Billie Eilish Family Novels & Stories

Laurel, Dorian, Leo, and Cristine were also present in the picture. It was a family photograph. “If you say so,” Cristine prompted. “Please don’t look for her or be worried.” Ellis shuddered. Her parents were practical and would never believe this. She spoke into the communicator. “Ask my mom to take her blood-pressure medicine without fail. And tell dad that his gun still doesn’t work properly.” Cristine stiffened and relayed the message. The aggravation grew on their faces until Ellis’s mother started to cry. “Is this… is this her family?” she asked. There was nobody around to hear.

“Does his family know? Does Armani Chadwick Maude know?” Eloise grinned. “Probably not.” “You’ve got a terrible idea, don’t you?”. “Maybe…”. Elyse laughed. “You’re evil, Eloise Ryan. Absolutely evil.” It was necessary, though, Eloise thought as she began drafting the perfect message. ^^^ ^^^ “Mom,” Natasha groaned, “it’s not a big deal.” Mrs Cullen (trying mother of two betas and owner of Copier Paper Bookstore) leveled her daughter with a disbelieving look as she said, “Don’t be stupid, Natasha. Of course it’s a big deal. You’re meeting his family .”

"There's something happening at home. I need to go." "Is Luna alright?" The genuine concern in Elias' voice reminded Grayson that his lawyer wasn't just a lawyer—he was Luna's father's friend, someone who'd known Elise and had helped bring the truth to light. "I don't know yet. I'm on my way there now." "Go. Family comes first. We'll talk later about the legal details." Family. The word settled warmly in Grayson's chest. That's what Luna was now. What Helena and Grace were becoming. What Elise would be when she was strong enough. A real family, not bound by blood alone but by choice and love and shared survival.

“You’ve been through hell, Ella. Hiding from a maniac ex-husband for years, nearly getting killed, and now you’re tied up with another billionaire who doesn’t exactly scream ‘stable.’ I love Milla and Ben, and I want them as far away from that as possible.” Ella’s eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn’t interrupt. She let me finish, her expression calm but intense, like she was weighing every word. When I stopped, she leaned back, crossing her arms. “I get where you’re coming from, Theo,” she said. “I do. But you can’t just shield Milla and Ben from the world. They’re my niece and nephew, Lily’s cousins. The crap that happens in my life, in Lily’s life—it’s going to spill over to them whether

I said suddenly, leaning forward, “change of plans. Take me to my in-laws’ mansion.” “Yes, Mrs. Lohr.” I simply couldn’t keep the secret for another minute… I had to tell someone. My in-laws would be first. They’d be thrilled, even if this wouldn’t technically be their first grandchild. Elise—the girl they had raised like a daughter since she was thirteen, after her parents died in an accident—had already given birth to a little boy named Ambrose four years ago. She never revealed the father, so the entire Lohr family stepped in without hesitation, taking full responsibility for both of them.

If I hadn’t mentioned it before, Catherine Earnshaw was a twin and her twin brother was Colton Earnshaw. The beautiful blonde-haired man stood beside his bed like the most clueless man in the world. Colton was the less popular of the Earnshaws but he was just as rich. He had his own businesses in England and didn’t want anything to do with the expansion Catherine and his father were doing in America.

That embrace felt calming, more than anything else that day. “Where did Mommy go?” Gesha asked while hugging Giselle’s neck. “Just went out for a bit,” Giselle replied with a smile. “Were you okay today?” Gesha nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! Earlier, I learned to draw with Daddy.” Giselle gently stroked Gesha’s hair. “That’s good.” Elsewhere, far from the mansion, Billy was sitting in his living room with his phone in his hand. The screen showed missed calls, again and again.

Even though he didn't love his new wife as he did with his previous one—Elise's birth mother, he treated her with the respect and care she deserved. Elise's aunt married into the Lark family, thus pulling the two families closer. "Anyway, what did you say to make Elijah agree with you?" Ellison asked. He wanted to hear about his sister's awesomeness and flaunt it to the other siblings. Elise recalled what she had said to Elijah.

Hearing my footsteps, he looked up from the magazine and stood up, "Have you done what I asked you?" I said while walking downstairs, "Yes, Boss," He said, I walked to him and sat down on the couch, he handed me the file which had the complete details of Davina, "Miss Ellis was the youngest daughter of Sean Ellis and Kate Ellis, she has an Elder sister Margate Ellis, and her family abandoned her when she chose to marry Allen, they have a textile company boss, which is quite popular in Asheville and her sister works in the same company," he said while I flipped the pages contained her details and photos of her family.

"Von Schiller... wait..." "Elise's father is the late Fritz von Schiller, Mrs. Schultz." Another silence. Longer this time. If a needle dropped on the floor, someone’s going to jump, promise. "Elise is one of the Von Schillers of VS Holdings of Munich," Gian repeated for emphasis. "Did you think we will just stand by and let Brandon – and your family – get away with how you have treated her?" I didn't really care to hear the dumbfounded apologies that followed Gian's declaration. I also didn't care about how they treated me, even. I was just grateful when he had turned and left them all.