Elizabeth Afton Books Novels & Stories

“She’ll want these in the morning.” Brett grunted as his thick, clumsy, wolf-like hands pulled the clothes from the old man. Hugging them to his chest, he caught up with his pack. Arthur watched the pack disappear into the night as he slowly made his way back to the house. Viviane met him on the porch. “Was that what I think it was?” she asked. “They took Eliza,” he said. Then, with a concerned voice, he added, “I’ve been bitten.”

I remembered my aunt’s words from nights before, the prophecy that bound me: You will be freed only when you marry the one fate chose for you. But fate was cruel. Fate gave me riddles without answers, promises without directions. I didn’t know where to begin looking for this so-called chosen one—and a part of me didn’t care. Because when I thought of Ava, I wondered if she might be the key. But how could I trust that thought? How could I risk dragging her into my bloodline’s darkness? I poured myself a glass of brandy, the amber liquid burning down my throat, a small fire to keep the cold at bay. Yet no amount of drink could silence the whispers of doubt.

“What reason and where are we?” “Too many questions. We are in the phenomenal plane and I granted you passage. I will tell you a story about our lineage.” Elizabeth muttered as she pulled closer to her, looking into her eyes. They froze at the spot and she wondered what she was doing to her. The only reason why she let her come close to her was that she looked like her, and her story of being her great great grandmother was believable, and maybe she could give her a reason while she always had dreams of a book which had their surname encrypted on it.

The candles along the nave burned low, their wax spilling unevenly like tears hardened mid-fall. They stood near the altar. “People are frightened,” Father Aldric said, hands folded. “They are looking for order.” “Then give it to them,” Elizabeth replied. The man with the ledger cleared his throat. “We have questions.” Elizabeth inclined her head. “Ask.” “Why do you survive where others do not?” She met his gaze steadily. “I don’t know.” “Why do you touch the dead?” “So they are not alone.” The second man shifted, uncomfortable.

Nina shook her head and made her way toward the exit. "I'm outside; call if you need something," Nina said before leaving her in the library. Elaina nodded and picked up the three books - Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades of Darker, and Fifty Shades of Freed. She whispered, "Just wow! I love to reread it." Elaina fell in love with those books at first sight. She picked up the book piles and walked straight to her room. When she was passing through the foyer, from nowhere, Aaron appeared and scooped her in his arms without prior notification.

SECONDARY AUTHORIZATION HOLDER NOW APPROACHING FACILITY Everyone froze. Lewis asked slowly, “Approaching?” Victor checked the radar system. His face went pale. “There’s a submarine surfacing.” Emma whispered, “Oh no.” Elizabeth stared at the screen. Her voice barely audible. “She’s here.” And somewhere beneath the dark Atlantic waters… Elizabeth Carter’s long-missing sister had just arrived.

CHAPTER 66: Elizabeth’s Discovery Elizabeth bends over a stack of worn folders, her fingers tracing the edges of ancient papers. Rifling through files, attempting to understand the chaotic jumble of her family's past, she has been looking for hours, seeking the absent parts that have escaped her for so long. But nothing could have prepared her for the find she was about to make.

I did my best to take care not to scratch the leather, but when it fell into my arms, I noticed what looked like a fresh dig. Books were not as common in that era as they were in the future so I felt bad about causing damage to it. My lamenting lasted only briefly. An intense curiosity took over just as soon as I realized that it was a journal. It was not just any journal, either. This journal belonged to the late Elsbeth Sleuth. Could the deep, dark family secret be discovered within its pages? I simply had to find out. Lowering myself into a comfy nearby chair, I opened to the first page and focused on the elaborate handwriting. It took some time to familiarize myself with her dramat

"Yes. The night before I flew back to Hong Kong, Astor showed up at Elizabeth's apartment. I was there. He started yelling. Calling her terrible names. Said she was ruining his life. Ruining Liam's life. He grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall. Told her if she went through with the divorce, if she gave those documents to the authorities, she'd regret it for the rest of her life." Margaret's voice was shaking now. "I pulled him off her. Threatened to call the police. He laughed. Said the police wouldn't do anything. That he had too much money and too many connections. That Elizabeth could run to the ends of the earth and he'd still find her. And then he looked at me and

Read to find out! The Great Reckoning: Elizabeth is a story of a wolfless werewolf trying to make her way in a world where magical beings are in a constant state of war. Elizabeth's mate is promised to another, yet she continues to see visions meant to save his life. What is her purpose in a world where she has no place? Read to find out!