Bridgerton Cast Eloise Novels & Stories

Finally a fine young lady stepped forward, and as if she could control their will, they all remained quiet. "Prince Elias." I felt my body become stiff when I heard the name Elias. It sounded similar to the name of the younger shadow in my vision. "Ezar Ego, greets his majesty, Prince Elias." She said, She was an Ego too? Could she be his cousin, wait what is going on. I glanced over at Richard who seemed to continuously avoid my eyes, he knew why I was glaring at him. I never knew his name was Elias.

Every time I closed my eyes, I kept seeing the pale, terrified expression on Eloise’s face when she crashed into Jake on Monday, and the absolute wall of ice she had built between us in the AP English classroom yesterday. ​I leaned against the hood of my sleek black sports car, my golden-blonde hair messy, my piercing blue eyes locked onto the front door of the guest cottage. I was waiting. ​At exactly 6:40 AM, the wooden door clicked open. Eloise stepped out, her canvas backpack slung over one shoulder, her frame completely swallowed by a dark, oversized crewneck sweater. Her copper waves were tied up in a loose, hasty bun, a few stray curls framing her face. She looked tired, but there was

She shot him a warning look, but Matteo just chuckled, unlocking the doors. “Hop in, chief bridesmaid,” he teased. “Let’s get you to work before your ‘Sibling-boss’ thinks you’re slacking.” Eloise slid into the seat, rolling her eyes. By the time Matteo dropped her off, Eloise’s mood hadn’t improved much. She thanked him curtly, smoothing her dress and heading inside, determined to at least act like she had it all together. As soon as she reached her desk, she barely had time to set her bag down when a familiar voice called out.

I try my best not to dwell on everything Eloise just said as I ear my doughnut and sip my coffee hoping that she will come back soon to vomit whatever rubbish it is that she wants to vomit because it is very obvious that she is only trying to take advantage of the whole scandal to get attention since she likes seeking attention. After being gone for a while, Amelia returns to the room to inform the others that Brian is on his way, so I take off my AirPods to hear whatever is going on clearly. “Hello guys, welcome to my YouTube channel” Eloise voice resounds from the door getting my attention “I am Eloise Jenson and I am reporting Live from Kings corporation” she continues and I hiss. “I am i

“Hmm. Sure. But here you are, watching her like a man who’s drowning.” She stood up, fixing her gown. “Well, I’ll leave you to your little fantasy then. I’ve got someone else to talk to.” She leaned in with one last smirk. “Also… you might want to make a move. She’s staring at you right now.” My head snapped back toward Eloise. And she was. She was looking right at us. Her brows were slightly drawn, her lips tight, her gaze hard and searching. And then— Just for a flicker—

“He really is a dedicated actor, huh? Hit himself without hesitation just to win you back? Jacob clenched his fists, his whole body shaking now. “Are you blind? He really fainted! Hurry and get the first aid kit! I need to stop the bleeding!” Lovely had been frozen until now. Shaken out of her daze, she spun around and bolted for the stairs. “I’m going to look for it!” Eloise’s face darkened. Her voice was quiet but void of warmth. “When you're finished, please leave. You're not welcome here.” Jacob blinked in disbelief. “What?” He looked at her like he didn’t recognize her anymore. “Eloise, you’ve changed so much. I don’t recognize you anymore.”

Now they were professionally mounted, highlighted by golden lighting, her name elegantly printed at the bottom of each frame. My throat tightened. I had missed all of this. Every step of her growth. Time passed slowly. The assistant brought me a glass of water, which I barely touched. Then, at last, I heard the soft clack of heels against the tiled floor. My head shot up. Eloise walked in with a tablet in one hand and her phone in the other. She wore wide-legged ivory trousers and a black silk blouse tucked neatly at the waist, her curly hair pulled back in a sleek bun. She looked… god, she looked like a diva.

Aleksander sighed. "Well, there are still a bunch of beautiful ladies around us. You have the looks. It will be so easy for you to end the night in a bed with the woman of your taste," Arthur's eyes followed a woman who smiled at them. "I'm afraid I have to leave you alone for a while, General." "Go on, then." Aleksander nodded softly. "There are wines over there. Loosen up, man." As the host of the evening began to talk about something that General Kius wasn't listening to, Elizabeth entered the palace entrance and caught everyone's eyes on her. The red dress made her the apple of their stares.

“She won’t be a problem for long.” Adele, who had been fiddling with the edge of her dress, glanced up sharply. “What do you mean by that?” I tilted my head, enjoying the brief look of concern that crossed her face. “Oh, it's no big deal. She is getting married.” I said casually. “Getting married?” Eloise cut in, sitting up straighter. “What do you mean, getting married? Didn’t her fiancé cheat on her and end things?” I raised my eyebrows, surprised. “Really? He cheated?”