Elizabeth Carruthers Novels & Stories

she moaned when his lips found its way to her neck. Elizabeth's eyes closed when Aleksander slowly stripped her gown, revealing the fairness of her femininity . She had never done this before but based on her mentors' stories about love and romance, she already had a few ideas on how to arouse a man. Brave as she could ever be, Elizabeth pushed Aleksander away from her. And let her gown slip on her legs, leaving her bare womanhood to the General's eyes.

I mean I love her but she is crazy and high on baby hormones. Finally I was alone with my thoughts, which is actually not a good thing, now that I think of it. Nathan once said that Elizabeth is the kind of girl you simply can’t forget, you can try but you can never forget what her love felt like. I guess I am not that girl. I can’t ever imagine being that girl a guy would go an extra mile for, the girl that he just can’t get out of his head no matter how hard he tries. The type of girl you fall in love with at first sight.

more like the aisle of doom,but after a few minutes Elizabeth had arrived. She wore a red Valentino gown with a very intricate patten of Swarovski crystals at the front and a long trail at the back,as much as Marcus hated to admit it—she looked stunning and the word stunning was an understatement as to how she really was,it even made him feel like a pauper with his cheap suit which he got from the thrift store on Downtownlooked Street. ‘You are so beautiful'.Carl whispered in approval as he linked her arm with his so as the hand her over to Marcus,she didn't have a brother or father and he was the closest person to a family she had instead of her cousins or uncles.

He had steadily progressed from an ordinary individual with a frail physique to a skilled combatant through rigorous training and experiences. Elizabeth, however, defied conventional understanding. She had maintained her appearance for over two hundred years, a fact that bewildered and even terrified Adrian. Was immortality truly possible? Adrian remained skeptical, believing that Elizabeth must have undergone extraordinary circumstances to achieve her current state. Her existence challenged the notion of normality, with Elizabeth herself acknowledging the passage of time.

She push her long black hair behind her ear and spoke to him. “My name is Elizabeth Sh… Carrington and I’m telling you that you must return every share you have taken from the Carrington household. Please, we have done you no wrong other than my stupid sister but if you still want to be even, just do it with her. The foundation was built with goodwill, dedicated to saving stray dogs, even cats that need a home rather than being put down or abused daily. Taking the fund out of it means the foundation will be closed and our effort for all these years will go to waste. Is that really okay with you? I can't believe this.” Woah.

Chapter 2 Rolling into her garage, Eliza knew her next obstacle would be her nosy neighbor, who seemed to derive joy and pleasure in annoying her and being all up in her space. “Oh my, Lizzy. You are back!!” “It is Eliza, Carol. Not Lizzy.” She corrected. If Eliza had a dollar for everything she was called Lizzy by Carol… she would be rich enough to make her botanist career a remote pleasure job. Carol waved her off, as she skipped towards her. For a fort five-year-old woman with four kids, Two in the university, one in high school and the last in kindergarten, she sure was a chirpy woman.

Which is strange because I thought it would have been her mate’s arms, not their dads! Gale’s POV “Show time. I hope the others are nearly here,” I said to Dawson. “They will be here shortly.” He replied. I climbed out of the car and rushed to Elizabeth’s side. She is yelling at how Carly betrayed her, and she deserves death for what she has done. I pushed my way forward and helped her to her feet. Everyone listening was shocked at the words that were coming out of Elizabeth’s mouth. “Elizabeth, this is unlike you.” Alpha Stan claimed. Trying to diffuse the situation

Elizabeth wept as she looked at the milk bags. Elizabeth’s grief moved many to tears. Yet they forgot… the Creator must have already prepared something far greater for her life—something none of them could ever imagine. ***

And yes, that itch to open my sketchbook hit again. The driver opened the door. "Oh my GOD, BOSS!!" I nearly used my purse as a face shield. Theo froze next to me, then slowly climbed out. Elizabeth. Again. She came bounding out from the main doors, wearing a crisp white apron stamped with Rodriguez Manor Staff in gold lettering. Too neat for someone that chaotic. But her smile was the size of a small country, and her eyes sparkled like New Year’s fireworks. Theo blinked. “Elizabeth?”

He says. “Or maybe human.” I add. From what Oliver said about his research, I think there’s a connection there. “What’s your theory?” Alpha Elias ask. I look at him. Trusting my guts to not trust him with my theory, I lie. “I have nothing yet. But I have a feeling there’s a third supernatural being that’s involved in all of this.” Alpha Elias sighs, putting his hands in his long length jacket. “I’ll keep in touch.” He insists, and zooms off in his car.