Elianne The Starved Novels & Stories

“You need to eat something, Killian. You haven’t slept. You haven’t eaten since yesterday. You won’t be any good to the children or the pack if you collapse.” I glared at her. “I don’t need food. I need Candice back.” Elaine set the tray down and touched my arm gently, her fingers warm and steady. “I know. And we will find her. But you have to take care of yourself first. For Leo and Lia. They need you strong right now. They’re already falling apart.” Darian watched her from the corner of the room, eyes narrowed, saying nothing. His suspicion was obvious and growing. I hated how reasonable Elaine sounded. How helpful she was being. How indispensable she was making herself in the middle of al

The next morning, Elara felt energised. Popping some grapes into her mouth, with the rest stuffed in her hand, she made her way out. "Goodbye Nanny Agnes. I'm off to school." Nanny Agnes ran out from the kitchen. "Won't you have more?" She looked worried. "You've been eating way too little recently and you've become too thin." Elara smiled warmly. "No need to worry, Nana. I have some milk in my bag."

Someone had spent hours on her. Not someone, she thought. Him. A tray waited on the bedside table. Bread. Cheese. A bowl of broth still steaming. And a fresh sheet of paper with a single line of jagged handwriting: Eat. All of it. I'll know if you don't. — K Elara stared at the note. No one had ever told her to eat. They had told her to starve, to beg, to crawl. Never to eat. She ate. The broth was rich with herbs. The bread was still warm. Halfway through, her stomach clenched—too much, too fast—but she forced herself to finish. She would not waste food. She had watched pups starve in the kennels. She had been one of them.

⸻ The Last Door shook. 🚪 ⸻ The Nameless Hunger suddenly roared. 🖤 ⸻ For the first time… It looked afraid. ⸻ Truly afraid. ⸻ Because Elian had returned. ⸻ And if Elian remembered everything… Then something even older than the Hunger would awaken. 💀 ⸻ Elian looked toward the distant darkness. His silver eyes glowing. ✨ ⸻ Then he whispered: ⸻ “The Cage is breaking.”

She looked at Elian with a strange, predatory pity. "Do you know what happened to the 'Actual' Meilin in this draft, Elian?" Christie asked, her voice a silk-wrapped blade. "She’s not a hero. She’s a Background Process. While you’re standing here playing Rebel Prince, she’s being consumed by the city’s energy requirements. Every time you use that staff, you’re burning a piece of her soul to power your 'Revolution'." Elian looked at his staff. The violet fire was indeed flickering in time with a rhythmic, fading pulse.

Lilian who is always acting as Elina shields stands in front of the class . " Actually .... yes , Eli had a fiance . She also had a stepsister name Irene . Elina ex fiance and her stepsister are in love so Eli takes a step back to eliminated the engagement. Is it wrong . It's true she also saved Mr Adrian while she engaged to her ex fiance but she got together with Mr Adrian after she broke the engagement . We , me and Winnie knew her stepmother and her stepsister had bullied her until she became introvert and didn't even had money to buy food in the school . Did you still want to be a good person and let your fiance and your sister get together behind you ." Lilian ask them .

she fed her some sweets and girl came consious. this kid whom I always bump.. came near me.. Elina: " Do you think I always bump into you wantedly... You said because of me your phone is broken... Here is the money...(Throwing money at his face) Your phone can be bought with this money.... Will you be able to bring if something happened to her..You know what if I didnt feed her or made her drink water she would have died.." me: "what...?!!? " elina: "Its because of money minded people like you... They made her starve for 10 days.."

Each swallow was a struggle, but I persevered, determined to give my babies the nourishment they needed. Just as I managed a few more bites, the door swung open again. Elianna strolled in, her expression a mask of smug satisfaction. Lina had already slipped out, leaving me vulnerable. Elianna leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed, and surveyed me with a cruel amusement. "Well, look who's eating," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How touching." "What do you want, Elianna?" I asked, my voice weary. "What more can you possibly take from me?"

And worst of all, Kael barely slept, his nights consumed by vigilance, body coiled like a predator ready to strike. Elian sat by the tall arched window, draped in soft silver robes that clung gently to his subtly rounding form. He stared blankly at the gardens below, where rain tapped a relentless rhythm against the glass panes, blurring the vibrant blooms into watery smears. His appetite had grown erratic, a whimsy of cravings that baffled him. Some days, food held no appeal, his stomach twisting in rejection of even the simplest fare. Others, he yearned for specifics—tart berries at dawn, chilled broth under moonlight—that no one could predict.

I said. “ you'll see ” was what she said. “ argh I can't walk anymore I'm tired ” Elia said stopping as she held her knees. “why did you stop ” Cassie who was at the front turned around to look at Elia who bent her body holding her knees . “ I can't walk anymore , I'm hungry and tired ” she said. “ you're always hungry ” “how about we pluck some fruits ” I said and they both looked at me.