Elissa Patel Novels & Stories

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.

Elisha restrained herself from turning and looking at Alex. But from the firm grip on her hand, it was clear that Alex was also trying to be patient. "Thank you for your attention, Ms. For me, it was the most heartfelt thing today. I'm so touched by it." Elisha decided to end this drama that was increasingly draining her patience instantly. She answered with a calm voice and a detached manner. Elliott's eyes became sharpened. He felt it could not be wrong to observe how this would all play out.

Phelan asked as she bites her teeth against her lips. “He has been good, but am not sure whether he will let us go out and see Edon introduce his Luna.” Zeff answered back, swinging and raising his shoulders to the air foolishly. “I'll try convincing them!” She said, raising her first fingure in the air as she fell in a short deep thought. Zeff's palms were warm, that made Phelan get out of her bed. Stretching and slowly raising and then lowering her legs to the floor. She stood for a second, recomposing her minds and quickly moved towards the entrance of her room.

She yelled. "Your father must not hear of this, all my lessons, all my teaching and training on how to keep a man has gone down the drain. What does she have that you don't—Isabella or whatever her name is. She's a nobody." Elena struck her arms out. "A nobody that is winning the battle against you. A nobody that's not a threat and has tarnished this entire family's reputation with a single photo because you, Patricia Walters, you let that happen."

But in the middle of the room, as I was staring at one of the photos of peasant women from Nusa Tenggara, a voice rang out behind me. "Matthias always liked women with fire in their eyes." I turned around. A woman stood there. Golden blonde hair, tall, wearing a white elegance dress. Her face is firm. Beautiful. But what's sharper... her smile. "Pardon?" I said. She stepped forward, offering a hand. "Im Elise." My hand grasped hers reflexively. But in my head... everything tense up. Elise. From the way she spoke, from the expression on her face... I knew this was no ordinary Elise.

I nodded my head but then remembered how the guy from earlier leaned onto me just to ask me to speak up. "Yes," I whispered before moving out of there. Maybe he was right. But I will convince him. I don't want to sit idle at home when I can work and provide for myself. I walked back inside and saw Giselle now sitting on the floor with a very active Crystal playing with blocks. I could see how tired she was. Dark circles surrounded her eyes. "I'll take Crystal out for a walk. You can go have some rest Gisele" I said picking Crystal up who was suddenly excited at the mention of going out.

I was also upset with myself that I felt jealous of seeing another woman closer to Karish than me. The latter did not seem bothered by Blondie lying in his arms except that she gave her cheek as she went after his lips and placed her gently on her feet. "Melissa Nicole Morrison. Nice to meet you." Blondie introduced herself and extended her hand to me while she had the other around Karish. "Stanlay Lune Parker. Nice to meet you too." I answered and shook Melissa's hand and resisted the urge not to break her fingers in the process. "Interesting. Do you think that if you can take the title as your middle name, you can be?" Melissa frowned.

She never imagined that she could be that wild to the point of forgetting where she was. ‘Ooh my God, I don’t know how uncle Eliphas is going to look at me from today onwards. My perfect image has crumbled right before his eyes and I have nowhere to hide.’ Maya thought. Her mind was screaming in frustration while Calista almost her head off in her mind.

The woman in her thirties smiled politely, hanging on my every word. "I'll need shoes too, black preferably.." I paused, distracted by the clicking of a woman's heels on the flooring. I looked around and found myself unable to say another word once I saw who the woman in heels was. Jamie Harris! Fuck!! Not now!! Of all people to walk through this lobby today, it had to be her. I wasn't prepared to see her yet. I've had a long time to think about how I wanted our first conversation to go,but I was jet lagged and my brain wasn't working. I haven't shaved in months.

"I heard what happened with-... I don't understand how you look so-..." "Calm? Like I didn't just murder a friend two days ago? A war is coming, and everyone is looking to me to lead them. Moping around, beating myself up over what's happened, won't change anything. All I can do now is save the world Elias and my mother loved, including the people in it." "Elaine loved this world too - she'd say, 'the world isn't flawed, the ones inhabiting it are.'" Emree smiles, "she'd say, it's okay - no one is meant to be perfect, and that's perfectly okay with her."