Elisif The Fair Novels & Stories

Odhan asked in confusion. "No, we found something which we never imagined we will find here" Lucifer muttered. "What is it?" Odhan inquired softly. "The queen you just said that I love so much to risk an attack from the dark creatures, and the woman in that Portrait, Theodora, are the same" Darius explained clearly to Odhan. His tone is cold and it sent shivers down the spine of Odhan. "Why the hell are you after everyone I love and hold dear to me" Max snapped at Odhan.

She’d thought Sarah had no business being here, that she had been nothing more than a pretty face with a powerful husband. Elise had been vocal, condescending, and, on more than one occasion, cruel. And now? Now, Elise knew just how wrong she had been. Sarah hadn’t just belonged here. She had built something timeless. Something brilliant. And all this time, Elise had been playing a petty game against someone who hadn’t even bothered to play back.

“Okay, now I’m more than confused,” I said as I looked at them. Between Kiran and Kai they told me the whole story starting with Kai’s birth and how Dezrael fit into it all and how she’d kept that grudge alive for eighteen years. “The worst part of that story is that she possessed Kari after I thought that we’d really killed her,” Kai said and his voice changed slightly. “She killed herself when she was eight months pregnant in order to save Kai and kill the witch for good,” Kiran said.

Swisher was Jewish; she wasnt, probably a Wasp from old money, a banker and a lawyer who met, not through social circles, but on a deal. is gal wasn't a cold fish, she was frozen. Her lack of visible grief didn't mean she wasn't attached to her husbandshe prob- ably liked him fine-it was simply a refiection of her icei the-veins nature. If Will ever had to sue someone, someone he really hated, this was the woman he'd want. She made eye contact exclusively with him. Nancy might as well have been invisible. Subordinates, such as the Iauy

Took aim and threw the first one. Tink. It hit the glass with a soft sound. But there was no response. I frowned then threw another one. Then another. “Come on Lis,” I whisper yelled, “I know you’re in there.” Finally, the curtain twitched. Then the window slid open, and Louisa’s face appeared---messy hair and a confused frown as she looked down. “Kyl?” she blinked down. “What the hell are you doing here?” “Move. I’m coming up.”

"You're so good, really good. I'm sure your goddaughter will appreciate it." "Yeah, right!" Temah seemed so proud of herself. If Elise didn't know better, she would have thought Temah was simply a charming and innocent young lady, and not the intelligent researcher who had made a number of notable, world-record-breaking discoveries in the span of a few years.

Hearing his question, Elisa was like an open book and said, “I’m pretty smart. I parked in front of someone’s store and told my bodyguard to come over and drive it back. Then, I stopped someone on an electric bike and came all the way here unhindered.” So that was it. That was how they met. “Zachary, it’s really amazing. I raised my hand to stop a random person, but she turned out to be that ‘unfilial granddaughter’ who went viral on the news recently. Her name is Serenity Hunt. She’s actually quite nice, and we hit it off quite nicely.” Zachary spat in his heart, ‘Elisa is the most famously unruly and contemptuous lady in Wiltspoon, but she actually hit it off with Serenity.’

At least, that is what everyone else thinks, but that isn’t the true reason. You see, I have a secret. One that I can't tell a soul because if I do, I will die before I accomplish what it is I’m meant to achieve. You see, my name may be Eleanor, but my past name was Elise. Elise was born to a tyrant of an alpha and a weak mother who couldn’t protect her or her twin sister. She was given away at birth to suffer in an orphanage along the sea, where she was beaten and bullied day in and day out. When she was adopted by a farming family, she thought that things were looking up, but they were much worse than the orphanage, so much worse.