Elise Brantley Novels & Stories

Charlotte sobs only got louder at his statement, causing him to pull her to himself for another hug. “Forgive me.” “He’s gone, Dylan. They killed him.” She cried. Now he gets why she’s so heartbroken. He hugged her tighter, whispering soothing words in her ear, to get her to stop crying. How did so much happen in so little time? After several minutes of gentle persuasion, Isabel managed to get David to sleep. Indeed, having pups at this stage of her life was a luxury she couldn’t afford.

“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?”

“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.

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.

"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."

Picking up his stuff and heading for the door, she stood there asking him where he thinks he is going to but Ethan knowing the kind of fury he has, preferred to leave that morning, other than for him to do something which he may regret. Walking back to her seat, Elise Marley Travis is loved almost by everyone at the office especially for her kindness and hood skills at work. Not only was she beautiful, but she also has an intelligence that was very contagious and intimidating at the same time. Her words were very inspiring while her workload always piled up because she was too good to even say no to anyone. She had her moments of distress and just like every other young lady, she was going t

And besides, whatever happened last night was known of her business, except she was thinking far from what happened. She was fully aware that for some bitches like Ashley, things might get ugly quickly if they weren't sorted out properly and so, she'd forced a smile trying beyond her limit to appear friendly and not to cause any form of disputes as she held out her hand towards her for an handsake while complimenting, “you're beautiful. I am Ava. Ava Georgia.” Ashley nodded her head still with a straight face and mumbled, “I know,” before letting herself in through the wide-opened door—slightly brushing past her in the process.

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