Novels by L.D Elizabeth

The day after the re-audition announcement, Rosewood Academy felt electric with competition. Each hallway was lined with posters that advertised the Winter Present. Again, everyone previously cast had to try again.Melody did not, of course, feigning surprise at news she helped orchestrate.Ariella walked into the main building with her usual grace, while she ignored the stares and whispering groups. Razor-sharp was focus for her. She wasn’t just auditioning. Her comeback was at stake.She needed to do something other than that first, though.---He sat with crossed legs against the bench below the oak tree in back quad. Typing fast upon his tablet open, he had one earbud in—probably another code string for whatever app he was building this week.Ariella came near with one hand holding on to a water bottle, the other holding a protein bar.He didn’t look up.She spoke, putting them on the bench near him: “I saw you skip breakfast again.”He replied coldly, “I didn’t ask about that.”S

The students of Rosewood had always liked gossip.But this time, every whisper was about Ariella Kane.“She went after Zane.”“She didn’t even deny it.”“Did you see how she walked out like nothing happened?”Ariella kept her head high as she walked to first period, each step sharper than the last. Her phone had been flooded with cryptic messages, fake sympathy, and thinly-veiled attacks.“Hope you’re okay, babe. People are just jealous 🥺”“Crazy how quick people turn, right? 🤭”“If you need to talk… I’ll totally listen (no judgment 😇).”She deleted them all.They could say all they wanted.She had decided she wouldn't care about it all and that's what she did.Because they wouldn’t break her again.---First Period – LiteratureShe sat in her usual seat. Alone. No one dared sit too close.Even Tasha, her soft-spoken classmate, gave her a cautious look.Ariella didn’t blame her. Loyalty took time—and right now, she was poison.Melody waltzed in late, wearing a pastel blue sweater,

The music pulsed like a heartbeat as Ariella stepped into the massive Grey estate, her heels clicking on marble floors. Rosewood’s elite were already scattered across the grand hall—laughing, drinking, scheming. Crystal chandeliers sparkled above like stars, but Ariella knew there was nothing celestial about this night.This party was a battlefield.She adjusted her silk burgundy dress, the one that clung just enough to make people turn but not stare. Her hair was swept into effortless curls. She looked like she belonged. She always had. That was the thing about being reborn—you remembered exactly how to play the role.Ariella Kane didn’t need an invitation to walk into a lion’s den. She was raised by wolves.Her eyes scanned the room.Melody Monroe.There she was—wearing silver, radiant, already surrounded by people. Fake smile, fake laugh, fake warmth. Melody could charm a priest into sinning, and no one ever saw the snake underneath the sequins. Not yet.Ariella gave her a soft smi

Rosewood Academy – FridayAriella Kane was getting good at pretending.Pretending to be calm.Pretending Melody’s eyes didn’t follow her everywhere.Pretending she hadn’t already lived this day once—and lost.She adjusted her blazer, checked her watch, and walked into the marble halls of Rosewood like she owned them. Not because she still thought she did. But because she wanted everyone else to believe she might.Today was important.In her past life, Friday of the first week was when Melody made her first big move. She had planned a casual “surprise” in front of everyone—a spilled drink that had ruined Ariella’s dress, made her snap at Melody, and started a wave of gossip that slowly chipped away at her image.This time, Ariella wore dark colors. Minimal accessories. No drink in hand.She came prepared for war disguised as routine.---Morning Assembly – Rose Garden PlazaStudents stood in groups, waiting for the weekly student announcements. The sky was clear, and the teachers lined

Rosewood Academy – MidweekAriella walked into school with her chin slightly raised, her steps quiet but steady.She wasn’t trying to make a scene. Not anymore.Let the others talk. Let Melody pretend nothing had changed.Because things had.Every move Ariella made now had a purpose.---8:00 AM – Library Before ClassTasha was already there, sitting near the window with two coffees and a stack of textbooks.“You really came,” she said, surprised but smiling.“I said I would,” Ariella replied, sliding into the seat across from her.She had spent years ignoring girls like Tasha—kind, quiet, invisible. Now, she saw something more important: loyalty that couldn’t be bought.They studied for thirty minutes, quietly going over world history notes and quiz flashcards. Ariella asked real questions. Tasha answered confidently, slowly growing more at ease.“You’re actually really smart,” Ariella said.Tasha blinked, then looked down shyly. “I just like reading.”“You should speak up more.”Tas

Rosewood Academy, Day Two---The morning felt lighter than it should have.Ariella Kane sat at the edge of her bed, brushing her long dark hair in slow strokes. Her phone buzzed again and again with messages.Melody [7:04 AM]: You okay? You’re being weird lately.Melody [7:11 AM]:Want me to wait at the gate?Melody [7:30 AM]:Ari??Ariella didn’t reply.She knew this was Melody’s panic disguised as concern. In their old life, Melody had controlled who she spoke to, where she sat, even how she reacted. Ariella had mistaken that for friendship.Not anymore.---7:50 AM. School Gates.Ariella stepped out of the car on her own this time, thanking the driver with a nod.Students were already forming their usual cliques around the courtyard. Melody stood near the gate, eyes darting, clearly searching for her.Ariella walked past without stopping.Melody’s voice followed. “Ariella!”She turned slowly, offering a polite smile. “Morning.”Melody caught up, walking beside her, lower lip slig