Elizabeth "lizzie" Stabler Novels & Stories

“President Quimby, why don’t you persuade Lizzie? I know she’s rich, but earning money isn’t easy. She’s too young. She’s only 24.” “24?” Levi was stunned for a moment before he suddenly laughed bitterly. He had been working with Eliza for quite some time now that he had forgotten her actual age. “Yes, 24 years old.” Skyler nodded. “That’s too young. She might not be able to convince other people.” “Look at the things she’s done. She has even put the cunning Chester into prison. Does she seem like an immature person to you?” Levi countered. Skyler was taken aback. “But…”

I notice Lizzie doesn’t speak. “It is nice to meet you, Lizzie.” I say in an effort to be friendly. She stands up extremely tall, like a bear defending territory in the forest. Casting her eyes and nose downward in my direction, she speaks as if her tongue is a sharpened blade. “Elizabeth. You may call me Elizabeth.” I nod. “Yes, of course.” Lowering my head as a sign of respect, I make one last effort to be friendly. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Elizabeth.”

Well, girls, As you can see I'm just a few years older and this little firm of mine is my dream" She paused "I'm sure you know this things already but I'll say them again. My name is Elizabeth Parker-Saltzman, but y'all can call me Lizzie, never call my Lizabeth, only one idiot does that. My mother is Josette Parker and my brother brought you here, Kai. I'm married which is there's an addition to my last name, From the looks on your face, I see you don't know about all I've just said."

“Elite Tech Corp. She’s the Liz Walters? The one who’d ran away from her home?” A mischievous smirk tugged at Adrian’s lips as he thought back to the way Liz had escaped her home.

Lizzie Stefan was living a good life. She was a top associate at a real estate company and she had been forced to go on a paid vacation to Italy because she never took days off from work, even when she had a car accident that put her right arm in a cast. She was the typical dedicated woman. Career-driven, hot as hell with a boring as shit sex life. As she sipped her whiskey at the hotel bar, watching couples smooch, she felt herself getting wet

Gabriel, that weasel, tossed carelessly. Liz snorted and got up, “ He's the only one who has access to the damn will.” Her black piercings and neon pink wig contrasted with the strong and toned body hiding under her black shirt and pants. But of course, this was Liz, the most volatile one of the Manor household. It didn't help that she had an ugly temperament and was a professional fighter, either. Father was stressing, pacing back and forth, “ I have no time to waste waiting for some incompetent lawyer!”

But something was running in Emma’s mind, she looked longingly at Logan, who had an empty look on his face. "Lizzie," Daniel continued, his voice unwavering, "you manipulated a lot of creatures according to your own will. You attempted to kidnap and kill Grace, your stepdaughter, and you endangered the lives of countless others. And you even endangered the life of your own daughter. Tell me, are you refuting all these crimes even when the Werewolf Council caught you red-handed on the site." Lizzie's confidence seemed unshaken. "You can't prove a thing," she hissed, a sinister smile gracing her lips. "I've always been a step ahead of you, Daniel."

she admitted. “You’re not,” Eliana said quickly, though she wasn’t entirely sure if that was true. “Not while I’m here.” Behind her, the corridor shifted slightly, the air growing heavier. She didn’t look back. She couldn’t. “What happened to you?” Eliana asked, her grip tightening slightly, anchoring Liz in place. Liz swallowed hard, her expression strained. “I… I failed part of the test,” she said. “Not fully. But enough for them to mark me as unstable.”

“No matter what happens, I will.” Later that day, Sabrina was coming back from picking up food for everyone. She wanted to pop by the nursery to take a peek at Lizzie, as they’d been calling the baby. Will was there as well. There was a faraway look in his eye as he stared at the name tag on the baby’s bassinet. Elizabeth Skye Stewart. “I didn’t expect her to do that,” she commented. “Do what?” “Give the baby your last name.” “I wasn’t expecting it either.”

Lizzie decides to follow her mother's advice, as it is thanks to everything she planned that she is about to become the Luna of the Alba Noctis pack and Jarl's wife. She dresses, styles, and applies makeup exquisitely. An hour later, she takes her truck and heads to Sofisthy as she had agreed with Jarl. When they see her arrive, all the reporters crowd around her truck and even opening the door proves difficult. Inside the office, Gabriel informs Jarl that Lizzie has arrived. They both stand in front of the television to watch her arrival and hear what she says. As soon as they turn on the TV, the young woman's face is all over the headlines. She pretends to be somewhat uncomfortable to show