Eliza Gilbert Novels & Stories

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.

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.

She leaves quickly and Charlie stays holding Eliza to the mattress. “Elizabeth Suzannah Wellsong. That’s who you are, right?” Eliza looks up at her sister half terrified, “Then pull yourself together, get on some clean clothes and come to the clinic with us. Now. Don’t make me do it for you.” Eliza groans and struggles to free herself from Charlie’s grip. Charlie lets her go and she goes to the wardrobe and grabs some clothes then goes to the bathroom to get dressed.

Eliza was not a lawyer but a well-known fixer who specialized in spinning narratives and restoring the tarnished reputations of high-profile clients. "I can help you, Mrs. Whitmore," Eliza said confidently. "I will need to review the case in more detail, but rest assured, I will do everything in my power to protect your family and your interests." With that, Eliza set to work, poring over every aspect of the case and carefully crafting a plan that would not only discredit the Hamiltons but also rebuild Lyra's reputation.

Gilbert began, straightening his posture proudly, "this is Lyriel, my girlfriend." Eleanor’s eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, really? She is very pretty." Turning to Lyriel, she smiled warmly. "What’s your name?" "Lyriel Whitmore," Lyriel replied politely with another smile. Eleanor nodded approvingly, while Gilbert looked satisfied as he sat back down, his hand resting lightly on Lyriel’s which she removed instantly. They had a deal of ‘no touching’ until he fully win her heart and he had agreed but she didn't understand why he was suddenly holding her.

For a second, the woman appeared to have been frozen, but with a crack of her knuckle, confidence made way to her face, and she cleared her throat, taking a glance at her leather wristwatch. A gentle reminder that they were working with time. “I'm the one sent to accompany you to your room, before you will be called out,” the woman announced, gesturing forward in a precise motion. “The name's Mrs. Gilbert.” At the mention of that, Elysia's brows knitted, almost coming together as she focused on only the face of the woman. She was about to take her eyes below, but just as she was taught by her grandmother, it was not ideal to look at someone's shoes when talking to them, and with that, Elysia

A petite girl stood a few feet away, clutching a book to her chest. “Aiden, right?” she asked softly. He blinked. “Yeah?” She shifted uncomfortably, cheeks reddening. “I’m Eliza. I… I’m friends woth Lily and Maya.” Aiden offered a polite smile. “Nice to meet you.” She hesitated again, then stepped a little closer, lowering her voice. “I know this might sound weird, but… are you dating Lena?” His brow furrowed slightly. “Yes.” Eliza bit her lip. “Okay. It’s just… I don’t mean to intrude, really, I don’t. But I’ve known Lena for sometime and… well, something about her has always felt a little... off.”

i stutter There's a knock on the door and i quickly regain myself, push him backwards and arrange my scattered hair and he just smirks at me. Eulalia gets a well paying job at a very successful company but she doesn't know why she can't stop thinking about her boss and all the dirty things he could do to her. Constantine can't stop thinking about the little angel that works for him and beautiful her blue eyes are. He will stop at nothing until he makes sure that she is HIS.

"She raised her hand cutting me off immediately. "What delvin told me......"she exhaled "... tell me it's not true Kelsi". Her voice was filled with anger as she eyed me waiting for my reply. I could not make up anything to justify my mistake, I knew I deserve any form of unusal behavior from them, I did the mistake. I thought the best thing to do that moment was to apologise. "Iam sorry Rita" I could barely recognize my voice as I blurted out my apology making everything awkward

I sat up, let out a yawn as I stretched, “Wow, I feel like I slept for three days.” “Sweetie, it was hardly thirty minutes.” Sarah chuckled. “Oh dear.” I got up, “Now I need to pee.” I made my way to the bathroom, quiet with my steps uneasy. I did my business and went back outside to find them patiently waiting for me. “So, what did that woman want with you?” Camille asked. “Yeah, the scary lady,” Sarah added. “Well as it turns out, she is a scientist,” I began, “She and a few others are the ones trying to figure out what happened to Eliza.”