Edythe Cullen Novels & Stories

Valentina read this and called Marcus directly. "Tell me about the people," she said. "The fourth-generation master distiller is a woman named Eilidh (pronounced AY-lee — a Scottish Gaelic name, one of the most traditional Highland women's names, derived from the Old Irish name Eilís, itself from the Greek Helios meaning 'sun' or 'bright light') MacPherson. Fifty-three. She learned the distillery from her father, who learned it from his. She has no interest in selling. She has every interest in surviving."

Anyway who doesn’t know that she is still trending in the news? “Hello Celine, My name is Edith and I am the maid of this house. Mr Walker has told me to take care of your needs. I am at your service now and feel free to ask me for absolutely anything , I will try my best to help you as much as I can” “Thank you Edith, It’s my pleasure to meet you” Celine said with a shaky voice, obviously she was still nervous and the only thing keeping her from not running away was because the maid seem to be very nice.

Elder Foster Harold Muireadhaigh, a highly respected neutral leader from the eastern mountains, stepped out from the crowd, his bushy eyebrows raised to his hairline. "Luna?" Caomh choked out, his face pale and twisted in pain as he struggled uselessly against Cullen's iron grip. "She's... she's broken. I rejected her. She has nothing." "She was entirely wasted on a coward," Cullen stated plainly. With a flick of his wrist, Cullen shoved Caomh backward. Caomh stumbled hard, his dress shoes slipping on the slick marble. He crashed into a catering table, sending a silver platter of fruit clattering to the floor. Dreda shrieked, rushing to his side to help him stand, her face a mask of utter mo

"He’s never brought anyone else here, has he?" "No," Cullen said, his tone turning serious as he looked at her. "You're the first person he's ever brought here. That should tell you enough." Nadia looked out the window, watching the waves roll in. "I do know." "Good," Cullen said, reaching for his toast. She drank her tea, thinking about a twenty-two-year-old Caiden retreating to this isolated shore to grieve a father and a stolen empire. She thought about the twelve years of relentless work that followed...

Aurora pulled open the door and walked out onto the small porch that led down into their yard. "Thank you," Edith said with a smile on her face. She had been happy that it was not a flat out no to her question. She waved the young couple off and closed the door soundly behind her. Robert was going to be interested to hear about their visitors while he had been gone. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Aurora and Arden walked back to Aurora's house, she thought about what Edith had told her. So Eli came from an Alpha line that had been cursed by a coven of witches. Never in a million years did Aurora think t

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

The doorbell rang. Chantelle froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard her cousin Isabella get up to open the door. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she heard the sound of someone else coming into the house. After a few moments, her uncle came back into the kitchen, followed by his wife. "Chantelle," Rosemary her uncle's wife called out. "Yes ma" She answered."

I know Constantine and I were not in a relationship but I couldn't help but feel nervous. I called Mandy over so she would help me choose a suitable dress for this event. There will be a lot of rich elites at this event and I didn't want to be left out. She ransacked my wardrobe and I saw clothes I can't even remember buying, she brought some of her clothes for me to try although I am slightly bigger than her. "I found the perfect dress for you Euli" she was showing me a long sleeveless royal blue dress with a low neckline and a high slit reaching my thighs, the dress was decorated with pearls.

All eyes were focused on me and I started to feel a bit self-conscious but I ignored the feeling. "Thank you, everyone," I verbalized in appreciation as I climbed the stage, trying to look and sound as if this was just something normal for me. "Okay. I am Giordana Quinton, who happens to be Ella's best friend. In fact, Ella is more than just a best friend to me. She's the sister I never had, one big blessing I'm forever thankful for. Ella, I love you so much and I'm so happy that God gave you a man like Drew.

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”