Chise Elias Novels & Stories

For the first time in the history of Shane Group, the president himself had decided to personally accompany one of his models to a photoshoot. Vicktor Caldwell—a man known for his cold demeanor and lack of visible emotion—was now sitting calmly in the waiting chair, his eyes never once leaving Elisha as she posed beneath the glow of the studio lights.

Katerina got up from the couch, shaking her head in both disgust and annoyance as she walked toward the bar. One of the girls walked toward our table, but both Ezra and Diego didn’t pay her a second glance. “They smell like aphrodisiac,” Ezra stated, and Diego shook his head. “Forcing their pleasure out of them. Something that my father has as a profession. It is a shame that he doesn’t see it as wrong and doesn’t have anyone to tell him off, don’t you think?” Diego said, standing up as he looked at the woman, Katerina. “What are you going to do?” I asked, and he looked back at Cosimo. “On my mark, we are going to leave…”

“Long… Long time no see!” Seth grunted a cold, imperceptible grunt but did not say anything. Chelsea’s eyes grew even wider. Her eyes nearly fell out of their sockets! It was… Elijah Moses taking the initiative to say hi to her! She reconfirmed the direction she was looking in, and it was true! Elijah Moses was saying hi to her and not to Seth! Chelsea felt excitement washing all over her! She looked at ‘Elijah’ excitedly. “Young Master Moses! Long time no see!’

Vex is definitely going to win tonight's match. I can't ever doubt my idol," Elias said, jumping up and down. He was so drawn to that biker named Vex, yet he hadn't even seen Vex's face. But Vex had been Elias's idol for over three years. Vex once saved Elias from the robbers, who were actually his rivals at the university. Elias couldn't afford to miss Vex's match.

Elisa stood up too and went to stand beside keisha. ". Good morning, she said with a sneered tightness in her voice. I'm Keisha, Keisha Santos and I.i.i um, I'm the owner of Keis fresh catch. Keisha saw that the written speech wasn't helping and it was making her more nervous than she was, so she folded the piece of paper and handed it to Elisa. Adam was wondering why Keisha had done that, he spent the whole night writing that speech for her. Keisha loosened up, but Elliot's angry eyes couldn't stop glaring at her, making her uncomfortable. " I'm Keisha Santos and I grew up on an island. I know you might all be wondering if I had done a fish business before. The answer is yes, I have. A few

I replied. Cheska sighed and sat down on her working desk. “Well, Elise chose the side she wanted to be,” she said. Vladimir had chased this woman until the very end of the world. He found her but not Vladimir. His whereabouts were still unknown. “After you finish your piece, you can lock the shop up, Viv. Don’t stay too long,” Cheska said before picking her bag. “The warriors will get you back home.” I smiled at her. “You don’t have to, Ches. He’s here. Always watching.”

Lisa hoped that her only best friend back then would not be in any way responsive for the pain she was experiencing. Back at the hotel, Elise had just finished the meal she had ordered when suddenly men in black surrounded them, Elise almost panicked when she heard the sound of a guitar from behind the men and there he was, Richie Daniels, her favourite musician since she had been young, she had almost forgotten her obsession with him when she could not afford to attend his concerts.

Instead, Chris explained in terse sentences that a Challenge was in the works. When the Elders started objecting, Elise held up a hand. At 172, she was the most senior of the Elders, and despite whatever arrangement had been made with Degas, the youngest Elder at 154, for him to serve as their spokesperson, her word was the most authoritative without the presence of an Alpha. Everyone went silent. “Alpha Chris,” she said. “Yes, Elder Elise.” “You have accepted Ethan’s Challenge in full acknowledgment of its meaning?” “I have.”

"Mia is the love of my life. I'm sure that translates in every language. I love her. Ti amo." He arches a brow. "Our relationship is bulletproof. We don't need anyone else trying to insert themselves into our narrative." Elias reaches out, pulling the microphone a fraction closer, his chest swelling with unapologetic pride. "Right now, my girlfriend is fulfilling her duties as a Chief Sports Medicine Specialist. She's been in this very arena, managing her medical team to keep these athletes safe. Distance hasn't faded us, it's forged us into something unbreakable. Her ambition is my absolute pride."

Zion cursed in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear. Isabel clenched her fists hard under the table. He was stepping on her pride. Her grey eyes started to well up with the moisture. But those tears have no importance in his eyes. They cannot melt his stone heart. He is far from understanding the feelings and emotions. "Zion, hey that's too much. You should apologize to Bel." Her friend said to him. "Really." He raised an eyebrow and for the first time he showed an interest in the whole happening. Zion put back his fork and spoon in the plate and stared directly in the eyes of the girl, he did not know her name, the girl who just spoke with him.