Elisif The Fair Novels & Stories

He had to get rid of that thing in her womb else if his mother finds out ,it will result to displacing him off his position as CEO to be . ** ISABELLA'S HOME ** * The next morning * Isabella yawns rubbing her sleepy eyes and inhaling the sweet aroma of bacon and omelette and something she could not fathom waft in the air . “ Wow ! That smells delicious. ” she commented slipping into her light pink transparent robe . She wears her fluffy foot slippers and folds her roughly into a bun and zoomed downstairs heading to where the aroma led her . The table was filled with pleasant food. A cup of milky coffee , bacon , Omelette and cheese for breakfast .

But Elise and Penelope strode off fast before they had a chance to. People were stunned and curious as to who these women were. When Elise walked into the charity hall, she looked like a fairy who had woken up and accidentally stumbled into a human world. Everyone turned and looked at her. At that same time, her gaze connected with Kayden's. Huh, just how bad was her luck? Why were Kayden and Jessica everywhere? It seemed like God was playing the fool with her fate. Everyone recognized Penelope Lark but not Elise.

Adrian was still glaring at her and Elisia felt pain in her heart. "Don't lie to me! Who are you?" Adrian yelled? Elisia took a deep breath and then nodded. "My name is Elisia, and yes. I asked for help from someone to turn back the time so you could live. On the night of our honeymoon, we had an accident and you died. I was unconscious for three months and when I woke up you were gone. I couldn't accept it, so I asked someone to help me. But I didn't expect you would not remember me. I'm not a demon. I'm just a woman in love with you, Adrian."

Bernie held out his hand. There are beautiful women in the world, all of them couldn’t hold a candle to the winged perfection in the chair. She dressed in the colors of autumn, a vibrant display of yellow, gold, and orange. Her ancient cadence charmed all. “My name is Elphame and I am the queen of the Seelie. Fairy is your name for us,” a slight hint of insult came attached to the last statement. Bernie straightened his tie, “Please forgive me, your majesty. I will use the word Seelie regarding your people from now on,” he took a deep breath, “Could you explain what happened?”

Emily would listen, nodding politely, but her mind was always elsewhere, lost in memories of her brothers and the life she had left behind. Inishola, perceptive and understanding, gave her space. He sensed her sadness and tried to comfort her in his way, providing her with books to read and encouraging her to explore the vast estate. He even arranged for her to have her horse, a beautiful black mare named Nyx, hoping that riding might bring her some joy.

Just when I thought I could finally get some rest without Stephen having to pop up in my head, someone decided to ruin my peace. I rolled my eyes and yelled in a dry tone. "Come in!" I yelled, assuming that it would at least be one of the maids, maybe Florence. I was correct about the maid part but it was not Florence who had walked, Elisa was the one. Honestly, I was so sick of having Elisa's presence around, especially because of her goody goody the christian attribute. She acted so saintly, as if she was on everyone's side but the only person she truly cared about was Stephen and it looked like she was going to die here, doing his biddings.

I swear she looks like a little fairy who get lost in the human world. We stared at each other until Nadya walked away; that's when I came back to my senses. How could there be such a beautiful girl in a slum village like this village? The girl was not well-dressed. She wears really simple clothes, a sign that she was a resident of this Luzzbell village. At that time, in my heart, I was captivated by her beauty. However, I never had the chance to know her more because it was my last day in Seiraah before I finally returned to utopia.

ISABELLA'S POV He came back unusually quiet today, I wondered what must have gone wrong with the outing with Chris, he barely replied Mary's greeting so I didnt bother greeting him. I walked silently to my room, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had changed, I had grown more Beautiful, fairer and full-cheeked, my hair finally relaxed more than it ever had, Canada hair stylist magic. I picked my phone to surf the internet, I was bored. Scrolling through my I*******m feed, I stumbled across a post from Tyler Perry, advertising his first black series, which he would be producing and directing, The Tyler PERRY'S SISTER'S. It was premiering in Los Angeles, and its first cinema appearance

Well he deserved his death. "Oh?" I said dryly, turning my head to see the shy Mira behind the ranting old woman. She looked embarrassed about the situation and just stood there with a flushed face. "What do you mean by "oh"? Elisa Gilbert is a murderer and an adulteress." Okay this old woman was pushing it. I glanced around and noticed people were already gathering watching the show, shit. If I did things my way it would probably cause a backlash on Eli. I closed in with the old woman despite her backing away.

"I'm making sure my nephew doesn't drown." "That boy's wrapped in so much inflatable floating stuff he couldn't drown in the ocean. Besides, I'd die before I let him get hurt. So stop stalling. Go talk to Clarissa." A body shifts to my left. Elise stretches and sighs. "He's got a point," she says, sing-song, and I grimace. I almost forgot she was there. Elise is a fixture at Villa Russo these days, with her fake nails and fake lips and fake tits. She was my father's former wife, the mistress he married after he strangled my mother to death. There's no reason for Elise to still hang around this place given how haunted it must feel for her, but she hasn't left and nobody's asked her to. Most o