Elis Touhou Novels & Stories

A pyramid of customers bringing friends creates all kinds of different-looking visitors on the floor, and the fattest woman Jamie finds is Elis. Elise is the best friend of Irie Haruka, a beautiful student from Japan who is dating the youngest son of the Whale family, a conglomerate from Malaysia. Elise is an ordinary girl who is friends with Irie, Elise's body is quite big, although she can't be said to be fat like what Sebastian wants. Elise weighs 60 kg with a height of 145 cm, short and chubby. Types of stunted children in toddlers due to lack of nutrition. From her appearance, Jamie was sure that this girl was from the common people. Money sure could silence him.

Ellis scooted a chair to the side of the bed and inhaled deeply as he prepared to speak. “Iris is Zelos's daughter but she wants him gone as much as we do and will help defeat him. She is very powerful,” he said. Atticus jumped in suddenly and blurted, “She is also deeply in love with Ellis!” Chuckling, Ellis smirked and said, “Plus your father and your housekeeper appear to have a growing interest in each other and I caught them in a compromising position. Magical meat purse is what you called it, unbelievable.” “That was merely payback for what I witnessed at your house and the sounds coming from that poor woman having to gobble your dick,” Atticus asserted and I raised my brow.

It looked as though he hadn’t been lying. Seemingly sensing Alia’s unease, Elise added in a reassuring tone, “Don’t worry. I am your loyal servant and wouldn’t breathe a word of what I see or hear.” She even gave a small, formal bow, as if promising her complete loyalty. Alia sighed inwardly, feeling both exasperated and shocked. She could only muster a strained smile, struggling to keep her complex emotions from surfacing. This was all becoming too overwhelming! Not only did she have to handle Marcellus’ murderous intent, but now she also had to unravel the complicated ties between “Livia” and Elias. With all these mysteries and hidden truths piling up, Alia felt nearly suffocated by the we

“What are you doing..? He didn’t answer. He only leveled his gun at Lucien. Elise smiled again, satisfied. “You see, darling? I didn’t have to kill you. I just had to remind him who he really works for.” Lucien’s jaw tightened. “You brainwashed him.” “No,” Elise said smoothly. “I gave him purpose.” Lightning flashed through the window, illuminating the three of them caught in a perfect standoff—Lucien bleeding from an old wound, Ariella struggling against her ropes, and Elise watching like a queen at the center of her own twisted game.

As soon as Elise said those words, she raised her palm and stretched it out toward Lucas. On Elise's palm was a red-colored aura. Red represented Grade A Genetic Talent; it was considered an Advanced-grade Genetic Talent. Unfortunately, her Genetic Talent was pale in comparison to Lucas. Lucas was in no hurry. He slowly raised two fingers and clamped Elise's palm. Elise was astounded. She had thought that Lucas would be severely injured after she launched her strike. She had not expected him to block her attack so effortlessly.

Even the alliance members safe in their stronghold. They all heard it. And they all felt the same thing. Terror. The sound spoke of death. Of darkness. Of an end to everything they had ever known. When the howl finally faded, Elise was smiling. Blood ran down her chin from where her fangs had cut her lips. She looked like a goddess of war. Beautiful and terrible and completely insane. "Let them come," she whispered. "Let them all come. I will be waiting." The fortress fell silent. But the silence felt alive. Hungry. Full of promises of violence to come.

Nora carefully placed the dress back on the bed. “You may be loyal to her, but within this room, this premise, your loyalty lies with the Luna. There is no exception, and that applies to every one of us.” Nora’s gaze swept to Mina and Clara, who were pretending to be extra careful. “Don’t lecture me, omega,” Elise hissed. “Else what? You will fight me… or wait, you will have your master correct my mistake?” Elise opened her mouth, then closed it back. “I am not one of your minions, so know your place. You may have escaped the first death penalty, but that doesn’t mean you will escape the second.”

Coming from one of the empty rooms. She opened the door. Nothing. Just darkness and the hum of the vents. But on the bed was something she hadn’t seen in years—a toy rabbit from her childhood. Stitched ear. Button eye. It shouldn’t exist anymore. She picked it up slowly. Inside was a note. “She remembers everything. So do I. — E.” Her breath stopped. “E” wasn’t Elise. It was Elias. --- She found Tristan in the surveillance room. “I think he’s already here,” she said.

Ivy lay there, panting, soaked, eyes glassy with lust. “Don’t be gentle,” Mr. Caelum said. “I never am,” Elise replied. She lowered her mouth again, and this time, there was no build-up, no teasing. Her tongue plunged deep. Her fingers worked Ivy open, stroking with cruel precision. Ivy cried out, back arching, pleasure rising fast. She reached for something to hold, but Elise smacked her hands away. “No touching,” she snapped. “Just feel it.” And Ivy felt everything. The flick of tongue. The curl of fingers. The filthy things Elise whispered while licking her raw.

It cracked, and they all looked down at the glass sheet. Elise fixed it quickly with a wave of her hand. She turned to the serpent, and by her wiggled fingers, the body of the serpent was wrung by itself. The serpent let out a loud screeching and hissing sound. The glass sheet broke into pieces while the five foreigners covered their ears. Elise was quick enough to fix the glass before all of them were going to fall down. She let it flew faster and far away from the flying serpent that was going down.