Elisif The Fair Novels & Stories

Rolkosov was stunned, mouth agape "please Mr. Rodriquez I would speak to my partner let's not end this good deal" "Leave here immediately" That old man was very lucky yesterday, he would have been with the devil by now. There was a knock on my door "come in," I said, I thought it was Eulalia, I watched as the person entered and I saw her Larissa "What the hell are you doing here Larissa?" "Baby," she said walking to where I was seated, she was wearing a tight gown with her cleavage almost popping out and a lot of makeup on her face she resembled a plastic doll.

Narcissists grew careless when they thought the narrative was sealed. She underestimated one thing. I remembered now. Not all at once. But enough. On the fifth day, a maid lingered too long while adjusting the curtains. Her hands shook. “Are you alright?” I asked gently. She startled. “Y—yes, Miss Gwen.” “What’s your name?” She hesitated. “Elise.” That hesitation told me everything.

She seemed to take a while but she finally walked out. “Hi!.” Lilith called out to me with a smile on her face. “Hi…, Lilith!.” I replied with a half smile, my head read on my palm. “I know you wanna talk!.” She said. I have known Lilith for a while, it’s been just two centuries since I knew her, I knew exactly how she loved her jobs. Lilith is the most shady and evil woman I have ment in my existence. The Queen of the demons, first wife of Adam and as well the ex wife of Lucifer but yet she rules the Demons, as her heart is black so is her practices.

Nyx pov Elderon forest God of the fairy realms, I chuckle free of the bonds the evil spiteful enchantress Nimue had put on me. Thankfully I had wed the two fairy courts days before my time expired, escaping my demise. I stretched, free at last. My name is Nyx Elderon and I'm a very powerful enchanter, half-seelie elf, and unseelie fairy necromancer, I'm the best there is. Unfortunately, I was born an extremely attractive man, and let me tell you it's a fucking curse. Having women fawn over you constantly is a pain in the ass, it was a kind of blessing having to wear a deer skull to hide my identity for so many years. Some century it would be nice to find a woman that loved me for who I was i

Rested a framed photograph. An elderly woman. Elegant. Silver-haired. Smiling gently at the camera. On the bottom of the frame, written in graceful handwriting, were six words. I'll return when it's safe. — Elizabeth Adrian's breathing stopped. His grandmother... Had never written a farewell. She had written a promise. Which meant only one thing. If the photograph was telling the truth... Elizabeth Blackwell had never died. She was still alive. Somewhere. Watching. Waiting. And perhaps...

ELIAS "Eliminate the child," I whispered, the words tasting like ash on my tongue. The Dowager Queen had ordered a hit. She wanted a human woman named Elise and her child dead. The last name was obliterated by a dark stain, illegible, swallowed by time and moisture. Why? The letter didn't say. Seraphina wasn't one to mingle with humans. She was of the opinion that they were beneath her in every aspect.

Most of them barely knew what a horse looked like, let alone a fox. A few of the young ladies, like Sally McPhee and Elizabeth Pratt, were girls she attended finishing school with. She spent time with them during almost every visit to Philadelphia and she welcomed their company. It was that blasted Lilith Bertram and her arrogant ways that sat in Elise’s craw like a hard-boiled egg that refused to budge in one direction or the other.

On eye level as she looked at me with a smile attached to her face. I wanted to scream and run but all I could do was widen my eyes at the sight of this tiny human. "Now as I was saying, good morning, Sarafina. My name's Elisabeth and I'm a fairy," she giggled as she twirled in the air and turned her attention back to me, "now, I know that you're scared and shocked, especially since you fell asleep in your hotel room and now you have a fairy inches from your face. Well, I'll just get straight to it. Sarafina, you're a very important person, that Alpha Quentin has been looking for, for a very long time."

said Ruby showing her the size of Tabitha with her fingers. “It’s because I’m a lot older than she is.” “How old?” “Old enough.” The elder fairy put down the dishes on the table. Ruby recalled that many elder fairies would look the age of a five year old. They’re considered to be very wise and full of wisdom. “What’s your name?” “Eliza.” “Oh, my name is Ruby.” “Yes, I know.” “How-How do you know me?” “Because Prince Eric talks about you often.” “Oh, does he?”

I look around the room and I hear one of the fairies, “Everyone made it. Let’s get to work.” I see my siblings with their chins hanging open. I ask the brother that is hurt, “Are you in any pain?” He just shook his head, “No, what does it matter to you? I’m a stranger to you.” I chuckle to myself and tell him, “I tend to care about everyone.” Then my sister asked, “What is your name?” I smiled, “I’m Elisabeth, but just call me Elisa. What are all your names?”