Alex And Eliza: A Love Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She stood in a flowing cloak, resting her hand on her stomach. She looked at her stomach and whispered to her child, “You’re already part of something greater than me. Greater than all of this.” Behind her, the door opened. Alexander. His arms wrapped around her waist gently, his chin resting on her shoulder. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then he murmured, “They’ll tell your story for generations.” Eliza chuckled softly. “Let them. But tell it true. I was terrified.” He smiled. “That’s why it mattered.”

But Elise’s tears flow on her face. “Mark me, love!” Alex said. “I think that you are bipolar.” she whispered. “You can’t hate me and then tell me that you love me.” “I have loved you for weeks, but I was too proud to recognize this! Mark me please!” and seeing that she will not do it, he starts to kiss her mark, making her shiver. “Elise Alexandra Kent '' and smiling at her he repeats the words she said to him a few weeks ago. “and unfortunately Varan. Will you accept me as your alpha and chosen mate, if tomorrow we will discover that we are not fated mates?”

He increased his pace when he felt himself getting closer to the edge. Eliza picked another handful of his hair, her legs shook as her whole body felt numb, she had never been so satisfied in her whole life. And when he broke free into her, he stopped and leaned on her, his breaths was hot and loud. Slowly, he began the slow rotation again, kissing and caressing her whole body. “I..I love you,” Alex murmured. Still enveloped in their lovemaking and pleasure, Eliza couldn’t hear what he said, until he repeated it, “I love you Eliza.”

It was clear that Dudley Baker's men were impatiently waiting. "Agreed," said Elisha quickly. "I agree. Don't worry. I'm not the kind of person who breaks promises." "Good. Then, come here." "Why? What are you going to do? What exactly are you planning, Alex?" Alex didn't answer right away and just stared fixedly at Elisha. He then smiled, saying, "Didn't I tell you before? Elisha, we're gonna make love." Gosh! ***

One of the traps was tripped, but the clever fox got away. After offering a few suggestions on how to lure the fox into the trap and keep him there, Eliza made her excuses and headed off to bed. As she hopped into the shower to quickly wash off the day’s sweat and grime, she said a brief prayer to whoever was watching out for her that she’d wake up in her own bed and wearing her pajamas in the morning

Wandering down the hall, she passed the door to the library and froze. It was cracked open. She pushed it slowly, revealing the room inside. It was dark, lit only by a sliver of moonlight from the tall arched window. But there, behind the desk, sat Alex. She didn’t say anything. Just stood there, uncertain. He didn’t look up. “I didn’t know about Eliza,” she said finally, her voice barely carrying. “I know,” Alex replied, but his tone was flat. Indifferent. Not the kind of ‘I know’ that forgave anything, but one that simply acknowledged a fact before discarding it.

“You’re wondering, aren’t you? Wondering what her return means. What it means for you. For Ferris.” I swallowed hard. I tried to keep my voice steady even as my hands trembled. “Tell me what I need to know, Alexandra.” “Straight to the point, are we?” she mocked. “Fine. I’ll tell you everything. But fair warning, Elise—it’s not a story for the faint of heart.” She stepped back, pacing leisurely in the small confines of the cell, as though she were telling a tale for an audience. “Ferris and Joan,” Alexandra began “They were the kind of love story people write songs about. She wasn’t just his mate, Elise. She was his everything. His true love. His sun, moon, and stars.”

After Armaan departed from home, Grandmother Mrs. Harlow Lee immediately asked Aviva to make a call to Reese. Everyone is so happy with Armaan’s approval. They all like Reese not because she is the daughter of their family friend. But she holds a unique enchantment that can please anyone.

She chose this name because she loved the name and the meaning behind it. The name, Eliza means God's promise, and it was like I have got a mother. I did, and we enjoyed each other's presence. She was someone who I can learn from and she loved me, and not just tolerated me. Abigail taught me many things about life and taught me to have my own opinion and how to express it.

One of the witches beside her asked curiously as she saw that the king was not moving. "No!, Not yet I'd rather do it with my bare hands." Selena replied as she sunk into the sofa that was close to where the mirror stood. "I only gave him a heart attack, I needed to hasten our plan you see?" The witch who had asked about the king still stood my Selena, her name was Lia, she seemed to be the closest witch to Selena as Selena had thought her almost all she knew about sorcery, it was more like she had been trying to recreate herself in the girl.