Elise Watson Novels & Stories

Everyone deserves to have their happily ever after, after all. When El's eyes was staring ahead at the guest, her eyes widen in surprise as she finally sets her eyes on the one and only, Alissa Perez or now, better known as Alissa freakin Walton. Piercing green eyes, looking almost emerald in contrast to her fair skin and beautiful hair adorned with a gorgeous veil with floral intricate and diamonds shimmering when it hits the light Clarke notice El stops walking and turned to her. “What’s wrong? Cold feet?” “I’m frozen Clarke. I don’t think I can do this. I feel like vomiting, my head is pounding, my fingers are shaking...:

“Don’t bother. Just give me a towel to dry it.” “Ah.. Then, here you go.” The staff gave her a white towel and left her. Elyse dabbed at the dress, especially on her chest where it was spilled. An idea shot to her head. “Lucas, how have you been?” She made conversation as she cleaned herself, tugging her dress lower to show her cleavage. “You are?” Lucas knitted his brows, looking bewildered. “Else Pascow. I’m Remus Forrest’s step daughter.”

Frowning, she turned up the volume just in time for the reporter to announce: "Next on the line of news is Mark Watson, the newly appointed CEO of the Watson Group. The genius businessman has finally announced his engagement with Roseline Anderson, the popular A-list actress." Lily’s smile froze, the warmth from her tea doing little to quell the chill that spread through her chest. Her hand tightened around the cup as she stared at the screen, unable to believe what she was hearing. “Engaged?” She whispered, her voice shaky. “That’s not possible.”

[Scheming vixen seducing man while dating Ellison King] Instantly, the netizens came online, commenting and sharing the post. "Hey, why does this news article seem similar to the ones last month?" "Yeah. They are all bashing this Elise Thatcher. Who is she? Why is she getting so much attention lately?" "I heard she's Kayden Anderson's ex-wife," "Ex-wife?! So pretty! I prefer her face compared to that Jessica Paige, who looked like she went under the knife," "Thank you for the free promotion," Elise smirked. "You!" Maria was livid. She looked at the comments section and posts online. How is it that she always failed to make Elise angry but ended up shooting herself in the foot every time?

No one I had been introduced to came to mind. Immediately, I crafted up a vision of a vixen mistress he's been seeing behind my back. It would explain why he's made no physical advances on me. There is no need when he already has someone to satisfy that need. "Who's Elise?" I finally found my voice after he made no effort to elaborate. "Elise is our head guardian of the pack pup center. Dotty said you wanted to help out there, right?" His eyebrows furrowed, trying to figure out if he had misinterpreted something.

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.

But in the middle of the room, as I was staring at one of the photos of peasant women from Nusa Tenggara, a voice rang out behind me. "Matthias always liked women with fire in their eyes." I turned around. A woman stood there. Golden blonde hair, tall, wearing a white elegance dress. Her face is firm. Beautiful. But what's sharper... her smile. "Pardon?" I said. She stepped forward, offering a hand. "Im Elise." My hand grasped hers reflexively. But in my head... everything tense up. Elise. From the way she spoke, from the expression on her face... I knew this was no ordinary Elise.

Linda stepped forward covering Emily. “Me?? Hahaha!! You must be kidding me!!” Elise snarled and snickered and her two bitchy looking friends chuckled. “First of all I am Elise Walker? The one and only daughter of Walker family?? And secondly, I am Adrian’s girlfriend and I dance with him every year since I have joined the academy!” Elise put her hands across her chest while she spoke and then pointing and waving her one finger at Emily to Linda and back to Emily, she snapped, “You two boring girls, just back off!!”

She muttered, "Ms. Fletcher, don't you worry. I will get it done." "Alright." Elise smiled. She set aside her phone and said to the woman opposite her, "Ms. Keating, I owe you big time. If it weren't for you, I'd be at my wits' end." The woman opposite Elise was Lizzie Keating. She had a pair of beautiful eyes. She picked up her cup of coffee and took a sip. Then, she asked with a smile, "I've helped you, but what about what I want?"

"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."