Elijah Price Mr Glass Novels & Stories

A slight movement where there shouldn't be one. I froze and leaned my face up against the glass. But I saw nothing until I did. A man, tall, thin and dark, stood there, gazing at the house. He didn’t appear fazed that I saw him. He just smiled and disappeared into the shadows. My heart sped up and I stepped back from the window. I wanted to call for someone. Elias, maybe. But I ignored it. Maybe it was one of the workers. I made my way to the study, but Elias wasn’t there anymore. His jacket was gone. Only a tumbler of scotch sat untouched on the desk

His jaw was clenched so hard I thought he’d break something. His face was drained of all colour like he had seen a ghost from his past. “Who is?…” I whispered. To Daphne, who was trying do hard not to look at me. Elijah’s voice rang out like a death bell. “Mother, everyone,” he said, lifting his glass with a sickening grin, “meet my fiancée…” He turned to her, extending his hand. “…Joeline.”

"Please give it to me." Julie who had frozen the instant the butler had yelled out – as it was so unlike him – slowly removed the wine glass from her lips. Elijah immediately took it from her hand, releasing that pent up breath as he berated himself for not taking the wine away as soon as he heard that the Prince would not be coming.

he said and passed the bottle to Warren because he was the next one to pour his glass. I looked at the contents of the wine glass... Eli made a great savings. As for the rest of you, the flesh will soon be full. It's Dylan, who was the one who put the wine in Magi's glass. This is Eli... "No," was the reply I received from Eli even though I hadn't said anything yet. "Oh." I was surprised when Israel handed me a glass of water. "Put it in your glass so it looks like your wine glass has a lot of wine."

"Please give it to me." Roselle who had frozen the instant the butler had yelled out – as it was so unlike him – slowly removed the wine glass from her lips. Elijah immediately took it from her hand, releasing that pent up breath as he berated himself for not taking the wine away as soon as he heard that the Prince would not be coming.

When they were far from the other’s ears, Madam Jewel hesitated for a moment and then asked Elijah, saying softly, “How much will it cost to drop the charges against Elmer? Name your price.” At first, Elijah felt insulted and annoyed, but then a fat smile immediately appeared on his lips as a thought crossed his mind and he let out calmly, “Give me the real will of Mr. Hayes, and Elmer walks free.”

The one who had always held that spot was right there beside him. "Good evening, everyone," Avery began, her face beaming with happiness. "Thanks for coming to celebrate with us. I'm thrilled to announce that JPGilbert Chase & Co, and Elliot Elijah Empire are merging and becoming one. Let's all toast to a long-term partnership!" she said, raising her glass. As she looked through the crowd, her gaze landed on me, and she flashed a sly smirk before looking away. I should've confronted them and asserted my position, but I couldn't.

, he says, scratching the back of his neck. “Really?” Elijah looks to the side, I look at the table. “Yeah, maybe. I don’t know. We don’t have to”, he murmurs with bashfulness lacing his voice. “No uhm, we could do that. It sounds cool”, I mumble. Elijah looks back at me, smiles and takes his glasses off. My stomach does a little tingle. His eyes look really pretty today. No. I avert my gaze to my breakfast. Do not start with that shit.

I heard Elijah's anxious voice but just nodded at him. "Drink this" He pressed something like a glass against my lips and made me drink it. Fuck! It's so nasty... My eyes squinted in distaste as I jerked the glass away, not wanting to finish it and turned my head to the other side. "What was that?" Elijah sighed and caressed my head slightly. "A remedy to make you feel better" I didn't say anything to him and pushed myself to think of the dream I just watched which is still fresh in my mind and soul.

After thorough consideration, Vince forced a smile and said, "Mr. Ballard, you're right. As long as it doesn't involve murdering anyone, I can close an eye for some slight punishments." "Great!" Sebastian pointed at the shattered glass and said to Jerry, Logan, the manager, and the waitress, "There are four glasses here and four of you. Each of you will eat one glass. "Also, didn't you say these glasses are imported crystals and that they are worth 50 thousand? Fine, I'll accept this price, but each piece of shattered glass will cost 50 thousand. So, cash or card?" The waitress and manager immediately fainted when they heard his words.