Ava Elizabeth Novels & Stories

It was the Daughter of the Duke who was renowned for her intelligence and uniqueness, Celine Diamond. And in that second, Ezra, who saw Ezekiel's expression realized… that Ezekiel had fallen in love at first sight with that woman. “…she… is the Saintess who saved me…”

Elizabeth said. They went back down to the tavern. It was too early for a crowd; a few men sat hunched over mugs, and a boy wiped down tables with desultory swipes. Elizabeth approached the tavern keeper. “We’re looking for someone,” she said. “A woman named Alina. Eldorian.” She placed the cloth on the counter. “Her cousin gave us this.”

I said, my mind travelling back to earlier today. " Is he your father " Gale asked and I lifted my gaze to him, I knew it wouldn't take long before he figures everything out. I nodded and he stared at me for a while " What about your mother ?" He questioned and to that I lowered my eyes again. "Her name was Elena, she had beautiful emerald eyes and dark curls. Mr Rogers said that she was bubbly but calm as a storm, that her heart was pure but also vicious " I added with a smile, I felt something warm in my heart.

She said and gave Evelyn a sweet smile. Evelyn Forrester. Her ex-best friend from high school who randomly decided one day that Elizabeth would be her rival in everything. Elizabeth was still not sure how they became friends, as they have nothing in common except being heirs from affluent households. Where Elizabeth loved fashion and was hardworking and independent, Evelyn was just a socialite who lived off her parent’s wealth.

Within seconds, images flood the screen. A woman. Long raven hair. Dark eyes. My face. I gasp, stumbling back. “That… that’s me.” Michael exhales sharply. “Elizabeth Bell,” he murmurs, his eyes scanning the page. “Actually… Bell is your married name. You were Elizabeth Alexander.” The name rings in my ears, unfamiliar yet carrying the weight of something I can’t quite grasp.

Why not go find out yourself", the officer replied and Left, Rissa moved forward, "Hey", Rissa waved Mrs Elizabeth removed her glass and smiled at her, "Brown is right, she is the perfect girl for our son, even though she looks rough, but she is still very pretty" "You are Rissa right?"Mrs Elizabeth asked "Yes ma", but I don't know who you are, Rissa answered, "Calm down", take a seat, Mrs Elizabeth said nicely, Rissa did as she said, "I am Elizabeth, and am Brown sister"

Elizabeth said. "My dear queen if I may be bold," Allen spoke suddenly. Elizabeth looked at him and said, "Speak". "Why are you showing so much concern suddenly to a mare human girl Your Majesty? Is she really Princess Aisha as they guessed before" Allen asked with expectant eyes. Elizabeth smiled lightly as she said "I wish she was Allen I really wish" She sighed deeply and then continued "She is not Aisha… She is Henry and Diana's daughter Elena". "Your Majesty…" Allen was completely shocked.

"How could you?" "Mama said that she hasn't shopped for five years. All this time, Mama has always been thrifty and thinks ten times about buying new things. But especially today, Mama gave me and herself freedom. I can buy anything. So, I bought a lot of books for study. I want to make Papa proud." Elizabeth's face grew creased when she heard Sky call Edmund Papa. Even though the little girl was her granddaughter, she was the daughter of Alice, a woman she didn't like. The one who could call Edmund Papa was the son of Edmund and Giselle, her dream daughter-in-law.

Apart from seeing her as her teacher, Elizabeth also saw her as a motherly figure. Sure, it reminded her of the days when she was still in the Wilde’s household, but, with each sunrise, she got used to Palio being by her side. However, it was foolish of her to think it would last forever. Elizabeth should have known that her happy time would soon bite her in the back. She is a witch, after all. It was during one of her trips back from the market. She chanced upon an elderly woman in rags breathing heavily against the wall of the alley. Concerned, she gave her an apple, but... “I don’t need that, Miss. I am on the last leg of my life when… I wasn’t supposed to be.” Elizabeth furrowed her brow

Kale POV Elizabeth Vance. The only child of the Pack General, Marcus Vance. Seventeen years old. Spoiled rotten, but somehow she had still grown into the kind of young lady everyone respected. Polished. Poised. The perfect arm candy for a dinner like this. Her hobbies were writing, reading, and other boring activities that were almost identical to Rhea’s….. My fist tightened around the file page, crinkling the edge. The photo of Elizabeth, with her blonde hair so similar to mine but green eyes instead of blue, stared back at me with a perfect smile. Perfect everything.