Elias At Salome Novels & Stories

“I saw it.” “Can you believe…” “She acts all innocent and gentle but who knows that she is actually a whore.” The condemnation in their eyes was worse than the words. Soren must have heard it too, because his fingers brushed mine briefly, flashing a smile at me. “Ignore them” he whispered to me and I nodded. Near the entrance of the meeting hall, stood Elias. He was leaning casually against a stone pillar, sporting a smirk on his bruised face like he had not just ruined my life.

The whole room was smelling of salt, sweat, cream and danger. Selene’s lips were still sliding up and down Elias’s cock. Her moans was breaking through the storm that was roaring. Elias’s hands gripped her hair even tighter, and he was taking control if every move that she made. He looked like he was. Man who had been reborn. His eyes were darks and winks. His chest was rising and falling every thrust that hit against her throat.

Elin looked at him and shook her head, “Of course not. It’s the toilet keeper doing. They must have offended her somehow" She was giggling nonstop and gasped as Bardie glared at her and stopped near Shan seat to mutter something near his ear. Something spicy was going to happen and Elin was getting that vibe as Shan glared her back and stoop up from his seat. Bardie smirked evilly and stayed still to watch the show while Shan walked toward her with his menacing glare. “Something feels off!” Noel said while looking forward and leaning a little near her. She gulped and leaned a little near him, too, while looking at the angry Shan, “Yeah, something is definitely off”.

"I won't let you do this. I won't let you sell the company, or ruin what we have together. I deserve better than that, Damon, and you know it." Damon looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise. "Elysia," he said. "I didn't know you felt that way." I stood my ground, feeling the fire burning inside me. "Well, now you do," I said. "And I won't let you ruin me anymore." "Please, Damon, explain to me why you did this," I begged, my voice trembling with emotion. Damon's phone rang, interrupting the conversation, and he quickly answered it, whispering into the receiver. I watched as he hung up and turned to me. "I'm sorry, Elysia, but I have to go," he said, his tone apologetic.

He dropped the phone as Claus strode straight to Emily and hugged her. He and Nimueh looked at each other with sudden action. He mouthed 'What was that?' but she just shrugged. He gestured to her to leave the two. Nimueh smiled and picked his phone. *** Claus pulled away from his sudden embrace and glanced straight to Emily who just looked away. He took a deep sigh and moved his fingers to her chin. “Tell me what happened. I just noticed Nimueh's call when I went home. I left my phone there.”

My skin already burned with restless need, a slow fire that had been smoldering since the last time I left this place marked and aching. Elias stood at the front in his crisp white robes, hands clasped around the open Bible. His voice carried steady and measured as he read scripture, every word measured for reverence. But his eyes found me almost immediately. Once. Twice. Then they stayed—locked on the shadowed corner where I sat. His pupils dilated, dark and hungry, betraying the calm he tried to project. I crossed my legs slowly, deliberately, letting the fabric ride higher until smooth thigh gleamed in the candlelight. His throat worked visibly. He stumbled over a single word mid-sentence

“I woke up, and you were gone. Gone! No note, no text, nothing! Do you know how terrifying that was? I thought you’d been kidnapped by some creepy pervert—” “Rhea.” “—tiny little—” “Rhea!” Her rant cut off, though her arms were still waving dramatically. Behind her, Elias appeared in the hallway, leaning against the wall with a piece of toast dangling from his mouth. His hair stuck up in every direction headphone still hung around his neck. “Called it,” he mumbled around the toast. “She’s alive. Pay up.” Rhea spun on him. “Nobody bet you anything!” “I bet myself,” Elias said with a shrug. “And I won.”

Then he let Elias have control again. “I don’t know who took her, but what I do know is that it’s a demon,” Elias said as he paced the floor again. “I could still smell him here,” Elias growled as he growled out deeply. Closing his eyes, Elias took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Now was not the time to be freaking out. He had to find his mate and kill whoever took her. Just then, Daria came strutting into the room, Gabriel close behind her. As soon as her brothers smelt her, their attention was all on her. And it wasn’t in a good way.

He was the only one who mourned for her. He was young and powerless back then, but how about now? He looked at Elisia and saw hope in her eyes. For some reason, he loved being close to her. He searched for the woman who returned him to life, but he didn't even try to look for his mate. And what's worst, he slept with her, a demon princess. "Can you try to look for her? We still have time. Maybe dying was not the only way to save you." Elisia said.

Sometimes, the static sparked so intensely it hurt my eyes. I finally snapped, swatting away his hand as he reached for me, and demanded: "Who are you?" "Elias." "Send me home." "Is this revenge?" "What are you talking about? Why did you bring me here? How do you know my name?" "Elias Reyes." "How do you know my name?" "This is boring." "......." "How about trying something else? Like threatening to kill me." "What...?" He took a big step toward me, and I flinched backward. He hesitated, then slowly looked down at the distance I had retreated. Then he laughed.