Elaine Parks Novels & Stories

Brazil sent a young diplomat whose grandmother, I later learned, had always claimed to see spirits in the rainforest. At the head of their group stood Ambassador Elaine Park, a woman whose reputation for diplomatic breakthroughs had made her the obvious choice for this unprecedented assignment. She stepped forward with carefully measured confidence, though I could smell the adrenaline coursing through her system. "Queen Luna," she began, her voice remarkably steady despite the circumstances. "We come in the name of peace, in the hope of understanding, and with questions that have kept our world's leaders awake for months."

She paced in front of the coffee table. “That’s the spirit.” Harriet stood as well, smiling. “Question is how.” “I’ve been the Luna of the Wind Wolf Pack for seven years. I’ll think of something,” Elaine said. She had to think of it fast. She didn’t have all the time in the world to earn this money… Her phone buzzed. Elaine pulled it from her pocket, glancing down at the text from none other than Liam. She raised a brow. Harriet peeked over Elaine’s shoulder, just enough to see the name before stepping around the table. “That boy can’t seem to get enough of you.”

"Elaine, thank you for the invitation. I'm looking very forward to a private chat with Xavier." Elaine's smile was as cold as the arctic. "All in the name of charity. I don't recall sending you an invitation, though." The woman's dress was a silver slip of a thing that bordered on pornographic. She was nearly as tall as Edward, and her lips couldn't be natural with that kind of sultry pout. She ran her finger along the neckline as her gaze slid to Xavier's father. She seemed familiar, but Peyton couldn't remember from where. Whoever she was, Elaine was very unhappy the woman had attended.

She ignored her mother's protests and practically ran to her car. She needed a shield. She needed a fall-girl. She called her private investigator. "I need the file on every enemy Brooke Lawson has made since she was a cub. Now." By the afternoon, a name appeared on her screen: Elaine Sellers. Elaine had been a rising star at Pierce Holdings until Brooke arrived. She’d been fired and eventually jailed after a confrontation with Brooke. She had lost everything because of that "upstart" from the outposts. Charis tracked her down to a derelict motel on the edge of the Citadel. When Elaine opened the door, her eyes widened at the sight of the polished, wealthy woman standing there in designer si

Miss Clarkson began, “Because the last three days without you two have been bliss. Cato, get to the front now. You’ve already wasted enough of my time this year. And Elias, get your feet off the table.” I begrudgingly grabbed my textbook and pen. “Football at lunch?” I asked Elias as he dragged his feet off the desk. He gave me another awkward smile, “Whatever you want to do.” The lesson was tedious. I sat next to a girl named Eleonora. She was a Stella wolf, but fortunately, she had no interest in sucking up to me. That was the only redeeming factor. Apart from that, she was a sour, stiff teacher’s pet with a severe lack of humour.

His words were a near shout in the chaos of the market. Elaine nodded, pushing towards the rim of the city where fewer people were bartering. Shaking her hands, she nearly shivered, “Gah, I hate people.” It wasn’t supposed to escape her lips, but in her weariness, the words had tumbled out. Looking at her, Andrew snorted a laugh. “She looks half decent.” Elaine pointed towards a middle-aged woman who was sorting pears on an old wooden cart. Approaching her, Elaine spoke first, “Excuse me?”

The two-finish eating and rest as they walk around the amusement park while talking happily. 5:00 pm After trying all of the rides on the amusement park except for the Ferris wheel that they left, they also took many photos every time they went on a ride or eat something. “Can you take this?” Tanya asks without bad thoughts as she looks at Elaine with a worried look on her face. “Of course, I can take this” Elaine let out a proud look on her face then chuckle. In fact, Elaine is telling the truth because, after that roller coaster event, Elaine slightly overcomes her fear of heights.

She brushed her hair backward in frustration. “Okay… Okay… there’s a solution to everything. This dinner party you are talking about, is it a family dinner party? Or a business dinner party?” “A business dinner party. I need to look classy and beautiful so that I don’t disgrace Mr. James and his company as a whole.” “Mr. James?” Elena asked. “Yes…” Amelia walked to her standing mirror to pick the clothes that hung on it. “Mr. James Parker, the CEO of Ja’ Park’s Tertiary Company. I’m his new secretary, and I don’t want to be treated like garbage again at this party.”

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.