Elisa Day Novels & Stories

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.

Since yesterday, her mood towards Diana automatically changed all of a sudden and she saw the surprise look on Diana's face. "So, do you mind if I ask you some thing?" Lydia asked, also trying to clear off her thoughts. "Sure." "Do you know who Erica is?" She asked. Elise looked at her, the question was just too simple. "Who doesn't know who Erica is." "So, who is she?" "She's Diana's personal maid. What about her?" "Nothing. Nothing." "Nothing?" Elise asked, giving her a questioning look. "Yes, nothing." "Good. I might not be a demon or a werewolf but I can tell you really are a pretty good liar."

There was a tinge of sadness I’m her voice but Elisa did a good job of not letting it show on her face any longer. “I used to be a stylist before I was brought to the Guerriero mansion,” Wow, she actually answered a personal question. “Not just any stylist but an award winning fashion designer, you might’ve heard of or seen a few of my pieces in your lifetime. They’re still famous and rampant these days,” Elisa said. That small smile on her face made Rain realize that the woman was reminiscing the good memories of the past. Then what happened? Because from the way she sounding, it seemed like she lost everything or she retired?

Elise thought that maybe because of her job she was required to attend the meeting. As Elise went inside the building she was almost knocked by a lady who was looking down seemingly crying. She was able to see her clearly and realized that it was Ella, what a small world. For once Elise had thought that she had gotten rid of that virus in her life,but it seemed to be following her everyway she went.

Then he went back to what he was reading. “Because it is actually happening and it is driving me crazy!” Elisa half screamed. “Okay relax Elisa, calm down okay? And calmly tell me everything.” He sat up, dropped his magazine and focused at her with full attention. Elisa exhaled deeply. “This is crazy…” she muttered with a sigh. “Dad, you know my friend, Eleanor right?” Her Dad squinted in confusion, “Eleanor? If I am correct, the human girl that left the city to oversees?”

| told her. She looked at Roselyn before chuckling. "Just call me Elisa," she said. "Anyway, I am sorry for your loss. Roselyn already told me that you lost your family from the wildfire." Roselyn looked at me with a wide smile and I was forced to smile back at Elisa. Jeff was right. His mother already cleared things out. "I'm good, Elisa," I told her. "I have already gotten over it. Elisa nodded before letting out a sigh of relief. "That's good to know," she said. "Now, please meet the other elders." She motioned at the middle-aged woman sitting down on the couch.

She giggled "I love you, Gab." Aubrey said, missing her daughter "I love you, baby Gabby." ~~ "Sorry, miss but someone burned our storage room years ago." "Burned? You mean everything in your records years ago went to ash?" Elisa asked the secretary of the subdivision "You're right, miss. We're sorry and even if we still have the records, we can't show it to you, miss. That's confidential." Elisa is pissed "Do you know who I am, miss? I am Elisa Taylor. You heard that? The only daughter of Marvin Taylor."