Elise Watson Novels & Stories

I said softly, “what was she like?” He leaned back in his chair, gazing distantly, and thoughtful. “Her name was Elise. She was… quiet. Reserved. Kind in a way that didn’t draw attention. She was like a fictional princess. She was obsessed with animals, loved the garden especially the lilies. She was understanding, humble, patient... she was an angel.” I listened carefully, memorizing every word. “She wasn’t very social,” he continued. “Didn’t care for parties or travel. She preferred things simple.”

She took a sip of water, clearing her throat, and asked, "Does Naomi Watt sound familiar to you?" "Who?" Elsie's face contorted in frustration. She recalled every character from the main to the side ones, and there was no mention of Naomi in the book or script. Were they messing with her? "A p**n star. She is known for dressing like a farm girl in her videos, and you look just like her," with that said, Suzy broke into a fit of laughter. The other panel members joined in.

She was here to reclaim space that had once been stolen from her. "Natalie Evans. I almost didn’t recognize you," purred Elise Langford, wife of a tech billionaire and queen of the social elite. Natalie offered a cool smile. "Elise. Still hosting Botox brunches and selling insider tips for charity auctions?" Elise stiffened, then forced a laugh. "You haven’t changed." "Oh, I have. You just haven’t caught up yet." As she turned away, Clara appeared at her side, whispering, "He’s watching you."

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

Damian said and smiled at her. Amelia nodded without saying anything and continued eating. After a few seconds, Damian sees Arthur walking towards them with his wife and daughter. “Ian, you’ve met Zelena before right?” Arthur said. Damian nodded before standing up and shaking hands with Zelena. “It’s been a while,” he said with a polite smile. Amelia stood up as well and gave a smile to Zelena. “Hello, I’m Amelia,” she said. Zelena blinked as she recognizes Amelia. “You’re the one at the park, right? I’m Zelena, It’s very nice to meet you” she said and offers her hand to Amelia.

As she steps out of the bed to go the washroom, I slap her ass and tell her not to be long. As she walks out of the bathroom, I get up out of bed and give her a quick kiss as I slip into the bathroom. I grab a quick shower and shave, throwing on jeans, a t-shirt, sneakers, and my jacket. As I had entered the room to get dressed, I saw that Elise had already left to go back to her room. I loved that about her – she never overstayed – she was confident and not needy as some I have dated. As single wolves, we all stayed in the Pack house. As an Alpha I had a room on the higher level of the house. Elise was a Gamma, a warrior in our pack. Her floor was a few down from mine.

Chapter 13. "Caitlyn, have you been crying all this because of a mere dog?" He asked, a stupefied look plastered on his face. She sniffed and wiped her tears with the back of her right palm. "Some weeks ago, a dog died. His owner is a woman that's sixty years of age. She's the mother of the CEO of Grey's group; you must know him,” she paused for a while. Martin went back to sit on the chair while she sniffed and continued, " That dog was the only companion of the old woman. They were very fond of each other. She took good care of him and he never made her feel lonely.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

It was the soundtrack to the worst year of my life. I turned slowly, watching as Elise Campbell—no, Elise Griffin, as she so desperately wanted the world to call her—strutted into the center of the room. She was flanked by two women I recognized from the social circuits of the elite: Chloe and Tinsley, two social climbers who would applaud a house fire if it meant they were invited to the roast. Elise looked exactly the same—perfectly coiffed, dripping in diamonds that I suspected were bought with Elijah’s dwindling funds, and wearing an expression of permanent disdain.