http://slow.writerscafe.org/LostLittleLily The original writings of author L.L. Lily en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776180092 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Nate after texting Emma to meet up that evening presented her with a large box sheeted with a silk wrapping from behind the passenger seat. It nearly was the size of her two arms spread width-wise on both her sides and stood tall covering the top half of her body. She hesitated before shearing the w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346743/ PrologueEmily Rose "Emma" Kemp stood by the edgeof the peer, her arms crossed over her chest and buried in the warmth of herarmpits as the coastal breeze brushed ever so hastily like a competitive gameof tug of war at her long fuchsia frilly dress and light auburn tresses. Itseemed like .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346417/  "Señorita Kemp," snarled a heavy Spanish accented female voice. Emma, head buried on the nest of her arms against her desk rose up, alert and looking around from all her sides for the source. Her gaze fell upon a short framed woman - her supposed Spanish teacher who lived by the name of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346266/ In the mess hall Emma sat on the middle of the two girls Anna and Agatha, Madilda had taken the seat across them and was sitting side by side with the twin brothers Edward and Lucas. Scouring the place, she had spotted Ruby in the far end of the room by the door, a tray on hand and seemed to look lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346264/ As if replaying a distant memory, Emma had passed the curb and coincidentally bumped into the tall framed Jiro. He had worn a two shades of grey sweater, the sharp lines of his collarbone as always bulging he regarded her with little interest not bothering to help in aiding her to pick her items up... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346263/  Nightfall, as it seemed to unload many of its darkness, Emma can’t help but keep quiet in her bed ignore Nate’s threat and sleep the day by. By the stroke of midnight she slipped onto something decent, light as to what Nate preferred and she would have rather liked it that way to m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346262/ 3 years agoSeventeen year old Emma stood under the large oak tree by the schools courtyard, surrounding her was her circle of friends who had all did but giggle as she took on the spotlight making a total fool of herself as she cracked a joke they barely understood all because of her broken bred of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346260/ As I promised hopefully i'd get out something by the end of holy week (vacation) but sadly there is just too much to write in this beautiful story of mine and apparently there would be a sequel right after i'm done with this one :)  Hope y'all like it and don't forget to vote/comment i'd like t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346259/ Read more and follow me at wattpad :) http://www.wattpad.com/story/15181706-whispers-in-the-wind-book-1-whispering-forgiveness http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1346256/ Girl in mafiaMafiaGuy is a soccer player studying in Harvard medical schoolMeets girl on the back of pick up injured pass outBrings her to his place and treat her wounds night timeGuy is a rich perfectionistGirl is a tomboyish mafia agent wanting to quitMy arm is friggin' killing me! Note to self if.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302329/ 1. Good girls gone badDisco lights manifolds of strangers crowding around you partying the sound of the hip new songs playing you're so drunk. Ever imagined getting all boozed up with friends at a random bar drinking you problems and sorrows down. Like normal teenagers everyone tried going to a cool.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302326/ That girl is a romantic comedy novel of two high school students, Aubrey O'Brien and Jude Bassoon. "There's something about her that draws me near her... I just don't know what."Love at first sight.An awkward love story.Jude assigned to check out all the classrooms for lunchbreak, finds the sle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302322/ Bridesmaid- fantasia had been in numerous weddings, her dream had always been to be wed like a princess. From a flower girl brought into the throwing of bouquet, to the bridesmaid role years after. Before she looses hope in love, will she ever mind the right guy and be the bride instead of her maid? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302318/ Camellia's ~~ guren Gwen crimson lotus flower Yukimaru snow villageOh little flower how could such beauty suck such sweet and tender kindness? It's purity stained bloodshot by guilt and sin. An unforgivable death that haunts me till this day. Young, fighting without experience for the sake of my lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302316/ Girl who is invincible to everyone. Only one guy can see her, wears a hood. In order for her to exist he has to kiss her. Unfortunately that set it up.Girl hand gets injured guy washes her hair thinks its beautiful. Strokes it."Harold Mathews" the homeroom teacher calls out the newbie's name. Dazed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302314/ Star lights like the bars colorful strobe lights beamed brightly above the dark midwinter night, gust formed by the acceleration of cars scattered the Decaying autumn leaves. Ivan's hair danced with the wind as the force of the cars acceleration blew them off his forehead, steering the wheel of his .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302312/ Lucas hemwickMindyGirl and boy best friends since childhood. On the fifth grade, girl is supposed to leave at the beginning of winter. On the last day of autumn, their class go out to make a scrap book, and the book leaf technique as a memoir. boy tells girl to meet him under the tree at their speci.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302308/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1302303/ The 1 million dollar questionWhich is the worst addiction ever gambling or smoking? For one, why buy something that would eventually kill you? Why sell the damn thing in the first place. If you wanted to die in the first place why don't you just killed yourself earlier instead of having everyon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1289571/ Like any ordinary day as usual, waiting forhim to notice me. There are days when I wish it could be someone else. Lockedwith a thought of him and I can only think about him. From the first time wemet, it was love at first sight or I think it was I don’t know what he feels orif he feels.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1287702/ 6:59 p.m. Garner manor The grey Persian with its golden slit eyes lay curled into a furry ball on the study's desk besides Quinn. It's tail waving back and forth as she stroked its fur, unlike their first meeting the two had gone well together and afternoon's were always spent with her in the st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1285189/ "What do you mean you don't do lipstick?" Exclaimed Silvia, forcibly smearing a chalk of lipstick on Quinn's small chapped lips, with Quinn's squirming and utter refusal, the chalk missed and a dented line of scarlet like a misled sharpie streamed unevenly from her lips to her chin. "I don't do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1284053/ The sun shun high above us, the prickly heat hitting my skin, tanning it glittery gold. It feel like it was just yesterday, so clear and vivid, like a freshly painted painting. Not as damp that you couldn't touch it or else the wet paint would wear off, and not as dull and old as a painting smeared .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1284052/ Quinn wore a velvet laced dress that hugged the perfect curves of her body and ran no longer than half her silky Snow White thighs. The milky shade of velvet making the high pinned bleached blond curls of hers seem lighter than usual. She ran her small almond fingers across the silky bed below her, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1284051/ "We're all fools when we're in love" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1284049/ my feelings/motto in writing ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1283578/ The next noon came and Quinn slid into denim yoga pants with a perfectly fit purple striped sweater as her chosen top. A sharp knock came from her door and Lucas strode in, his hands as usual buried in his jeans pocket. Quinn stared at his reflection through the large mirror of her wardrobe, her bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1283536/ October 31, 2025 2 p.m., Atlanta Georgia."Have a safe trip Elliot!" Was the last words he heard from the blond with dark blue pools of eyes smiling sweetly as he traded off the same welcoming smile before shutting the doors behind him. He draped his sports bag over his left shoulder and ad.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1283535/ Poolsof sunlight spilled across Katie’s sprawling curled body on a nest like divan.Her breathing like her sleep was peaceful and silent, even numbers of deepinhales then exhales. Her eyes relaxingly squeezed shut and arm outstretched asher pillow. Songbirds hummed a beautiful melody, t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1282939/ As a new member of the Garner clan, Quinn would be... Meeting the new family? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1280418/ Sunrise, 5:30 a.m. Quinn sunk into a deep slumber the moment the sun rose high above the sky. Or maybe it was because of her satisfactory made divan with its pillows as soft as feathers and bedding as hallow as marshmallows sinking with her body weight. She wasn't tired but all her thought.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1280417/ December 23 2025Quinn held out the document on one hand and the wheel on the other. She had just returned from a trip to the the court house for the finality of her divorce to her first love, Zack Merryk. For a more than twenty years, even something so beautiful couldn't last forever. Tears of joy r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1280416/ Now that she's turned what is she supposed to do? Quinn unable to accept the fact that she's dead for eternity she breaks the biggest rule of the manor: Never fall for your sire but what if he does? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1280412/ Darkness seemed to devour empty space ifit had not done so already. Katie with her silky long blond hair flutteringdown her shoulders, stood there in pitch-black darkness palms pressed againsther ears as an expression of pain crossed her beautiful facade. The eerie soundof knives scratching .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1278972/ When Normal Girl Katie Stokes have this unexplainable dream her whole life begins to change, she is kidnapped by hot guys with wings, and thus exposed to the world of Black Hawks and Golden Wings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1278961/ A poem about culture, history, ostracism and the idea to enforce change. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1257351/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1245591/ the title speaks for itself :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1245588/ Jean plopped on herseat irritated, it was troublesome already that Tristan had bothered her inclass, now she had to endure two hours of torture by sitting with him in themost harmonious days in church. The small world they once live was slowly shrinkingand they had become close even when she.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230909/ Jake playfully pullshis sisters leg from under her bed sheets as she groaned. It was a weekend andJean wanted to catch more shuteye after the stress she had to endure throughoutthe monthly final exams. Persistent Jake sneaked on the top of her bunk,tickling her to death. Jean gave in rubbing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230908/ Jean didn’t know whyTristan paid so much attention towards her in one day. The first time she hadmet him, he had did more than just helping her with her glasses, he introduceshimself to class and keep staring at her like a perverted stalker,  following her to the girls bathroom, and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230907/ The warning bellrang having everyone shove and squeeze through the doors as they hurried inclass leaving the poor Jean behind, tripping. She knelt down scouring the areafor her glasses without any luck whatsoever when a blurry tall figure had heldher hand. “Are you looking for this?&rd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230906/ At 17 Jean met her first and only love Tristian (19), at 18 they got married and was seperated. At 21, they reunited. Will things be same as before? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230905/ hurt, cared for, but a love triangle? What? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230903/ our lovely assassin is injured? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230901/ continuing from the morning run, why is Nathan angry? Hmm I wonder... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1230900/ a day off before the next http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1229924/ target one, the vixen is in a role. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1229921/ Book 2 of the Lovely Assassin Series "Prosecutor by day the lovely vixen assassin by night" ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1229916/ A quick lesson before reading... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LostLittleLily/1226665/