El Forastero 2 Novels & Stories

Killian's Pov The door to my office opened after two knocks had been placed on it. Fowler walked in with a strange man trailing behind him. I said nothing as I watched the two of them, waiting for Fowler to introduce his company to me. "This is Gerald" Fowler never failed "He's not from here and there's something he'd like to talk to you about". Gerald the strange man made his way towards my desk, he stretched his hand out for a handshake and I took it. His grip was strong and he looked strong as well. He had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes, I could smell his wolf.

“Noted! "Colton touches two fingers on his forehead and quickly pushes them away in greeting, and still smiling, he turns to me. Their playful blue eyes are shaded by eyelashes so large that they touch the skin below their eyebrows, and even so dissonant from the dark laurel in their short hair, they adorn wonderfully with the soft jaw and the mouth with a fleshy lower lip. He is the perfect image of the heartthrob that drives any young lady crazy. "Since the wait for lunch has become the den of confessions, I admit that I was resentful not to receive a wedding invitation from my first passion.”

“Final fitting is the day after tomorrow at Maison de Lys. Everything’s arranged here, privately, just how my mother prefers.” He raised a brow. “You’re not flying out for it?” Elara blinked, as if puzzled. “Flying? Why would I? The boutique is here in Ashbourne. I thought you knew.” Marcus nodded, but his mind had already caught up. Diego’s words echoed clearly. “Sir, there are two of them... twins. Same face, same features, but completely different lives.”

“You usually do.” Elara finally glanced at him. “I used to do a lot of things.” Simple. But it landed. ⸻ Elsewhere— Elena sat in her apartment, scrolling slowly. Photos from Santorini were everywhere. The wedding. The beach. The parties. And then— Elara. Smiling. Confident. Glowing. Elena’s jaw tightened. “She’s getting too comfortable,” she murmured. Across from her, Leon leaned back, relaxed. “That’s when people are easiest to break,” he said.

Erada nodded slowly " I promise I won't run away anymore " The bodyguards exchanged puzzled glances and they wondered if thier little miss had been switched before thier very own eyes. * * * *The Camp Of The Undead* *Devil's Lane* Ezio strolled around the elder's quarter's, Elder two had found a way to sneak him into the camp. He had been treated to a large feast and a lot of sumptuous dishes had been laid out in front of him, Elder two had brought out his best wine and they had celebrated together.

“Yannis comes with you. Stavros with Marta. You carry no guns. If you get a line to the padre, you pull it out and see what it brings you. If it’s a dead body, you close your eyes and keep pulling.” “What about me?” Elky asked from the doorway. He had come in without a sound. He looked pale but vertical enough, which in our house counts as ready for action. “You’re supposed to be resting,” I said. “I’m allergic to instructions,” he said. “You’re also allergic to dying in other people’s furniture,” I said. “And I greatly appreciate that.” “I’m coming anyway,” he said, almost gentle, like a man humoring an upset child. Nicos turned his head. The air changed. Two storms have to decide if they i

He asked quickly. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Doesn't work like that" I told him. "Ah man" He said sadly. "How's the pack doing?" Lorenzo asked. "They're doing" Mateo replied. "Give me the damn phone" Elena said before we heard a little shuffle through the speaker. "Todo el mundo es perfecto (Everyone's perfect" Elena said. Lorenzo quickly filled Mateo and Elena in on everything going on here. "Oh shit congratulations" Mateo said.

Her eyes dart between me and the front door like she doesn’t know what to do. And then I see them. Thalia and Celeste are at the entrance. What are they doing here? Then I see the bags at their feet like they plan to stay. Oh no. Enzo looks as calm and unaffected as ever. I try to make sense of what I’m seeing. My throat is dry when I finally manage to speak. "What the hell is going on, Enzo?" Enzo sighs like I’m already exhausting him. "They’re staying here for a few days," he says like it’s nothing. "They don’t have anywhere else to go."

NERO POV Moments later, Elara and her friend are seated in the backseat while Renzo is behind the wheel, driving down the road of Upper East side. Imagine the frenzy of panic I feel when I got home with Renzo to see they are both gone. My first thought was that they have been kidnapped by one of my countless enemies. But a quick check at the tracking chip in Elara’s friend bracelet indicates that it isn’t so and they were just holed up in a club downtown.

Ely exclaimed and Lucifer became silent when he saw Ely crying forever. "I'm sorry. Let's not fight anymore. Maybe Tita Arra will get up." Lucifer's promise. "I don't know about you!" Ely exclaimed. "Let's ice cream." Lucifer joked hard as he squeezed Ely's soy sauce. "We can go with the adobo. Both have Toyo." Lucifer whispered. "You're the strong Toyo! I'll bite your ice cream. Remember that, when you're not sure!" Ely's promise. Even though he screamed a few more times, he didn't respond because of Lucifer's barking.