Eleanor Wish Novels & Stories

It's not your fault, Nick. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. I could feel her body shaking slightly, "That video-I swear I will kill him, Eleanor. I will kill Alastair." I don't know why my wish for Alastair to die has now disappeared. The smile on his face before biting me is still in my head but his face can't evoke any emotion inside me.

“Bye, Eleanor. Thanks for offering, calling, and letting me know that your number was amended to a different and new one. …and that is my first and last strive for calling a friend. Chimerically, I am having a notion of what life is, especially the affliction of it. Every person who surrounds me has their own problems and way of dealing it. With that, I have no choice, but to go home and have some alone time with my bed. I need to rest from all of this and proceed back to attaining energy. Maybe I will be simply sleeping for the whole afternoon, evening, until early morning tomorrow. Well, tomorrow is a big day again to experience. It is just two things, either the day will going to be frien

“Why now? Why did my wolf choose to come back now, after all this time? Where was she when I needed her most?” Nathaniel's expression remained calm and understanding, but I could see a hint of nudge in his eyes. “I think your wolf is trying to tell you something. She's trying to come back to life, to heal, and to reconnect with you. You need it Eleanor, you're no ordinary person.” I scoffed, my voice laced with bitterness. “Reconnect with me? She abandoned me when I needed her most. She let me suffer, let me be humiliated and rejected. Why should I want her now?”

“There has to be something on her. I won’t have that girl ruining everything.” “Yes, ma’am,” came the response. As the line went dead, Eleanor leaned back in her chair, her eyes gleaming with icy resolve. If Michelle Davenport thought she could get married to a Hawthorne unscathed, she was gravely mistaken. And Eleanor had every intention of proving that. As Eleanor's plan sets into motion, an ominous message arrives on Michelle’s phone—an unknown number, a single line that sends chills down her spine:

A small gasp escaped my lips when I sighted something move really fast in the sky. Oh my God! It's a shooting star! I stared at it in awe, it was so beautiful. 'Make a wish' Closing my eyes I took in a deep breath. "I-I wish.. i would finally be happy for once in my life." Opening my eyes, I watched as the star moved pass me. I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling like things are going to be okay for me. I would finally be happy.

Her hair was silver, and she was holding a heavy, leather-bound book. It was Eleanor Wolfe. She wasn't looking at Ethan. She was looking at me. And she was smiling. "Ninety days, Grace," Eleanor’s voice whispered on the wind, though she was a hundred yards away. "The real game is only just beginning."

I said, wiping my hands on my skirt and stepping forward. Eleanor didn't move. She stayed in the doorway, her eyes raking over me with a look of pure, unadulterated disdain. "I’ve seen the news. 'The Designer Bride.' A charming story. It’s a pity Adrian didn't consult me before bringing a stray into the house." "I’m not a stray," I said, my pulse Beginning to race. "I’m his wife." Eleanor let out a dry, hollow laugh. "You’re a contract, dear. I know exactly what my son is doing. He thinks he can use you to quiet the board, to show them he’s 'stable.' But a Wolfe doesn't marry a tailor's daughter for love."

Before she had finished half of her third cigarette, the call terminated. Just two calls. Eleanor rallied important allies to her cause by strategically positioning two pieces to create an invisible net, feeling like a master chess player. Ambition and the desire for vengeance were mending her heart, which had been broken by Rhett’s rejection. She opened the photo album on her phone and saw a high school photo of Haley with numerous tiny pinholes that she had "cursed" for years. A dark, frightening smile formed across Eleanor’s face as she delicately brushed her finger over the tiny holes.

Eleanor I didn't hear what Khloe was saying until she tapped my shoulder. I looked up, my brows pinched. “Did you say anything?” “Yes,” she sighed dramatically. “Tonight’s my first ever Mating Ceremony. I can't wait to see whom the Goddess will choose for me. More so, I wonder who will be Alpha Eli's mate? Everyone knows that he's the most eligible bachelor in all of the RedMoon Pack. Honestly, Eli could be a contender for the hottest man I’ve seen in our entire realm.”

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