Elissa Patel Novels & Stories

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

She's very polite and down to earth, i like her. I patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, you're doing a good job." "Really? Thank you, ma'am! I promise this is going to be constant. I promise that." She said, full of dedication. My heart was touched. "I'll hold on to that." Elise is a skilled woman. She impressed me with her fast hands and flexibility. She's also very trustworthy and customer-oriented. Oh well, my brother's impressing me with his choices huh.

“She is not just an heiress. She is a powerhouse! Her latest jewelry collection, Elites, is fire. As its name simplifies, it is top-notch sophistication. Hats off to her.” Isla's eyes popped with anger as the veins alongside the side of her face rose in thin lines to her eyes, before a bitter laugh rolled out from her throat, “Inspiration?” she muttered incredulously, and leaned back against her chair as she clung harder unto her phone, her hand twitching as it hovered over the article.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

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

Ellie's POV "..... Well as you know, I'm Elisa Evans.. CEO and owner of this company..,nice to see you too. Ethan Castillo.." I stretched out my hand for a handshake to the our company's newest investor. "Thank you miss Evans. I've heard a lot about you" he took my hand and tugged it gently. I flunged my hand from his hold. " What have you heard about me?" He sighed. " I've heard you're a very beautiful woman, a strong woman who never gives up and you're also a very determined person."

The kind of woman who smelled like wealth and power. She didn’t order anything. She walked straight to me. “Are you Isabella?” I swallowed. “Yes… can I help you?” She lowered her glasses, revealing eyes that could slice glass. “Good. I’m Melissa. Eli’s fiancée.” The world tilted. “His… what?”

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.