Elizabeth "lizzie" Stabler Novels & Stories

As promised, the doctor comes in about five minutes later. “Hello, Stella. I’m Dr. Elizabeth Nash. Everyone calls me Elizabeth, Liz, or Beth. You don’t have to call me by my last name. Whatever makes you feel comfortable is fine.” Elizabeth says with a smile. “Yes, ma’am.” “Okay, so let’s get into it then, shall we? So, Stella, do you want to tell me a bit about yourself for starters? Like what do you like to do for fun? Who do you hang out with most weekends things like that?”

The lady stood looking at her with a calculated gaze with her sharp hazel eyes, before she broke out into a warm smile. “Luna Alys, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” She bared her neck in respect, before continuing. “My name is Elizabeth Wilson, but most just call me Lizzy. I am the head chef in the pack house and it would be my pleasure to help you with anything you need.” She told her. Lizzy as a couple inches taller then Alys with dark hair streaked through with silver. She looked to be in her 50’s but Alys knew she couldn’t guess her age from looks alone. “Nice to meet you.” Alys shook her hand, smiling. She liked her right away. “Am I able to have about 5 eggs, half a pound of bacon, fresh

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

It was Elizabeth, his daughter. Stanley stood up abruptly, rubbing his eyes surprised to see Elizabeth. He rubbed his eyes severally to be sure he was seeing clearly. Lucy's sleepiness was instantly gone, replaced by a jolt of adrenaline as she saw her daughter's face on the television. She rushed forward, trying to get a closer look. The twins were screaming and jumping up and down, unable to contain their excitement.

The elevator dinged just as she was done with her request, so she got out and walked to get her keys from reception. “Thank GOD you called. What is happening? My lines are swamped with calls from the press and new client requests.” Elizabeth chuckled at her friend’s words. Leave it to Liza to get worked up for the both of them. Liza has been by her side since high school and the only real friend Elizabeth had. So when she started up her fashion house, she knew the only one she could trust with the job as her second in charge was Liza. “Don’t worry about all that for now, I have it under control. Now, if you could get those-” Before Elizabeth could complete her sentence, she found herself wal

Edward had no idea why he was so flustered in her presence, after all, you could see by the uniform she was wearing that she was just one of the maids, he really needed to pull himself together! "My name? Well - I - I'm called, well I get called,l.. Lizzie, you can call me Lizzie." Elizabeth had no idea why her words were failing her. After all, he only asked what her name was.. Maybe it's his piercing eyes, she thought, those incredible eyes, so brown they were almost black, but wait, there was a hint of gold in there too.

"You have a lovely home, Miss Robbins, and I appreciate your agreeing to see me. I know you're a busy woman so I won't take up too much of your time. I'm happy to tell you that you have a very gifted child." "I'm quite proud of Richard, but I thought..." "I'm not here to talk about your son. I'm here to talk about Elizabeth. I'm her track coach. I thought you should know that Liz is an excellent runner. In fact, she may just be the best I've ever seen." "Really? I mean, I guess she has always been quick on her little feet. If I look away for a second she's gone." Lizzie remembered beaming proudly at Richard upstairs. She took this as a big compliment.

Iris stopped her trail of cursing words looking at shocked Stella "Only people having mobile here are the guards who are watching and feeding us" Lizzie said. "We'll put all the available prerogatives together and chalk a plan." Stella was being very thoughtful. Lizzie removed her white off shoulder shirt she was wearing leaving on her an only red strappy top which barely covered her boobs. She then picked a small scissors from her vanity and cut off the jeans that she was wearing transforming it into a short shorts. She opened her golden blonde hair pulling it on one side and put on some make up highlighting her soft lips with blood red lipstick with a kiss of gloss.

“I am Liza, by the way. This lug headed son of mine was apparently never going to make the introductions. What's your name, sweet heart?” “Abigail.” “But we call her Abby, because it sounds much warmer and suits her personality.” Gabe comments. “Abby it is, then. I go by Liza for the same reason. My name is Elizabeth Margaret Davis. That sounds like a an old English dame who chases after Mr. Darcy. That doesn't suit me. As a kid it was Lizzie or Beth. But when I hit thirteen and went wild, it was Liza. It matched the thick eyeliner, ripped shirts and hidden tattoos faze I was in.”

Candi says. “Stan has a mate. That is no secret,” Elizabeth says to her. Candi looks at her, “They said his mate was no longer in the picture,” she replies. I look to Stan. “Who said she was not in the picture?” Stan asked. “I told you I do not know names. They tell me what to do and I do it,” she replies sounding frustrated.