Novel & Cerita Elizabeth Forbes

“Fine.” We talked about so many things. Elizabeth loved crime documentaries and an actor called Gerard Butler. If he recorded a video of him reading out the alphabets, she would watch that. She was also protective of her friends and family. I listened as she spoke between bites. Watching her talk freely was a dream come true. I wanted to tell her about us, to explain my need for her and hers for me. It wasn’t so unusual. It was destiny. I didn’t know how much time had passed until she looked mournfully at her phone.

Despite the joy of learning a new skill, it was still boring. Satisfied with David, Goddess turns her eye to Elizabeth. Elizabeth was already in the process of skinning an animal she hunted. It wasn’t enough to give her a cloak but she decided that something that was less bulky would be nice. After all, Elizabeth only wore David’s extra cloak. She planned on creating clothes that were fit for her body. Goddess nods approvingly. She then turns her vision to Bob.

It always did with them. Elizabeth, dressed in an elegant dark-blue dress, picked up her teacup and took a slow sip. “It must be quite the adjustment for you, Phoebe,” she mused, setting the cup down with a delicate clink. “Going from… wherever you came from to sitting here among us.” I didn’t reply. Alexander smirked. “It makes you wonder what kind of life she led before this,” he added. “There’s no record of her, is there?”

"Also, I can understand her plight. If I watched a child grow from the belly out, I would feel heartbroken if I was no longer the only one she would run to aside from her parents." "I'm glad you understand. Maybe you can find Julitta and let her know that you both can take turns in caring for the child. If you're fine with that." Diana said. Elizabeth nodded. She waved Diana and Calhoun bye as she pushed Coco's stroller and walked in the same direction Julitta had gone. Elizabeth was a special type of werewolf that could sniff people from their footprints. She could tell where the feet had trodden whether or not she followed them, or knew what their feet smelled like.

His eyes had no focus as his face was already disfigured. As much as Elizabeth was enjoying Greg withering like a worm she couldn't stay here she had one more mission and that was to go kill Megan. It was either now or never. “Say hello to the devil's because you are going to hell”. She yelled on top of her longs making sure her voice was named with mockery. “I am Elizabeth Chase. The only daughter of the most influential man who has the wealth of generations. The most cunning and manipulative person you will ever meet. I am always ten steps ahead”. She praised herself before taking slow elegant steps outside leaving Greg to burn down into ashes.

Their wedding was probably a very private event, and it was not covered on the news; however, there is no mistake that the woman standing proudly on the stage right now is Kyle’s wife. “Don’t look so troubled. Elizabeth just took over as CEO. It’s like her trial period so it hasn’t even been publicly announced yet. Just like me, she’s following in her father’s footsteps,” Ace explained as he secretly reached for my hand. She’s not that much older than me and she’s already the CEO. If what Ace said is true, then she’s the only daughter of the pervious chairman of Chase Creatives. I stared at the woman who smiled confidently on the stage: Elizabeth Chase.

A pretty, black haired, black woman stood behind her with a steaming cup of coffee in her hands, smiling politely. "Hello," she responded. "Can I help you?" "Yes, I am here to see Brandon." She watched the woman's brows furrow right before she asked, "Do you have an appointment?" Elizabeth shook her head. "I don't." The lady blinked, annoyance shining in her eyes. "Do you mind telling me your name so that I could check in with the boss?" "My name is Elizabeth. Elizabeth West." Her eyes suddenly widened. "You're Elizabeth?" She whisper yelled, rushing over to her.

One could notice the urgeness in her voice and even the way she replied shows that she is really concerned about her friend. Elizabeth Brooks also known as Liz is the only friend of Eddie Hemsworth. Even though they are best of friends,they are the exact opposite of each other. Eddie is the good girl type,the type of girl that only care about her future and doesn't have time for men. While Liz is the playgirl type,the one that could date three guys at a type and even break up with them a the same time. She's flirty too,she flirts with any man that suit her taste. In short,Eddie and Liz are the exact opposite of each other. "I'm not okay,I'm really not okay"Eddie uttered sadly,her voice shaky

“Why did you take him from me? Why can’t you listen? You should have stayed in that damn place and die with that rogue beast. Why do you have to steal Max? I should be the Luna. I suit that position more than you, Eli- fucking- zabeth.” I was expecting to see her trembling just like what she did in the past. Yet, Elizabeth still had the nerve to wear a smile. Amusement and irritation were dancing across her green eyes. I shot daggers at her, but she did not bother. And instead, Elizabeth came closer and whispered her answer. “Who knows? Maybe Max grew tired of your body. Didn’t you sell your body to him just because you were obsessed with stealing what’s mine?” “W-What did you say?”

I honestly think I misunderstood his actions, maybe he is just a person who touches people a lot or looks them in their eyes when he talks. But Elizabeth doesn’t like him at all and I didn’t argue with her because she is crazy. 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 trie