Elise Brantley Novels & Stories

Carlos was lying on the floor in sheer pains while Isabel circled around him. “From henceforth, Carlos is stripped of his title… He is to vacate his place of residence before sunset today.” She unapologetically dug her heels deep into his torn skin, earning a heart breaking scream from Carlos. Satisfied with the punishment she has inflicted on her subordinate, Isabel vanished without a trace.

“Nobody can get a real wedding dress in less than three months, and especially not locked down surrounded by bodyguards! And I’ll never wear lace or a veil!” “Hey,” King soothed her. “Elise is the woman for the job, believe me. Like I said, she helped someone plan a wedding from our safe house. She’s a genius at choosing dresses for a bride just based on a photo or a Skype call.” “She is?”

"Oh, that's alright. I like these celebrities, but I'm not that extreme. I'll meet whoever's there, no worries." Wilbur chuckled. "Alright, then. Charlie, tell them I'll be there on time." "Alright, sir. I'll head there at once too." "Okay." Wilbur hung up the call, shaking his head. Who knew what Brandon was trying to pull, making such a huge deal out of this banquet? Elise, on the other hand, was beside herself with glee. It was clear that she was very much a fan of these celebrities. Over in a hotel room, Jayla Loss was pacing about nervously.

“Please refrain from addressing the head stylist as Mrs Shield, she would love to keep her position separate from her personal life. Miss Verona only wishes to work in a comfortable environment without any superficial treatment. Thank you.” Briana’s eyes rounded at Elise's sudden declaration. Warmth bloomed in her chest as Elise turned to face her, looking up at her for approval. The young woman flashed a bright grin as she gave Briana a reassuring thumbs up, and Briana was more than touched, realizing that Elise had recalled that she wasn't fond of being called Mrs. Shield. “You didn't have to do that,” Briana said to her, but Elise waved her off dismissively, knowing fully well that her an

She casually flipped open her laptop, checking the latest updates, while Elise continued, clearly enjoying herself. “You see, tomorrow isn’t just about Mountain Rose, it’s about us,” Elise smirked. “With my designs leading the collection under Blake Group, we’re finally going to stand on the same stage as Mountain Rose. The media will be all over it, and after this, I’ll be a name in the industry.” Sarah let out a soft hum, still typing. “Is that so?” “Of course!” Elise straightened, her eyes gleaming with arrogance. “Mountain Rose partnering with Blake Group was the smartest move they made. And, naturally, since I’m at the forefront of the jewelry division, it only makes sense that my desig

Part 4 That afternoon, the kitchen of the Barack family home was filled with the aroma of freshly brewed herbal tea. Elise was busy carrying a tray with a cup of tea for Mr. Abraham. Her appearance was simple yet captivating. Standing at 160 cm, her petite frame appeared graceful. Her shoulder-length black hair was always neatly styled, even though her face was rarely adorned with makeup. Her gaze was gentle, suggesting a patient personality, though her heart often harbored feelings of unease.

"You look like you've seen a ghost," Natasha appeared at her elbow. "What's—" She followed Emma's gaze to Elise, then stiffened. "Is that who I think it is?" "You know her?" Emma asked. "Unfortunately." Natasha's usual good humor vanished. "Elise Crawford. She broke my brother's heart right after his career ended. Claimed she couldn't be with someone who wasn't going to be a star athlete." "And now she works for us," Emma said, disbelief coloring her voice. "Without anyone thinking I should know about it."

He reassured and when Ivy stopped crying, he stood up and walked towards her and pulled the blondie into the bedroom as he didn’t want to argue in front of Ivy. “Daddy?” She asked as soon as they were left alone. “Elise, if I truly sent the address to you, It must have been a big mistake. What I meant to send to you was my assistant’s contact. He is supposed to give you the address of your house. This place belongs to Hazel and Ivy.” He explained. Elise Warren was an internationally known singer, who was one of the top brand ambassadors of Westham Corporations and also Cade's high school classmate.

She has always taken advantage of it at the wrong time. “I will do it. You don't have to pay me,” She began while trailing her hands from his well-built chest to his shoulders, but Alexander swat her hands away before she would trail them up to his lips. Talking about someone who was more insane than Ava was around John – Felicia was at the top of that chart.

She sat on the bed in a bathrobe lost in her thought when she heard a knock on the door. She went to answer the door and saw one of the hotel staff holding a bag which she handed over to her. "Sir, ask me to give you this," the staff said. "Sir?" Lily repeated the word in surprise "Yes, ma'am" repeated the staff. The lady left quickly before Lily could ask any further questions. Lily closed the door and opened the bag. It was a simple blouse and a pair of trousers from the Everlane collection. These are designer clothing. Well, she didn't have any clothing to wear so she just put them on, and they did fit perfectly. She checked the next bag, and it was a pair of shoes to go with it. She smil