Eliza Selmer Novels & Stories

Her office was beautiful and posh like an elegant personal secretary to the most important and well-known architect in the world. Ana got to her seat and held her phone to G****e about Eliza. Eliza Princeton was a prime time actress from Romania. She had won many accolades from winning over five Emmys, ten golden globe awards and six prime time tv awards. Ana looked down at her marital status and saw Eliza went through two divorces at just the age of 27 and was now single again to the world.

"This love is an obsession. An obsession that started the minute you appeared when I was at my darkest, and as such, it isn't healthy." "Healthy or not, you're mine, little songbird, and if you let any man touch you, he will be six feet under come morning." After Brielle O'hara's parents passed away, her world was turned upside, and it all started with a text from a mysterious benefactor who promised to support her until she was able to do so herself. That's why when she turns 22, she is determined to stand on her own two feet so that she is worthy of him. But when she finds out he nothing more than an obsessive, cold-blooded killer, she is determined to escape him and the dark world that

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

"Why are you following me?" She asked, turning to fix her blue gaze on mine, causing my heart to become frantic. "Don't just stand there! Speak!" Letting a slow smile spread across my lips, I moved forward and grabbed her hips, pulling her against me. "Because," I began, hitching a finger in the collar of my shirt. "Since the day you put this on me, you've been mine." "T-that's!" She gasped, her eyes growing wide. "But how?" "It doesn't matter." I whispered, finding myself getting lost in the warmth that I hadn't felt in so long. "All that matters is that I've caught you now and you won't ever escape me again. Sequel to The Rogue She-Wolf's Professor Two years had past since th

Author’s POV “ Speak up, I don't have a whole day for you, “ Ryan snorted, lifting his gaze up to Eliza, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t bring herself to look up at Ryan, his hateful gaze was already intimidating her that she began to have second thoughts about going with her plan. Ryan was sitting right across from her, on the large sofa of her suite room, where she has been staying for the last two days. Eliza, the woman with curves and curly hairs who once used to be the top most model choice for any clothing brand. Her gratefulness and charm never failed to draw people's attention to her as well as what she was wearing. Being in the fashion industry for more tha

She is trying to move on with her life little by little, but she can't deny the fact that she is still in love with Quiel. After taking a long and relaxing bath that evening, Eliza decided to read the letters she received today. She placed a mug of hot coffee on the table then afterwards, she started reading the letters. Her eyes widened in surprise when she found the letter coming from Celina Mayer. How did she know where she is staying right now? And why did she send her a letter? Or maybe Celina sent her this letter to let her know about her engagement or marriage with Quiel? Even though she's feeling a bit scared, she decided to muster all her courage to open and read Celina's letter.

Celine looks at the six newcomers briefly then dashes off to the overhang to shift and get some clothes on, he stands and holds out a hand to the red-head. “I’m told you’re in charge.” She chuckles and nods, shaking his hand, “A pleasure to meet you, your majesty. I’m Eliza, this is my team. Ben and Charlie, humans and married so they might make some noise tonight, apologies in advance. They are not quiet.” George nods, trying to keep a straight face, Ben and Charlie smirk and glance at each other, “Serena and Connor, our witch contingent, they should be together but Serena’s being a dick about it.”

Marcos asked. “Yes, please,” I replied. “Go ahead,” Saulo said, giving me the green light. “Good evening, everyone! My name is Eliza Singer, I’m seventeen, and I attend Siram High. It’s a pleasure to be training with all of you.” It felt like my first day at Siram all over again—like the color had drained from the world and disappeared into a black hole. I had planned to talk about my background and my wolf, but I just couldn’t do it. I decided that from now on, my actions would speak louder than words.

I could hear the distant rustle of leaves and the occasional snap of twigs underfoot. “Who is this source?” I asked, trying to keep up with Selena’s brisk pace. “She’s a bit of a recluse,” Selena said. “Her name is Elara. She’s not part of any pack, but she has a way of knowing things. People call her the Whisperer.” “The Whisperer?” Fatima scoffed. “Sounds like something out of a bad horror movie.” Selena chuckled. “Maybe, but she’s good. Trust me.”

Love is a painful thing. It causes others to act ridiculous, to take things that they shouldn't, and to trust unconditionally. But what if the love you thought you had truly wasn't what you thought it was and the whole time you were being tricked? Do you stick around or do you break free of that love and move on with your life? And what do you do if you meet your first love again and begin to realize that everything you thought was wrong with your relationship was all a mistunderstanding? What if your first love wants to continue with your love story, but you're too afraid to put yourself in the position to be hurt again? Do you take that step and let yourself drown in the sweetness that you