Elena Reed Novels & Stories

As soon as he stepped into the penthouse, Ary opened the email fully and began reading: Elena Ava Nolan, born December 25, 1997 to Jon Patrick and Gina Marie Nolan, both of Essex, Massachusetts. Mother, deceased. Personal Details: - Age: 23 - Nationality: American - Marital Status: Married (Bradley “Brad” Hawkins) Residence and Employment: - Last confirmed residence: Shared condo with Bradley Hawkins in Lawrence, MA. - Last known employment: Junior Chef at Scavos Eatery, Essex, MA, from where she resigned, citing “personal reasons”

Bella (frowning): “What are you doing?” Elena (running a finger along the spines): “Looking for Jason Reed’s real story.” Bella: “They’re just books.” Elena (smirking): “Jason Reed doesn’t do just books. When I handled his divorce settlements—before you, don’t give me that look—his study looked like a crime scene of research and obsession. He doesn’t leave things this tidy. These books are aligned like soldiers on parade.” Bella (walking closer, uneasy): “You think he’s hiding something here?”

"Three months maximum. Then we come back and reclaim everything." "If the plan works." "It will work. Elena thinks she's won and that makes her careless." I rest my chin on her shoulder. "And while she's celebrating, we will be building a case that destroys her." My second phone that I had encrypted buzzes with message from Hayes. Hayes: There's a development sir. Marcus Reed made contact with Elena two hours ago. We have the footage and audio. You need to see this. I show Elara the message. "Already?" She turns in my arms. "We've barely been dark for forty-eight hours."

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

Eat. I smiled. A quiet knock. Hana cracked the door. “Elara Reed is here. She says she’s terrible at being polite and wants tea anyway.” “Let her be terrible. Bring the tea.” Elara came in. She glanced at the city with veteran boredom, then at me with something like respect. “You didn’t run,” she said. “I don’t run anymore.” “You did once. It kept you alive.” She set an envelope on the desk. “Photos. Paper keeps promises better than screens.”

It was something bigger, something beyond my control and I hated when things were beating me. We moved closer, cautiously, keeping a safe distance from the battling mages. The air crackled with energy, making the hairs on my arms stand on end. Elena raised her hands, gathering power. A blinding light erupted from her palms, engulfing Reed in a sphere of pure magical energy. He screamed, a long, drawn-out sound of agony and defeat. Then, silence. The light faded, leaving Reed slumped on the ground, barely conscious. Elena stood over him, her chest heaving, her face pale but determined. She looked like a goddess, powerful and terrifying.

She finally sighed and picked up the call, after it rang for several minutes. "Hello, Maya." "You're really doing this? Like, right now?" Maya blurted as soon as she heard her voice. Elena stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked pale, sharp cheekbones, dark hair pulled into a sleek knot, lips painted deep crimson to hide how dry her mouth felt. "I have to." She replied after a while of silence. "This isn't some dive bar sting operation, El. These people are ghosts. Billionaires who make people disappear for fun. If they figure out you're a journalist...

She ignored Adrian completely and walked out of the conference room without looking back. That night, rain hammered violently against the windows of Elena’s apartment while old files and archived records covered her laptop screen. The city outside blurred beneath water and flashing lights, but she barely noticed any of it. Her heartbeat still had not settled since the meeting. Elena opened another archived file, then another, scanning through financial transfers, emergency consultations, and internal reports with growing desperation. Every document felt like another fractured piece of something much larger hiding just beyond her reach. She pulled up everything she could still access before s

Lexi watched the top-of-the-world reaction from her friend. Fortunately, they were the only ones in the café. But that doesn't mean there weren't waiters around. As the waiters stared at them, Lexi apologised on behalf of Elena before turning to her friend. " Elena, are you trying to bring Chen's business down?" Lexi asked, rolling her eyes as her hand remained on Elena's mouth. Elena tapped on Lexi's hand, indicating she was going to be calm. As soon as Lexi removed her hands, her eyes bulged out. " The MAXWELL REED OF REED CORPORATION? Girl, you are truly fire!"

Smaller than I expected, but the way he carried himself made the whole room feel smaller. “So this is the famous Adrian Reeds,” he said, voice smooth like oil. “The man who was married to Elise Vitale for seven years and never knew who she really was. Pathetic.” The word hit like a slap. I swallowed it down. “Yeah, well. I’m here now. Ready to make a deal.” Greco studied me for a long moment. “What makes you think we need you? We’ve been chipping away at the Vitales for months. Your little wife is bleeding them dry from the inside.”