Billy Elias Novels & Stories

“I woke up, and you were gone. Gone! No note, no text, nothing! Do you know how terrifying that was? I thought you’d been kidnapped by some creepy pervert—” “Rhea.” “—tiny little—” “Rhea!” Her rant cut off, though her arms were still waving dramatically. Behind her, Elias appeared in the hallway, leaning against the wall with a piece of toast dangling from his mouth. His hair stuck up in every direction headphone still hung around his neck. “Called it,” he mumbled around the toast. “She’s alive. Pay up.” Rhea spun on him. “Nobody bet you anything!” “I bet myself,” Elias said with a shrug. “And I won.”

He groans and presses his palm to his face. “I—I was just so damn excited,” he mutters through his fingers. “I didn’t think about how it’d sound.” The corner of my mouth twitches. Eleanor, however, just smiles—soft and knowing. Not at all offended by the “old lady” remark. There’s something in her eyes when she looks at Emerald, something deeper. “It’s just—she looked like Myra,” Billy mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. “And she called me dad. Said she’d been waitin’ for me. And I just…”

Nonetheless, she maintained her composure and hid herself behind the wall, trying to listen in to the call. "Yes, everything is under control. I will take her life after having some fun with her." "Nothing will be messed up. Just make sure to pay me on time." "They are on their way. That beta and Elaine is coming on their own. Confirmed it. And the beta wouldn't be making out of it alive no matter how smart he acts. The plan is foolproof." Elijah was coming over with Elaine? That made her frown. This will only be making the matter more troublesome.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Tresh’s compliment did not do much to lift her self esteem either, these days she felt that he was just being polite when complimenting her. At Lilly town state department, Detectives Lucas More and Peter were working as fast as they could to compile a list of potential targets of Billy, the serial killer and psychopath prisoner who was convicted to life in prison for his crimes. Billy had escaped custody that morning after overcoming the prison guard and taking his weapon. In just an hour after his escape, Billy had broken into the judge’s home that convicted him, shot him on the head, killing him instantly. Now out in the wind, the Detectives had to find him before he killed more people.

The atmosphere remained tense as footsteps approached. Elena’s grip on Lucas’ hand tightened as the trio stepped into the room. The first to step inside was a middle-aged man, his posture upright, his expression polite. Behind him, a young man in his early twenties followed. He bore a resemblance to Isabella. Isabella beamed as she introduced them. “This is Billy, my husband.” She gestured toward her husband first. “He works at a multinational company and is very hardworking.” Billy offered a polite nod, his expression measured and neutral.

Typical. Elias sighed dramatically as he slid off the counter, stretching his arms above his head. “Well, it looks like I’m done babysitting.” He mused, strolling past me with a crooked grin. “I patched him up, good Boss. Try not to break him again so soon.” I ignored his comment, keeping my gaze trained on Alex. Elias slipped out of the apartment, leaving me and Alex. He had his back turned to me, his movements now stiff and hesitant. I moved closer, feeling him go rigid as I stood behind him, looking over his shoulder to see what he was making.

Male. Levi whispers, “I recognize Jesse, but not the other one.” Singer nods. “It’s Elder Elias.” “Where the fuck are they, Hansen?” Elias asks in a low sickly gravely tone. “How should I know. Bethany called me and said they changed their minds about helping the cause.” “And what cause might that be?” I ask, stepping into the light. Elias backs away and makes a play to bolt but runs right into Singer. Jesse tries the same, but Levi rushes him and punches him, knocking him out cold.

X Elsie: The heroin is doing its job then ;) x Billy: Fucking right. Seven days. Might as well be seven years right now. X Elsie: Think of how good it'll be when you come back. X Billy: Not helping, now I'm hard and missing you. X Elsie: Try not to think about me all alone in my bed, hot, naked, wet… Billy: Fuck… I'm going to turn the car around. Elsie: See you next week Billy, I can't wait. Xx

He knows the shape of his own resistance. A female team physio two years ago who mistook access for invitation. A male physio before that who let his shoulder deteriorate for six weeks while pursuing a private consulting deal. He has reasons for not trusting anyone who comes at him with a treatment table and good intentions. Tyler materializes beside him, arm around a woman in a silver dress, visibly delighted with himself. "She says she can do the splits right on your lap, Elias. Consider it." Elias's gaze moves to the woman—politely, briefly. She's beautiful in an entirely obvious way, looking at him like he's something to be won.