Novel & Cerita Eliana Jacobs

"I'm Rebecca from Juilliard. We've been following Elena's career with great interest. When she's ready to think about college, we'd love to discuss our program." Elena smiled—genuine, but guarded. "Thank you. I'll definitely consider it." After the woman left, Elena turned to me. "Did you see her credentials?" "Elena, she's from Juilliard. One of the most prestigious—" "I know. But I looked her up on my phone while she was talking. She's legitimate. Worked there for eight years. No connections to Darren or his foundation. No red flags." This was who Elena had become. Brilliant. Talented. Suspicious of everyone.

he said. Eliana cocked her head to one side. "my name's Eliana and in case you haven't noticed. I'm a little too old to be called a freshman. I'm not mates with the others." she said. Lucian shrugged. "I'm not exactly young either, so that makes two of us." he said. she chuckled. "I guess you can say that. " she said. Then he looked at her suddenly. "You seem familiar, I think I've seen you somewhere, on TV perhaps." he said.

Danika Williams After my chat with Elizabeth, my heart felt lighter. I was glad that she has become a strong woman and has such a wonderful man like Nathaniel Lachlan as her husband. I would have died with guilt if I would have ended up ruining her life like my mother has ruined mine.

Elana studied them before she turned to the woman on her other side who looked much cooler than the rest who wanted to fuck Lebron on the dance floor at that moment. "Who is she?" The woman saw where she pointed and turned to Elana in shock and surprise. "You don't know who Liliana Is? What planet are you from?" Elana held back her anger from being offended by her question and held back the urge to snap her neck before insistingly pointing at the area where the two had sat down now, surrounded by guards. "Just tell me who she is… I'm new here.. " "It doesn't matter if you're arriving in this city right now. If you know Lebron, you'll Liliana. She's nicknamed the fashion goddess because she o

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Lena's POV. “You are nothing but a clown I raised. You will die worthless and nobody will think you ever existed, not me, not even Dominic,” Elaine fumed at me with a knife in her hand. I pulled back breathing rapidly. She launched at me, screaming furiously, and I ran in any direction, my heart throbbed and my hands trembled. She was a few inches from thrusting the weapon at me when I tripped on my feet and fell to the ground.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

Did he really not know, or was he just refusing to tell her? Eli walked to Sean with a frown, "Then why do you have to bid for 'The Dreamy Girl'?" "The girl in 'The Dreamy Girl' is Aneira Mallon. She is not only a jeweler, but she also owns countless diamond ores. She wants to exploit the market of A country and she is looking for business partners," Sean explained. "You are the President of A Country. With your status, if you wish to cooperate with her, does anyone else even stand a chance to compete against you?" Eli was puzzled.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

He hissed. “You heard me, I was in jail.” Elaina said simply. “They feel that I am nothing more than a traitor like my parents and should be treated as one.” “That’s ridiculous, why help us fight off Rathial’s dark army if you were part of them?” Chase exploded. For a second he looked like he might jump up and go give the elders a piece of his mind, but then thought better of it and stayed put. “I know.” Elaina’s voice was quiet even to her own ears. “I think I may have proven my loyalty to Elder Zacariah, but Elder Joseph still hates me. I’m actually pretty sure he wishes I had died in my cell when we were attacked.”