Elias At Salome Novels & Stories

she whispered, “is your first lesson in temptation.” The Study Becomes Sinful The late afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows, casting golden lines across the study room. Elias sat stiffly at the desk, hands folded over his open Bible, pretending to read. But he wasn’t reading. Not really. Every movement Selene made pulled his attention like a magnet. She moved behind him, fingers grazing the edge of the pages as she leaned close to point out a correction. Her scent subtle, intoxicating filled the space between them. His back stiffened, and his pulse raced.

Selena took a careful step back. Murmurs of worry rippled through the audience. Compared to when he had sparred with Frederick, Elias' power now seemed even greater. There was no doubt that he was angry. Could a delicate woman like Selena truly withstand sparring with him? It looked like she would shatter after one strike! Sebastian and Sally watched anxiously from the foot of the platform. That single strike of the spear just now made it clear to everyone that Elias was no longer amused. "Lady Campbell, I will grant you three moves. Draw your weapon and begin," the Dawnmerian prince said coolly.

What was he playing at? “I didn’t know you had such a ha–young uncle, Eli! Can you introduce me to him?” The redhead beside Elias requested. I had noticed the way she had been looking at me the moment I turned around and it disgusted the fuck out of me. Is this the type of woman that Elias left Sophia for? Is he crazy? Soph was gorgeous, elegant, hot, sexy, you name it. Elias must have been blind to choose this redhead who looked like she was for the streets.

Selene's power surged, ready to strike him. "I swear, I’ll kill you. But before that, I’ll inflict so much pain on you that you’ll regret ever coming into my room and seeing me naked!" She screamed furiously. But Elias wasn’t scared. "I only came to check the mark. I already saw what I came for. Stop overreacting," Elias said. Immediately, a furious Selene hurled an invisible force at him to strangle him, but he dodged. However, she wasn’t stopping. "I’ll kill you!" Before Selene could summon her power again, Elias said the last thing she ever expected before vanishing from the room.

After making his words clear as lightning, Elias walked away from them back to the door of the master's bedroom where the poor wife of his was undergoing treatment. Evelyn turned to Claire with a bright smile on her face and squealed. “I told you he didn't see us.” “I'm so relieved right now. I wish that girl sleeps for eternity.” “Ahh, you still think the same way as me. Let's go now. I need a cup of wine after these things,” holding Claire's hand and smiling at her, Evelyn said and they both walked away, hand in hand. …… Elias rushed to Aiden just as he came out of the room with a lens and Potter in his hands.

Elias suddenly let go of her and she numbly fell to the floor, her hand still bleeding. "Come, let me help you up. Go meet your people," Elias stretched out his hand to her and offered her a small smile which she immediately got fooled with. She slowly walked towards the coven of witches and had only gotten halfway when the other side of Elias' sword came out of her stomach. The last thing she saw before she died was Helen's mother's evil smile.

Everyone from my pack was present, Phillip and Abigail, his mate, Diana and Kyle, Max and others were all present to witness today and Alphas from other packs. Giant doors of the hall were open, Eleanor was dressed in white dress which was decorated by diamonds in a flower style. Her smile was so captivating that my heart beat so fast inorder to claim her the second time. Jacob led Eleanor to where I was handing her over to me by placing her hands on mine. The priest asked us to say the necessary ritual after him which we did then a white cloth was used to cover everyone's eyes. "Can we make it open for those that were unable to mate theirs? Eleanor asked with her seductive voice.

“I apologize.” Elias sighed as he arched his brow. “When you’re finished, you may leave and rest,” he said, reaching for a bottle of whisky on the side table and pouring a small amount into a glass. Celeste let out a sigh. She was certain that the Elias she had previously met was not the Elias with whom she was conversing. “If you think that I am not Elias, you’re definitely wrong. I am still the Elias who held Celeste Barlowe’s hand that night. Now, leave.”

She could feel him. But something was pulling him away. Elara rushed inside. "Elias!" Her voice echoed through the chamber. At the center of the room stood Elias. His body was surrounded by golden light, his eyes closed, his hands hanging loosely at his sides. He looked peaceful. Too peaceful. Elara ran toward him. The moment her fingers touched his arm, his eyes opened. For one brief second, they were his familiar eyes. Then they changed. Gold. Silver. Black. And finally—

From beyond the door came Camela's faint voice calling out for him softly: “Vincent…” He froze and looked up sharply; the voice sounded weak as if buried deep beneath stone. “Camela! I’m here!” he responded. The First Bride's smile widened maliciously. “She calls for you; yet with each step she takes…she's drawn further away.” Elias's silver eyes blazed with intensity. He raised both hands, his voice turning into a sharp incantation. The ground cracked open, and chains emerged once more, shining so brightly that they burned the stone.