Brittany Elliott Chase Elliott Novels & Stories

I was ready. I had spent months training for this moment and I was ready. The annual Grand Hunt had finally come for this year. Until now, I couldn’t be a part of the festivities because I was too young. The age for eligibility to participate was 24. This year, it was finally my year. I’d been training since before I even qualified. I would do it; I would win. For my family. I had to. I would restore my family name if it was the last thing I’d do.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth. She was mine..

In the middle, there is a long and elegant staircase made of beautiful concrete. You can hear the sound of heels being worn by a sophisticated woman as she descends the long stairs. She is glamorous, and I assume that she's just the same age as my mom. She was wearing a white dress that was wrapped around her emaciated body. A white and neat coat that was always worn by the doctors I always saw on the television hung on her delicate wrist. "What are you doing here?" the woman stopped as she glanced at the direction we were standing. Her demeanor was formal, but her voice was cold as if it came from the depths.

At first, she thought it was just her illusion, because after all, the Denmark Group was next to her, and it was more likely that they came here for the Denmark Group. Having said that, she suddenly found that these people were here for her. Not only that, they were holding various kinds of cameras and other equipment. They were actually reporters! Before Katie understood what was happening, the reporters surrounded her and even took pictures of her. “You’re Miss Katie from the Shawn family, aren’t you?” “I heard you’ve been waiting here for Master Denmark for over four hours, right?” “Are you waiting for him to make a chance encounter?” “You should know that Master Denmark and Hazel Crowe h

Cherry's POV So, the contract had been officially signed and I was now under the employment of the mysterious Malcolm Balogun. I was his escort now but, I still had a day to be my own woman and not have to bend to the rules of any man. I intended to go all out! In many ways, this Saturday was going to be like a bachelorette party; one last hurrah to do the things that I want before I "tie the knot" and become restricted.

I can see fear in his eyes as the realization sets in. The auctioneer pauses, looking in my direction. “What is your name?” he asks. I cross my legs, my eyes fixed on Jake before darting back to the auctioneer. “My name is Nadine Witte West.” Jake freezes in his seat, and my lips curl into a smile. Shock ripples through the room as everyone stares at me—and more importantly, at Logan beside me. I hear Nathalie gasp from a distance, her eyes wide as saucers. To be honest, I don’t give a damn; this is just the beginning of their misery.

“How many times would you say that in one night?“ I teased. He leaned closer. “I don't know, let's find out?“ I wrapped my arm around his neck. “Well, Ryan Caddel, I love you too,” The End. Bonus Chapter… 13 Years Later… Danielle's POV I stood in front of the mirror in the locker room. My hair was pulled into a ponytail and the team's band was around my head. I took a deep breath. “You can do this Danielle.“ “You are the daughter of Ryan and Sophia Caddel, nothing can stop you from winning,”

ONE LAST CHASE *** Fantastic! That was the last word Charleigh heard from her brother and boss, Tripp, after her presentation before him and Kayden Braxton, the COO, and co-founder. She’d been working her ass off for the past three years at Braxton and Wrylee Associates as an associate architect, and she just spent four weeks on her desk to make a good impression. She deserved more than just the word fantastic.

She hit the ground with a soft, broken gasp, then lifted her head with effort. Her eyes widened in shock when they met mine. There was fear there… but also something else. Recognition. I narrowed my eyes. Elijah stepped closer and leaned in. “Your Highness,” he whispered, “this woman is Brittany Colter. She is the Queen’s sister.” My entire body went rigid. Rissa’s sister. Why would she be here? Before I could speak, another sound filled my head, not through my ears, but through the link. Kyrex. But now his voice was strained. 'She is Thane's right-hand person.'

“Hey. I’m Elliott. Asher’s boyfriend.” Brittany’s eyes went wide. Her hand dropped from my chest like it had burned her. “Oh. Oh my God. I—wow. I didn’t know. Sorry, I just… yeah. My bad.” She laughed, but it was high and embarrassed, her cheeks flushed bright pink under her makeup. “Totally didn’t mean to… um. Have fun, guys.” She backed away so fast she almost tripped over her own heels, then spun and disappeared into the crowd toward the living room.