Elite Stories Novels & Stories

Despite my best efforts to ignore them, I couldn't help but glance at a few. [Is this guy crazy? Does he not realize his wife could literally bury him in money?] [Leo is ambitious and hardworking, but a piece of shit on top of Mount Everest is still just shit, not admirable or deserving of sympathy.] [Elisa isn't any better. She looks like the quintessential bitch. Who knows how many husbands she's slept with?] [It's so strange. In previous interviews, Hailey Aesthete seemed like a strong person. How could she let her husband and a bitch humiliate her at her own Gala?]

The antagonist is always the mastermind of all suspicious things. "We also discovered something when we got here," Aesthelia stated. Referring to the fake magic stones that spread to who knows where, "Everyone's at risk, everyone's at danger," Aesthelia said. "At first, I thought that this was your problem alone. This is what the werewolf has to worry about, but I realized that it includes the people of the empire, "Elliot muttered under his breath. He agreed to help her out since they knew his secret, but now a lot of reasons have popped out of nowhere.

“Ella, I heard… you married Tiesto? Do you even know what kind of man he is?” “My husband? Of course I know. No need for your snide remarks.” Christine crossed her arms, smirking. “You really know? I heard you live in some ordinary apartment, a hundred square meters or so. Did he not tell you he’s the CEO of Sterling Group, the wealthiest, most powerful company in Elaris?” Ella’s expression changed slightly. CEO of Sterling Group? She had doubts about Christine’s words, but thinking back on her time with Tiesto, everything suddenly made sense.

Esther replied confidently. "Where did you get that? Hey, have you gotten a sugar daddy lately?" Elise can't help but doubt. "Stop talking nonsense! What sugar daddy?" Esther rolled her eyes at her. "Girl, I know you! Where did you get that from, hmm? Do you have some gold master we didn't know of?" Elise insisted with squinted eyes. Esther looked at her friends helplessly. And finally, in order for her not to be taught badly by these shady girls, she finally revealed her new 'friend'.

“My name is Elsa, Elsa Oppenheimer.” “Huh, that doesn’t ring a bell, which means you must have really great potential to be here. I'm sorry about earlier, I am Ser Oliver Hamilton, the crown prince of Estonia.” He said holding up a serious face which made him actually look funny considering he wasn’t that kind of person. I was still very stunned nevertheless, for before me stood the heir of Estonia, probably the greatest nation in the world. “And I am lady Isabel Stongwill. So tell me Elsa, where are you from?” Isabel asked, walking closer now.

A world of glitter and shadows, where nothing was ever as it seemed. And I wasn’t sure I was ready for it. As the Valisteen Princess, I had wealth, luxury, and influence. But with that came constant threats—Ray’s enemies, who seemed to be lurking around every corner. They never stopped coming after me, trying to use me as a pawn in their ruthless games.

And she needed to do so without waking him up. A flawless strategy. Probably. Moving so slow that an ancient century old tortoise would seem fast in comparison, she shifted towards Adrian while ensuring the bed won't make a noise. Estelle Winterbourne, the Former heiress of Silvervale. The Feral Wolf. The deadliest predator of the Silvervale mountains... Had now evolved into a suspicious blanket caterpillar. And she was absolutely determined to acquire that warmth. Not matter what...

She turns back to me. “I’m Estella but you can call me Esty, everyone does. It’s nice to meet you, Eliana.” “Call me Ellie,” I recite her words and she smiles a little wider. “Nice to meet you too.” I say, returning her smile and she nods. “Esty’s a good friend of mine from college, our families are affiliated with each other too.” Rina explains to me and I nod, Esty nods in return. “She runs a glamorous fashion house and has the best female clothes in the country.”

“When I was three years old, a woman came here. She said she was from Eastonia and died at my parents’ feet in the throne room. It was my father’s Beta, Elijah, who sounded the first alarm about war on the horizon.” “What is Eastonia?” “A very old, very secretive kingdom from a place long lost to time,” he breathes, meeting my eyes for the first time in several minutes. “It’s located past the mountain range we long thought was impassable. All we have is lore and myth to go on.” I feel like a child being read a bedtime story about kings, queens, and witches as he tells me everything he knows about Eastonia. Dark power reigns there, and their early rulers were pushed from the kingdom and force

With genuine concern etched on her face, Elena gently probed, breaking the stillness. “Estella, what’s troubling you?” Elena’s voice held a soft cadence, her eyes reflecting the moon’s gentle flow. Estella paused, her breath hitching slightly before she spoke. “Elena, I don’t believe I’m destined for happiness,” she confessed, her tone heavy with resignation. Elena’s brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean, dear?” she inquired. Taking another deep breath, Estella met Elena’s gaze squarely. “The Erylis family… They’ve stolen my formula for the immortal pill,” she revealed, her words laden with betrayal.