Elias At Salome Novels & Stories

I must've done something wrong in my past life, to deserve a life this cruel. But there's no way anyone deserves this, so why me? "Elisia!" Papa speaks, cutting me out of my horrific flashbacks. My chest rises up and down heavily, absolutely terrified for what my soul might have to endure tonight. I can't do this, not again. "Papa-" I couldn't find the strength in me to finish my sentence after he started taking long, strong, and menacing steps towards me. His cold hand clutches itself onto my wrist harshly, and pulls me towards kitchen.

He took a massive, panicked step backward, his hands flying up between us to block me. "Do not," he choked out, his golden eyes wide with pure terror. "Elian, please. Do not touch me. I failed you." I froze in place, my hands hanging empty in the freezing air. My heart completely dropped. ''You didn't fail me'' I said Behind him, the brass latch of the luxurious carriage clicked. The door swung open, and Selene stepped out onto the cobblestones. She was swathed in an extravagant cloak of snow-fox fur over an unblemished emerald velvet gown. She looked around the freezing courtyard, then looked directly at me. A slow, sickeningly triumphant smile spread across her face.

The Rift: High-Voltage Heartbreak "Catherine! Stop!" Elias stood in the doorway, his silhouette framed by the sparks of the dying electrical system. He looked ravaged. His shirt was torn, his eyes a desperate, bleeding hazel. "Get away from me," Cat said, her voice echoing with a double-tone—her modern voice layered with the melodic, ancient rasp of 1612. She turned, her eyes two burning gold coins in the dark. "I saw the journal, Elias. The real one. You didn't just fail to save me. You sold the location of the coven to buy your way into the King’s inner circle."

Elias stood in the middle of our living room, pants open, looking perfectly calm and in control. On her knees in front of him was Mia… completely naked, lips wrapped around his thick cock, sucking him slowly and obediently while he rested a hand on the back of her head. Elias looked up at me and smiled coldly. “It’s nice to see you again, Sophia. After avoiding me last night, I thought it was time you met my new toy.” He pulled out of Mia, lines of spit stretching outt of her mouth. But he didn't once take his eyes off me.

She felt a second climax building, a frantic, electric tension that threatened to shatter her heart. "I'm gonna cum! Selene, I'm fucking coming!" Elias roared, his entire body locking up as his muscles corded like steel cables. "You want my cum? You want it inside you? Beg for it! Beg for my cum like a filthy whore!" "Give it to me! Please! Fill my pussy with your cum! I beg you, Elias make me cum and give me every drop of yours!"

Declan muttered, his tone dripping with disdain. “Who invited him?” Rhys added, crossing his arms. Elias scanned the crowd until his eyes landed on me. A smirk played on his lips as he made his way over, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of anger and disbelief. What was he doing here? “Selene,” he said smoothly, as if we were old friends. “What a surprise to see you here.” “What do you want, Elias?” I snapped, crossing my arms defensively. “Just wanted to see how my favorite girl is doing,” he replied, feigning innocence. “I hear you’ve found a new family. How quaint.”

And I knew I couldn’t keep her from them. So instead, I did the only thing I could do. I went to Elias. The old bastard had a way of appearing exactly when he wanted to be found. He was sitting on the edge of a ruined well outside town when I arrived, his silver hair catching the moonlight, his piercing eyes unreadable. “I was wondering when you’d come looking for me,” he said without turning around. I clenched my fists. “Tell me about Selene.” Elias sighed. “Ah. So she’s finally made her move.”

Edward clearly said to Salome while giving her his unwavering attention. Salome's face reddened. She was speechless for a moment, unable to respond to his stare. She immediately snaps back to her senses when Joaquin speaks. "Yep, go alone with her. Don't worry about me, and I will just stay right here," Joaquin sarcastically said. Edward and Joaquin had a meaningful stare and smile at each other before Edward returned his attention to Salome. "Shall we?" "Sure," Salome replied submissively to his invitation.

"Not even a moment of hesitancy." Elijah shot him a glare at his commentary, letting him know that they weren't appreciated. When Elaine received the call, Elijah cut right to the chase and said, "I am going to text you a location. Turn up there. Make sure to be careful." He hung up the call next before Elaine was able to ask anything. This made Samuel hiss. "Truly heartless. That poor girl probably has all of her trust in you, and now, you are going to hand her over to the enemy. That betrayal is going to sting-"

Something wrong. He sat on a stool beside a fire, staring into it. And beside him… sat a woman. Beautiful. Young. Not the Isadora he knew. She had black curls pinned with silver rings and eyes soft as dusk. Her voice was warm. “Do you see the shapes?” she whispered, pointing to the fire. “They dance just for you.” Little Elias nodded. “I see them.” She smiled gently and held out her hand. “Let me see yours.” He hesitated, then placed his tiny hand into hers.