Eliza Hxh Novels & Stories

They were fierce warriors, just like the Elite Aryan warriors. Zulika worked in the palace as a maid. I heard that she stopped going there when my mother died a few months ago. And she met her husband—in the palace while working there—who is a soldier of the Elite Aryan Army. I heard that he was just promoted as a battalion commander. He must have had pleased the King or anyone with influential status at that. Nonetheless, it was not easy to please the warmonger. The politics was quite a bad and dirty game in our world ever since the King sat on the throne. But I tend to join a rank in the army.

Well that was the case for Alexis and the girl, just that their parting was just a day ago. Alexis waved to the girls and she head to Madam Lydia office, Madam Lydia was the CEO of the restaurant, and she was also one of Alexis patient, when she was in the office, even Madam Lydia was so glad to see Alexis in her office, even though it was just a day, it felt like years to Madam Lydia.

Cassie stayed unmoving for a few seconds. “If this is a joke, Felix, I need you to stop.” “I’m not Eliza. I won’t joke about something that serious.” Felix stated. Eliza glared at him. “How rich? Your girlfriend’s house got burnt down and all you can do is take jabs at me. Fucking dip shit.”

"Scarlett." ******

After that, she pulled Elizabeth and said, "Elizabeth, don't mind it." Elizabeth shook her head. "Where am I wrong? The evidence is all there. It's just that Lisa is so nice. She still gave Elizabeth two days. If it were me, I wouldn't give her even two seconds!" Haley said, fanning in front of her face, "Phew! I'm so pissed off!" Sasha didn't say anything more. She pulled Elizabeth to the tea room and said, "Elizabeth, she is always like that. Don't take it seriously."

He halted, and she found herself standing in front of Eli and Wyatt. "So, how's the day?" Hazel smiled, and to everyone's surprise, her lips met Wyatt's with boldness. The kiss was both fiery and tender, a silent declaration of their complex relationship. Wyatt, initially caught off guard, responded with a mixture of confusion and longing, his lips yielding to hers with a hesitant urgency. Eli's eyes widened with shock as she quickly pulled Hazel aside. "What was that? Bitch?" Eli snorted. "I am his mistress, and I have the right to kiss him, fuck him whenever I want. Right, Wyatt?" Hazel played the game with finesse, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“First it is not sucking face kissing. Second, I'm bored. That's why I'm watching a bunch of rubbish on the television.” “You know normal people sleep by now,” I started staring at the watch on my phone, clearly at 1:00 am. “I’m not sleepy, at all,” Rachel sighed. “Then what do you want to do except watch random people sucking faces,” She laughed again hearing my words. “It's kissing, not sucking face. And if you hate it so much then I’ll turn it off…….`` Rachel said, with a mischievous smile on her face. “But it's one condition.”

First the pain in her cheek and second Eliseva’s harsh words।which predicted her evening. Eliseva then took a few steps towards Hazel. She crouched down and brutally held her jaw, turning her face towards her so she could see her beautiful face. It was tear stained and her eyes were lowered, preventing Eliseva from looking into her hazel eyes—the reason why her name was Hazel.

Harry didn't have sanitary products. It was evening already and the stars were already in play, Maria walked into the nearest convenience store she could find. Forgetting she had a reputation to uphold or hide, she had done carefree without a mask or anything to cover her face with. Who knew fame came with a never-ending game of hide and seek? Whispers ensued wherever she walked by, followed by skin-pricking stares and eyes full of pity. It was nighttime already but the USA had lights enough to tackle the sun. The cashier in particular had thrown her an 'I feel pity for you' stare as she registered what Maria bought. What was happening? It was okay if they recognized her but that stare, it m

“What’s really wrong?” Eliza scoffed with a roll of her eyes. “Nothing,” she lied and be- gan to gather the spears up off the ground, the divine metal casting beams of sunlight every which way. “You can tell me, Eliza,” he probed gently. She stood up, spears in hand, and sighed. Her hazel-green eyes flicked off towards the distance. “I just feel like . . . I don’t know . . . like I’m the least of everyone here.” Her eyes began to swim with moisture.