Novel & Cerita Eliana Jacobs

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.

I did the same. "Are you certain she's here?" I asked, my tone becoming serious. The reason we were at this venue was because of Elliana Jacob, Lorence Sandoval's cousin. I had hired a private investigator, but we couldn't gather much information about Lorence, as his life was shrouded in secrecy. In contrast, her cousin Elliana was more accessible, and we hoped she might have some answers. From the information I've gathered, it appears that Elliana's family faced some challenges due to her mother's illegitimate status, resulting in a lack of recognition and luxury in their lives. However, Elliana has now married a wealthy politician.

My mother clapped her hands together, "Oh, how wonderful! And now you're engaged. I'm glad he met such a wonderful young woman like you." Eliana blushed again, seeing my mother was smitten by her. My father, on the other hand said nothing as he listened to the conversation. My father cleared his throat, "Elaina Brookes. What do you do for a living?" "I work in marketing for a tech company," Eliana replied, her voice clear and confident. My father nodded, saying nothing on that as he continued with his dinner. Instead, he turned to me. "And what about you, Noah? How is work going? I heard you lost the contract with Al and Co"

“You’re not joking?” “No.” “Who is the girl?” Jessy asked, beginning to sound serious. Elang took a breath. “The daughter of Elena Whitmore and Nathan Drake Sebastian.” Jessy immediately fell silent. “What?” Her eyes widened. “Which child?” “The third child. Her name is Delya Lancaster.” “What?” Jessy was truly shocked this time. “Delya Lancaster? The daughter of that legendary designer? Queen Elisabeth?” Elang nodded. “Yes.” Jessy slowly shook her head, still in disbelief. “Elang… the Whitmore family is not an ordinary family. They are very selective.”

And the killer was someone who'd stood by my side at the funeral, had helped raise me after my parents died, and had shaped pack policy for years. Someone who was still out there. Still in a position of power. Still capable of killing anyone who got too close to the truth. The door opened again, but it wasn't Thomas . It was one of my mother's former attendants. An older she-wolf named Elena who'd retired years ago but still lived in pack territory. "My lord," she said, her voice hesitant. "I heard you were investigating your parents' death. There's something I need to tell you. Something I should have said years ago."

“Earlier than the ever so early host, quite interesting , don’t you think?” “Very interesting, I must say. Who’s the beautiful lady beside you?” “Felisha, meet my best pal, Jackson Garcia and Jackson, this is Felisha Woods.” We went about discussing businesses and successes while my eyes wandered over to Eliana’s direction. Jackson went up stage to give a speech then got caught up in a discussion with some business tycoons. I let my eyes search for Eliana. She was busy downing drinks with that friend of hers. Wasn’t last night’s stupor enough? How wasn’t she dealing with a migraine from a hangover?

“Liliana. I’m almost surprised to see you working in a place like this. I always thought you were better suited for… quieter, domestic pursuits.” The insult was clear, ‘You belong in the home, a place you failed at’. Liliana lifted her chin, her professional mask firmly in place. “Hello, Eleanor,” she said, refusing to use the formal ‘Mrs. Blackwood.’ “Times change. Some of us find our true calling. I’m glad you could take time away from your… quiet, domestic pursuits to be here.” A flash of anger in Eleanor’s eyes. A point for Liliana. “This is Delilah Baskin,” Eleanor said, pointedly ignoring Liliana’s retort and pulling the younger woman forward. “Delilah, this is Liliana Dawnson. She’s t

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

When she arrived at the library she saw Aria sitting with a girl, Trix knew this had to be their daughter. "Krista! Come meet my daughter." Aria gestured. "Krista this is Eliana. Eliana you asked me who was the wife of that dashing man you met this is she, Krista." Trix could feel something reacting in her, was she jealous that this girl found Jacob 'dashing'? "A pleasure to meet you, Krista. How lucky are you marry for love, whilst I am a servant to my father." Eliana said clearly frustrated with her predicament.