Call Elia Novels & Stories

First Phase II Elena moved forward and went into a fighting stance, her determination palpable. She knew that convincing Claud meant proving her worth, and this was her chance. She took a deep breath, focusing her energy and preparing to give her all. Lupa stood a few feet away, her expression calm and composed. She nodded slightly, signaling Elena to begin. With a quick exhale, Elena launched her first attack, a swift punch aimed at Lupa’s midsection. Lupa easily sidestepped the blow, her movements fluid and precise.

The seamstress continued softly, “You have courage, and I admire that. I will help you as often as I can. You’ll have your passage of words, as long as I draw breath.” Elia’s heart leapt. She grasped the seamstress’s hand and pressed her lips gently against it. “Thank you… truly.” “Go,” the seamstress said, her voice like a mother’s hush. “You’ve already lingered too long. Dawn will bring new risks.” … Outside the carriage, the world had darkened. Elia dismounted as the wheels creaked to a halt near the hidden trail she had come from. She looked back at the seamstress one last time, gratitude shimmering in her eyes.

and didn’t even hesitate to tap video call. The phone rang once,twice and then three times but there was no answer. Layla grinned to herself. “Pick up, old man,” she muttered. On the fourth ring—The screen connected. Elias appeared on the screen.He was sitting behind his desk in his penthouse office, the city lights glowing behind him through the large windows. His sleeves were rolled up, his tie loosened slightly, and papers were spread across the desk. He looked exactly like someone who had been working nonstop for hours and exactly like someone who had just been interrupted.

Elara was trying to absorb everything that this woman was saying, soaking in every word she uttered, and committing it to memory. “Before we begin, is there anyone here with more than 2 parts to themselves? Any tri breeds?” She asked, scanning the group for any raised hands. “That’s you, little one,” Lief whispered to Elara. “Raise your hand.” Elara did, finding herself to be the only one. All eyes were on her now, and she shrunk a bit, feeling very shy. Lief grabbed her hand, feeling her soul changing. Icarus stepped in front of her, slightly blocking her from anyone's view, with a scowl as if to dare anyone to say anything.

I'd be dating them one on one, for 5 minutes at a time, in a freaking elevator. After discussing some more logistics, I got started creating the questionnaire that I wanted to send out to the interested men. If I had even a shot at connecting with any of them, I wanted to make sure they weren't total scum. Together, Ellie, Lydia, and I came up with the following 5 questions: 1. How old are you and what's your job at Clicked? 2. Why are you interested in participating in "eleDATE?" 3. If chosen, are you okay with your name being used in the article? Yes or No.

‘Do not cower. ‘Do not think.’ ‘Keep the facade of strength until you believe it.’ ‘Do not disappoint me.’ “Do you Hera Michaels, princess of the white moon pack take Eleazar Reynolds, Alpha of Elisora pack to be your lawfully wedded husband, to stand by him in wealth and in poverty, in light and in darkness, in health and sickness, in your young age and till you grow old, to respect, to love, to protect and to remain loyal to till the end of your life?

I held her without the urgency of battle, just slow, grounding touches. “I was wrong for so long,” I admitted. “I took you because I could. I kept you because I needed to. But you… you chose us every time. Even when it cost you everything.” Mia kissed me softly. “We chose each other in the end.” The moment was interrupted by a priority alert. Elena’s voice was calm but urgent. “Elara has sent a private channel. She wants to speak to Mia alone.” I wanted to refuse. But Mia squeezed my hand. “Let me hear what she has to say. We need every advantage.”

"Pay? Darling, I’m an investor. I put up fifty million to sponsor this sector of the Renaissance. I didn't think you’d actually press the button, though. I thought you’d take the 'settlement' and move back to your mother’s house in the suburbs to cry over scrapbooks." He chuckled, a sound that used to comfort her but now made her skin crawl. "But this? This is better. Seeing you realize that you’re a Level 1 in a world of wolves... it’s the best return on investment I’ve had all year. Just remember: when you fail—and you will—I’m the one who signs the paperwork to let you out." "I'm not coming out the way I went in," Elara said. She walked over to the digital wall, staring at the names of th

"Their minds are part of the hardware now! You pull those wires, and their brains will fry!" Leo didn't flinch. He walked over to the glass wall and tapped it with his pipe. "I’ve seen how this company works. They always have a 'Safety Protocol' for the hardware. They wouldn't risk losing their most valuable assets." He looked at Elara. "Elara, you were a 'Reader.' You know how the interface works. Can you find the 'Eject' command?" --- ### The Reader's Redemption Elara looked at the thousands of children. Her face was pale, but her eyes were steady. She remembered the thumbprint on the sky. She remembered the feeling of being the one who watched.