Elisa Day Novels & Stories

The fifteen year old said sternly, “Try concentrating on Benjamen, whom you wish to see most in the world.” Elaine did as she was told to the best of her ability. Her silver gaze hidden behind her eyelids, Elaine brought the few precious memories of the man with a dagger back from the musty catacombs of her past and into the light of the present. The memory that stuck to her mind like a fly in a trap was the one full of heat, the day had dried her out, and if it hadn’t been starvation, it would have been dehydration that did her in. Elaine had been sitting on the side of the road like a broken little bird, burns along her arms from the fire that had taken her family and left her screaming. A

"She was so young and so good. What did she ever do to you? "I took care of her from the moment she was born. I fed her, changed her, and soothed her to sleep. I did all of those things every day. I watched her grow up, and now you... you killed her. How could you do that? How could you be cruel?" He kept questioning me, and his eyes were red from crying. Finally, he fell to his knees. I looked at him with an indifferent expression, then said, "She didn't do anything wrong. She was good, obedient, and sweet. Just recently, on Mother's Day, she made me a drawing and hugged me, wishing me a happy Mother's Day."

"He saved every last coin just to give it to me on my birthday. Because I loved it so much, I wore it on special occasions because I didn't want it to fade. But as the years went by and I grew bigger, I knew I had to give it as a gift to someone. And that's you, baby girl. " " Thanks mom. " Did I just call her? "Elias would have loved you," she says. "It's so hard not to. Marisa has always hated girls and said they boast a lot with their long hair but I'm baffled by the chemistry between you two. But what shocks me more is... Ramon."

Joan’s brow furrowed “You’re being cryptic again. What’s the next phase? I need to know so I can be ready.” “All in good time but let me give you a hint. For the next part of our plan, we’ll be enlisting the help of a very special someone, Elise’s little muse.” Joan was curious. She tilted her head. “Who?” Gina grinned. “Elise’s best friend. Sophia.”

Eva chimed in. "Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll be together as a family soon!" Fred promised. "And that Aster woman is so mean! She hit Mommy's head and made her bleed," Eva continued. "Actually, Mommy and I knew Uncle Lionel's kids were dead—we just didn't tell him! During the earthquake, Mommy and I made a bet about whether Uncle Lionel would save me or his kids. If I won, Mommy promised me a pool party!" "And you won, you clever girl!"

I didn’t kill every evil person I came across, because now, I had another mission. It wasn’t a question of right or wrong, eradicating evil can’t ever be wrong. Like Hel had said to me, I had been chosen, and as I read Lisa’s file, I wondered if this was a sign too. I wrote her address down in Butte, where her father lived, around 25 miles away, and I smiled as the plan came to me.

ELISA POV. Whoa! Whoa… "Elisa, look at that hot guy over there,” Emma said. Emma is not just my best friend, but also my sister. Her father divorced her mum and wed another woman after because he could no longer support her mother's drinking habits, which led to the divorce of her parents. Elisa's mother, Cindy, who is human and well-known for her beauty, married her father, Mason Douglas, who is also an Alpha but not particularly strong. Emma inherited her appearance exactly from there. I often wonder if she's a witch and how she manages to enchant all these people, but then I realize that it's just her appearance—her lovely face and lips—and her attitude is unremarkable, yes I said that be

“What happened? How are you with the boss’s wife? Lena’s throat tightened, but she forced herself to meet his gaze. “I already mentioned that my name is Lena. I’m not sure why anything happened, but I happened to be around the old mill the same time that Elise was there. She was caught in the fire, and I managed to pull her out.” “I still don’t understand. Why was there a fire? Why was she there?” “I’m not sure but I think Elise’s sister… her name is Clara. She's the one who did this.”

Trying hard to finish my day with something productive after wasting most of it lost in thought. “No… What are you talking about?” “She took a call outside class when I was leaving… whoever it was made her storm off in tears with Alice in tow. I assume it was Dane finally getting back to her.” “That could have been anything. She’s so moody and volatile it might even have been her plastic surgeon telling her she couldn’t get her third boob job as soon as she wanted it.” I shrug, sarcasm heavy, and Elisa giggles. It’s no secret it’s ninety percent procedures that make her attractive. I remember her in junior school, and she was a contender for one of the ugly sisters in a Cinderella action re

Larissa's viewpoint "The mischievous one is Elias. This," Tristan changed the picture, "is his wife, Ginger Dale," the woman in question had ginger hair and reddish brown eyes. I sighed. I was already getting tired and it was just the beginning. "Elias was Zillah's dance instructor during her early career. Jerónimo is their first child. That's all I know," I nodded. He flipped the picture, causing another sigh to leave my lips.