Elite Stories Novels & Stories

◇NO POV◇ Violet and salomi never thought about consequences of their momentary aversion for them the problem solved but they don't know that they started the real fight right now eva started hating three of them already but this situation gave rise to poisonous grudge in her she is eva stele one and only heiress of stele family she is daughter of richest man in the city born with a golden spoon made her spoiled brat she thought anything can be won by money and power every student of the college envy her beauty and power the only people who goes against her is salomi, violet and srinithi

"Once they depart the table we will be able to double-team Mr. Keyes and break him. The aftermath is an absolute certainty." "I don't think so," Orlando challenged. "Oh yes," Estere grinned wolfishly. "Once we have you on the ground, I'm going to shatter your palms then tear off your fingers. Pull up, twist and snap - I've done it several times; it is quick and easy. If you think you can continue your career without fists, by all means, stay on your present course of action." "What is it that you do again?" Hana asked Estere. "I'm a...a freelance archivist, genealogist and an Olmec-tastic historical pioneer; according to Cáel anyway," she answered.

Estella had always been one to tell me she would hand over anytime I was ready. I wasn't sure I was ready now to take over once more, earning even more enemies. Estella had always been one to show that she wasn't the real boss, and there was someone behind her - she made her clients know every time. She never took credit for designs, never, and this was why she was the only one I could ever trust.

You will always mean a lot to me. Stefano: Don't worry! I'm not going anywhere. The second Pretty Boy slips up, I'll be ready to take you back ;). Ellie laughed out loud at the text and shook her head. Ellie: Your mate will be one lucky girl, whoever she is! Stefano: We shall see. Oracles are meant to be old, miserable, and lonely. I think that is my fate. Ellie: I guess we will see... Ellie: You know what they say, the mighty fall the hardest.

A bit disappointed, Esther turned to head to the director’s room—but as she turned, someone blocked her path. “Well, well, begging has made its way here too?” “Then again, the Davenier family’s already so poor they can barely support a real daughter, let alone a fake one. No wonder they kicked her out!” The familiar voice was just as arrogant as ever. Esther looked up slightly and wasn’t surprised to see that familiar face—Élodie, heiress of the Mills family, a former rival of the Davenier family. She dabbled in entertainment and had clashed with Esther countless times for family interests. Now she was still the Mills family's heiress, while Esther was no longer a part of the Davenier family

"Elias Sterling." Every head in the room turned. "Sterling?" Katherine breathed. "As in our Sterling?" "Dad," Jack transmitted to the holding cell where Dr. James Miller was monitoring the forensic data on a secondary terminal. "I need you to tell me everything you know about Elias Sterling." His father's voice came back tight with barely contained shock. "Elias Sterling was a legend in the family. A merchant prince in the early sixteen-hundreds. He made the Sterling fortune seemingly from nothing. There were always whispers about how. Deals with the devil. Pacts with dark forces. Your grandfather Arthur dismissed them as folklore."

“These are all the treasures of Yaven mountain. I will offer them to you my lady..” The amount of gold and jewels fascinate Elise. She never thought that she could have this amount of riches after coming into this world. Elise felt a pity that she needed this money for her future and to stay alive while planning to protect herself and the people beside her. The treasure that was found in the book by Alicia and Rj was not gold and jewels but crafts with magic. That’s why Elise was dumbfounded seeing enormous amounts of gold and jewels. The author never mentioned the history of the treasure because originally Alicia and Rj did not know the uses of craft magic. They simply asked for a peony f

“I do. I really do.” “What would Stefan have to gain from stealing your pendant. If all he cares about is going on a quest, don’t you think he would want the quest item with his escort? No, that is called failing the quest. Not really a ‘hero's’ greatest moment. Plus, has he shown any interest in it beyond explaining what the werecats wanted?” She shook her head. “So then Mr. Oliver and Evander were working together? Evander was betraying Stefan. But for what?”

Riordan in his blistering fury had sent the mutilated pieces of the spy’s body to the nine elders to throw them into panic. “So tell me, who is Estelle?” “She is just some random sex slave that Riordan keeps around for the sake of pleasure,” I said, my smile faltering. If I told him that it was starting to look like something more, he would think I was a failure just like my runaway sister, Pearl. “She is nothing. Just some ugly wench with a banging body. He is only keeping her around because you know he respects me, the virgin, and is willing to respect my decision to have sex until we are married,” I added. “King Riordan…”