Elissa Age Novels & Stories

She might have saved him years ago, but that didn't mean he would want her the way she wanted him. “Just a little girl who isn't loved by her parents. Her life is so fucked up." Elysia stood up and took a step closer to him. She reached out her hands and caressed his cheeks. “A little girl?” “Five years old.” Her heart calmed down... at least she was a little child... the age gap was extreme. It soothed her heart that she still had a chance.

Elisa avoided his gaze. "I will keep my mouth shut the entire time. I promise," he said. Elisa took a deep breath and started to tell him everything. **** Elisa was only fifteen years old when she first met Gerald. He was a friend of her oldest brother Jerome who was five years older than her. When she saw him, she instantly had a crush on him. He was tall, handsome, incredibly built, and seemed to be a lot more experienced since he was the same age as her brother. He had a certain charm about him, and she could swear she saw him looking at her from time to time.

She fled to the door and said, “Don’t worry, Seren. I’ll take care of what you’ve asked of me.” It was to go with Liberty to get a car. Mrs. Stone remarked, “Seren, look at Elisa… She and Anthony will be the death of me. She’s twenty-seven now, and yet she doesn’t see that time is ticking.” “Elisa can take her time,” Serenity hinted.

I tried to make light of it, hoping to get a real smile out of her. "You know, Elise, I’ve heard that women are notorious for overpacking. But you… you’re packing like you’re going on a weekend trip." She glanced down at the contents of her suitcase and shrugged. There was a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "This is all I have, Ferris." Her words hit me harder than I expected. Elise, the former Luna, reduced to packing her life into a single, small suitcase. It wasn’t right. She deserved more than this.

“It depends though.” “Depends on what?” “How old are you exactly?” “How old do you want me to be?” “Elena I’m serious actually I’m trying not to go to jail you know?” She smiles, “Aww, you think I’m a minor?” “I don’t know your tits suggest otherwise but kids these days don’t grow like they used to.” “I’m nineteen.” she replies with a cheeky smile. “Nineteen?!” “Yes, why?” “When will you be twenty?”

She fell into that awkward gap—too old for fostering, too young to be left alone. During that first meeting, she looked at me with a blend of curiosity and quiet disdain. She knew how to deal with men. In her experience, men were predictable. Manageable. “How old are you now, Elisa?” I asked. “You already know that,” she replied, nodding toward the file in my hands. “I can wait while you read it, if you like.” There was a teasing edge to her voice. “Where are your parents?” “Dead, hopefully.” According to the notes, she had been living in Leeds with her mother and stepfather before running away shortly after her fourteenth birthday.

Elisa sneered, “Go ahead! If you can get someone here, I’ll kneel and address you as My Lord. I’ll even serve you!” Harvey looked disgusted. “No thanks. You live a promiscuous and extravagant life. I’m afraid that I’ll get sick.” Crack! Elisa gritted her teeth in anger. Although she was almost thirty years old, she was still very charming. Her figure and appearance were still the best. She had been relying on both, and was doing very well in Mordu these years. However, she never expected this brat would insult her today. She had the urge to slap Harvey to the ground.

Blake asked. “Great, Elise will go prepare,” Elise said, jumping off of his back and heading into the home she chose for herself. She was too old to be living with the children, being eighteen.

Of course, when the woman dared to ask first, unlike Lilian, we had even been together in the same room since yesterday, but I had no idea that Lilian had even asked me. "My name is Elissa, I am one of the princesses in the Southeast Palace. Me being here is one of the conditions for an alpha king who has been betrothed to me by the goddess of the moon. Because I had to do several things and then learn more deeply about being a queen, my parents sent me here. Even if I wanted or chose, I would feel reluctant at all. I hate all the rules and I don't like being regulated like this, but what can I do, I have to do it." I smiled again when I heard Elissa's words. It turned out that the woman was