Eleanor Chipettes Novels & Stories

They were both tiny and beautiful, but so far they seemed as different as chalk and cheese. She had noticed that Eleanor didn’t seek attention at all. She dressed comfortably and simply. The fabric was as fine as any lady, but the dresses were not as elaborate and had fewer layers. She was well spoken in English, knew little Scotts, and was keen to pick up more. She was often quiet, and she seemed to hide from men whenever she could. That Izzy understood. Perhaps as bonny as she was, Eleanor had learned what men would do if given the chance and started hiding for the same reasons she herself hid from her father and his friends. Ellie was the kindest and most gentle soul Izzy had ever met, wi

she said rhetorically. Isla pulled away and sniffled back her tears, “She was mean to you too?” “Oh darling, she was mean to everyone in skirts.” Eleanor chuckled as she replied to Isla. “I pray to not be a jealous wife in the future.” “That makes sense,” Isla exclaimed. “I thought she was a random senior employee responsible for the interview.” “No, she is the first lady,” Eleanor said. “What made you receive her venom? I'm curious as to what an innocent girl like you must have done to tick off the bomb.”

Etched onto the back of the chip itself was a microscopic engraving that only became visible when illuminated by the cold light reflecting off the ice. The engraving wasn’t a code it was the exact coordinates of another laboratory located deep in London. “Mavric, look at this,” Liora said, showing him the tiny marking. “My mother and yours… they weren’t just friends. They were working together right from the very beginning of this whole project. Eleanor only turned evil after she realised that Julian her father loved my mother more than he cared about his own ambitions for power.” The mystery was deepening by the minute. It turned out that Eleanor’s hatred wasn’t simply about money or inheri

Eleanor was quietly sited in her study, tactically planning out another one of her schemes while playing chess all by herself when a servant of hers rushed in. “Madam, there’s trouble.” The servant announced while looking frantic. Eleanor who was about to place down one of her chess pawn stopped her movement and raised her head to meet that of her servant. The female servant had been panting when she gazed upon her and her disheveled figure almost made Eleanor believe that the female had run a hundred meter race.

He walked down the stage and calmly said, “Mdm. Jones, it’s an honor for Elitos Corporation to have you take some time out of your day to attend this banquet. Someone, please get some wine for Mdm. Jones.” Zhenny’s gaze was unfriendly, and she responded indifferently. “Don’t beat around the bush. I came today because I wanted to ask you something, Mr. Wynters. Did Elitos really decide to hire Ms. Daugherty as the chief chip designer for the project?” Earley’s voice was cold. “Elitos has made the announcement, so it’s official.” “Good! Great!” Zhenny did not get angry. Instead, she laughed and showed a contemptuous expression.

Even Violet, always the most composed among us, lets out a soft curse under her breath. “I suggest you behave,” Eleanor continues, her tone almost playful now. “Unless you want to see what happens when I press this little button.” She holds up a small remote, her thumb hovering over it. Eldris growls low in his throat, but I shoot him a warning look. Not yet. “You are disgusting, Eleanor. You're the biggest piece of shit for doing this.” Jenna growls, the hairs on her body standing, her voice changing. For a second, I fear that she'll shift, and would be gunned down.

Richard replied smoothly, his voice calm and controlled as always. Eleanor’s sharp eyes landed on me, scrutinizing me in a way that made my spine stiffen. Unlike Charles, whose amusement was genuine, Eleanor exuded an air of quiet calculation. "So, you’re the woman who stole our Richard’s heart?" I hesitated, unsure how to respond. I barely knew Richard myself—at least, not in the way they assumed. I didn’t know what he liked to eat for breakfast, or what his childhood had been like, or whether he preferred the city or the countryside.

he replied, heading out of the warehouse to his car, with Diana following. "Gabriella isn't an easy woman to catch, is she?" she snapped. "It won't be long until we have her," Wallace responded, starting the car as Diana gestured for him to take off. "Let's head back to the station, boys," she ordered, encapsulating the urgency of regrouping. Teca Company: A woman elegantly exited the elevator, clad in a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into black pants, complemented by a jacket and blue heels. Her brunette hair was impeccably styled in a short cut, radiating both professionalism and sophistication.

I let him eat, keeping my eyes on her. Liam picked a chip, considered it with the solemn concentration of a small war council, and then as if deciding some grand strategy lobbed it across the room. It arced perfectly and, of all things, landed smack on Elena’s nose. For a full second she froze, chip perched like a ridiculous crown. Then she looked down at him, eyes wide, and the whole room changed. The dangerous tilt slipped off her like a cloak. She blew the chip off her nose, a tiny, involuntary laugh escaping before she could clamp it down.

She was sleeping well until a few hours She was at the mall and she saw young Felipe looking at the candy shop. “Hey” Catherine shouted and Felipe looked at her and pointed at the cotton candy shaped into bear. “I’m not buying that.” Catherine sternly said and Felipe was about to cry so Catherine sighed. “Fine but you have to come with me inside okay?” Catherine said and young Felipe happily nodded. Catherine took Felipe’s hand but her hand went through. Catherine’s heart went fast and she knew what was going to happen. She’ll have to go inside the store alone and Felipe will be gone.