Eleanor Chipettes Novels & Stories

She had short black hair and freckles on her face. “good day miss, I was sent to help you prepare” I opened the door wider for her to come in. she walked in and set her equipment down. “I’m Elena” “Camila, please” I sat down on the stool and she got to work doing my makeup first then my hair. Once she was done. I opened my eyes and stared at the mirror.

The Meeting The following evening, Eleanor arrived at the Montrose estate, her confidence wrapped around her like armor. Gabriella Montrose was one of the most powerful women in Napa, and if Eleanor was going to prove herself, it had to be tonight. The older woman studied her over the rim of a delicate crystal glass, her expression unreadable. “I must say, Eleanor,” Gabriella mused, “I didn’t expect Daniel Cain’s wife to be so… bold.” Eleanor smiled, unshaken. “That’s because most people don’t know who I really am.” Gabriella’s lips twitched. “And who exactly are you?”

As the lady in the white dress doesn’t give any malevolent aura of a killer. Before she could mutter a word, Eleanor spoke to her in an unfriendly manner. “So you think you have what it takes to date an Alpha?” Vesper’s eyes widened in puzzlement. She did not understand where this lady was coming from. “I don’t understand what you mean. I don’t even know who you are.” She says. Her voice is so weak and low. Anyone that will look at her will say she’s pitiful. Eleanor scoffed, “Don’t give me that doe-eye, frail look you have. Qilli might fall for it, but I won't. So stop pretending.” She imposed, arms crossed while sneering at Vesper.

SETH “You are going to love her!!” Bleidde yelled in my head, as I ran my hand through my hair looking into her eyes. “Snap out of it, don't stare at me like that!!” she shot at me snapping her fingers in my face. “And by the way, you ask too many questions!” She continued. A small smile curled up my lips seeing her right in front of me. She looked more like the fierce Queen in a calm state. “I don't even know what to say!” I said rubbing my chin wondering what else to say to her. “Umm…” She said taking her gaze off me, with her eyes fixed on the tree next to me. “You know, maybe it all seems unclear,” Eleanor said. “I’ll explain it all later on, but for now you have to come with me,

she whispers, not quietly enough. "I am aware," Eleanor says, perfectly pleasantly, "and I find it keeps conversations efficient." She gestures toward the exit. "Shall we? I believe Zion was promised a hot dog." Zion, who had briefly lost interest in the adults, snaps back to full attention. "The hot dog," he confirms, with the gravity of someone remembering a sacred obligation. * * *

Then he could play the hero and let me stay, keeping me around as his favorite plaything. I set my champagne flute on a passing waiter’s tray and walked away. The whispers behind me grew louder. "Did she just say 'congratulations'?!" "She's probably just hiding in a corner to cry." "I don't know, she looked way too calm. Almost like she'd been waiting to get dumped." "Eleanor has been obsessed with the Don for years. We all saw it. There's no way she's not heartbroken. She's just putting on a brave face."

“I only need you to lend me one chip.” Don asked, “How much?” I smiled faintly. “Just… one dollar.” I immediately felt every gaze in the casino snap toward me at once. Alessandro Moretti looked at me for a long moment. “As you wish.” The casino doors opened. Four bodyguards walked in. One of them carried a single one-dollar chip in his hand. Lucien looked at the chip and burst out laughing. I reached out and took it. But in the next second— Lucien suddenly grabbed it from my hand.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

Her fingers trembled, her other hand curled tightly at her side. She had called Charles over a dozen times and finally, on the thirteenth ring, he answered. “What?” he barked. “Who is this?” Olivia took a steadying breath. “Hi, Mr. Thompson, this is Olivia, Eleanor’s friend. I just wanted to let you know… Eleanor collapsed earlier and we had to rush her to the hospital. She’s in serious condition.” There was silence on the line, followed by a cold laugh. “What is it this time? A migraine? She’s always a drama queen, pulling some dramatic crap.”

Caleb said and then Eleanor heard a deep throaty laugh that made her stomach churn in a weird way. Eleanor opened her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief to find him away from her as he chuckled. "You should've seen your face!" He said with his laugh and a frown etched on her face. "Idiot!" She muttered under her breath but he heard it as he stopped laughing and his icy gray eyes narrowed at her. "What did you say." She can hear Finn laughing slowly while mumbling. 'I like her already.' "Charlie try '1975' at the end of the password." Eleanor said to Charlie completely ignoring Leon who was staring at her.