Novel & Cerita Elijah And Elena

"Right after he told me he would take what I loved the most from me." "And what is that?" Elijah swallows. "My daughter, Eliana." I blink, realization slowly seeping into me. El is Eliana, Elijah's daughter. Shit.

My eyes turned into a deep shade of golden, I could see their glow in Killian’s pupils. “Is that so?” He asked, tightening his grip around my wrist, threatening to break it, making me fight back a laugh. The man didn’t know what I would do to protect what my parents entrusted me with, and him breaking my wrist would be the last thing I could worry about right now. I caught sight of Ezra who was watching me with eyes, processing what he was seeing. His parents didn't know who I really was. I had used my pack’s last name as my own, Elica, to hide myself from the Lycan, and though I was curious about the fact of how he found out who I was, I didn’t have time for that right now, watching me with

Third Person POV At the Family Center, Julia returned to her room. The children’s noises had faded, and the quiet settled around her. Her phone rang. She answered, “Yes, Dylan. Go on.” “Elena Nolan. Born in Essex. Married to Bradley Hawkins for about two years.” He paused before continuing. “He's a cop out of Lawrence, where they lived together. Neighbors know nothing about her. She keeps to herself. No known friends. No employment history. I'll forward the whole report to your mail, but that's about it.”

she whispered under her breath. "I didn't know that you can still afford to go in that kind of luxurious place," she commented as if Isabella has done anything wrong. "She's with me," Elijah said in a professional come manner. "Ah, that's why..." Nerissa sounds mocking. "By the way, I am Elijah Grayson."Elijah stood up and extend her hand. Nerissa shake hands with him. "You are probably, Mateo Villanueva..." Elijah also extended his hand for him. Mateo's jaw clenched, he glance coldly at Isabella before turning to Elijah and not even bothering to shake his hand.

she wryly mocked herself while chuckling and felt tiresome. “Lia! You shouldn’t sit longer near the sea shore. You are a fire spirit possessor and water will tire you,” a manly voice said from behind. Elin, who was Lia in this world turned back to look at him, “Captain?” her voice sounded dull and so were her eyes which seemed to be shutting down slowly. I.. I feel tired! Everything turned dark once again which scared Elin more then anything yet it was peaceful. She could hear some worried noises disappearing slowly and slowly.

I tell him. "I think I know who it might be but I'm not sure yet, I'd have to talk to Gary to get a description from him first. But I have something to tell you Jer, and you're not going to like it." Elijah tells me and immediately, I feel a sense of foreboding. "What is it?" I asked him. "It's about Lena." He tells me. "What about her?" I asked. "The night before you saved me, I believe she and Killian got married."

Elena said, her voice low and dangerous. “Okay, stop. This is getting really crazy; the Elijah we both know cannot do that.” I said firmly in a final tone, then moved closer to where she sat, “Lena, what the hell is happening to you? Don't let Melissa and Lucan’s betrayal cloud your judgment.”

‘Do not cower. ‘Do not think.’ ‘Keep the facade of strength until you believe it.’ ‘Do not disappoint me.’ “Do you Hera Michaels, princess of the white moon pack take Eleazar Reynolds, Alpha of Elisora pack to be your lawfully wedded husband, to stand by him in wealth and in poverty, in light and in darkness, in health and sickness, in your young age and till you grow old, to respect, to love, to protect and to remain loyal to till the end of your life?

Derrick apologized, but his words felt empty. “If you don’t keep your mouth shut right now, Derrick, I will be forced to do something your family will regret for the rest of their lives,” Elijah said calmly, but his voice was threatening. I knew just how much anger he was holding back in that moment. “My apologies, Alpha,” Derrick said, not daring to make eye contact with Elijah. “She has training in the medical field, so I’m assigning her the role of assistant doctor under you, Joanna,” Elijah said, looking toward a woman dressed in a brown shirt and black trousers. She looked pleasant enough, and I thought I could work well with her.

“What? I don't understand” Leonard turned to face him, his voice quieter now, heavier. “Elisa was Eli.” “That doesn’t mean anything,” Damian snapped. “What are you even saying? Who is Eli?” Leonard took a breath, slower this time, and spoke again, deliberately. “Annalise’s Eli.” The room went still. Damian froze. The words seemed to echo between them, suffocating, unbearable. Damian’s face twisted as he slowly turned back toward Elisa, memories surging to the surface—memories of Annalise speaking softly, fondly, about a younger sister she adored.