Elise Brantley Novels & Stories

The figure turned their body around and showed a visible annoyed look on their face, her amber eyes trailed my body from head to toe with a scowl plastered on her face, It took me aback when I realised who bumped into me, It was Elise Crawford, Daughter of one of the Michelin star Chef and my High school batchmate, “Wait, is that you…hold on, what was your first name again? Was it Valkyrie, wait, was it Valerie?’’ I rolled my eyes when I heard her familiar snobby tone, ‘’It’s Valencia, VA.LEN.CIA, Elise.” I sighed in distress, “I feel like I just aged 30 years, after seeing her.’’ I grumbled underneath my breath, however, Elise noticed the grimace I had on my face and spoke, “Right, I think

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

“And don't tell me that nothing is going on. I could see it in your eyes, Damon.” I handed it to her without speaking. It was crushed, but I knew that she would open it. Her eyes scanned it. Slowly. Carefully. Then she folded it once and handed it back to me without a word. “Everyone inside the house?” I asked her. “And by everyone, I mean everyone, because we're going to need together our meeting.” “Yes. Isla’s asleep. Delilah and Ethan just got back from the perimeter. Carter and Lysandra are still training underground. Damon, you know that things are not going to end well, but you angering yourself is not going to get you anywhere either.”

~Lexia "You look beautiful, by the way," Adrian murmurs, helping me out of the car. Ignoring him, I smooth out my dress, gazing around at the beautiful view. This party is being hosted by Isaiah, the Alpha of Passion, in his Pack. Despite his Pack not being in the best condition, he still holds the most lavish parties every year. "You don't mind, do you?" I ask anxiously, still looking at Isaiah's estate. People were mulling around, finding their way in at their own pace. Guards stood post in nearly every shadow I glanced out, watching us with careful eyes.

“ You need to stop working so many hours for your attractive supervisor. You should enjoy yourself tonight.” Elena laughed, but her stomach flipped. Six months. Six long months of sitting across from him and taking his sharp orders from his deep commanding voice. Her body reacted against her will because he ordered her to perform tasks. She hated it. She hated him. Or at least she tried to. “I’m not thinking about him!” she lied while spinning faster. “I’m free tonight!” The music volume increased. Elena closed her eyes and let her body move. Her body moved in three different ways as her skin shone with sweat. She felt sexy. She felt alive. The beats from the music made her remember Damon.