cole opens his mouth brows creasing, his mother walks in starting her babble raucous. Her mid-back raven hair hangs loose in soft curls. "Hi there, I'm Lorain, but call me Lora. I see you've met my son, Jame-" she's cut of by a slightly embarrassed Cole. Who knew Mr. Bad Boy over here could be polite and get embarrassed

She said and I blushed again, this was an unhealthy amount of blushing. “Lorelai is a board member of event planners in New Jersey, she is a tech consultant but has a leg in architecture,” Mr Rogers said with a twinkle of what looked like pride in his eyes and I smiled, that was where I recognized her name from. Lorelai Smith- Rogers “I am flattered,” I said under my breath and she laughed dismissively but I knew it was a big deal. “Nice to meet you officially.” I stretched out my arms and she received it with enough warmth.

I bet she does have a lot of stories to share. “ Just like you two, I was a single lady back in our town. Now, before you give me those looks, I know everyone's bound to be single at every moment of their life, at least before they find a partner and get married.” I snuggled up against Jason and he held me tightly in his arms. There we sat into the night, watching the fire burn slowly and listening to grandma share her humorous stories about her days as a younger lady. “ My father said ‘Lorelei, you are going to get married. With or without a groom, we are going to make sure you walk down the aisle. Even if it means getting married to yourself.’ I found that disrespectful, like do you mean I

It wasn't long before we see him walk underneath us; he turns around in a circle and says, "Where did you go, sweetheart?" Lorelei jumps from one branch to the next until we are close enough to the cabin that she jumps to the ground and then takes off running. She runs through the door, has a quick look around and just as I expected, our clothes from earlier were gone. She then runs through the bedroom and into the closet. She sits down and I feel that wave of heat run through me. I then stand quickly and grab a blouse, some underwear, and one of my modified skirts. I walk out of the closet, into the bedroom as Henry comes storming back into the cabin yelling,