Novel & Cerita Elizabeth "lizzie" Stabler

“It’s a pleasure.” “What’s your name?” I asked, tearing into the paper. Her eyes went wide, a flash of panic crossing her face as if I’d asked something forbidden. To the Syndicate elite, the staff were nameless ghosts. But I wasn’t like my father. “You won’t get in trouble,” I added gently. “My dad knows I prefer to know who lives in our house.” Her shoulders relaxed slightly, though her smile remained cautious. “E-Elizabeth.” “Do you actually go by that, or do you prefer Liz? Or Lizzie?”

I felt her coming close, then she sat beside me. “You stink,” she said. I opened my eyes, looking at her, but I said nothing. “You look like shit,” she said, but I continued ignoring her. “In case Ario has not introduced me, my name is Elizabeth, Liza for short, and I am Ario mate,” she said. I chuckled. I know she is not Ario’s mate. Whatever is going on between them has no bond; it’s just a waste of time. The moon goddess won’t give us the same mate, and my bond with Ario is real, as far as I know.

That ought to mean something at least. “What else do you know about Elizabeth? Did she have family?” “I heard she had one, Miss Eve. She used to have one since she was adopted by an influential family here in Manchester. She was an heir to a sect but she ran away after she knew that her adopted father killed her uncle and cousins. She wanted to seek for help, which brought her to Mr. Lucian’s lands, and that was when they developed something.”

It was empty. He sighed and stared at Elizabeth. He realized that he could not bear to kill her. Elizabeth was different from the other girls. When she was in desperate situations, she stayed very calm. This probably had to do with Elizabeth's hardships when she was a child, so she had strong adapting skills. Besides, she was very easygoing and adorable. Interacting with her made Liam feel that she was a friendly person, and he wanted to get closer to her. Be her friend. He shook his head and looked at her. Liam said helplessly, "Elizabeth, being with Christian is torture to yourself."

she asked, voice deceptively calm. The girl swallowed hard. “L-Liz.” Elisa nodded slowly, stepping forward. “Liz, tell me—who do you really work for?” Liz’s lips parted, but no words came out. Her hands twisted together as if trying to physically hold in the truth. Elisa arched a brow. “Izzy?” Liz flinched. Elisa smirked. “And?” Liz’s head dipped lower. Her voice was barely a whisper. “Alpha Kieran.”

I started, but she cut me off, her voice rising, feeding off the attention. “Lilly, did she hurt you?” she asked, but didn’t even wait for her answer. Lilly shook her head, but Laura wasn’t listening. She was performing. “Why are you trying to hurt my baby girl?” she cried. “Isn’t it bad enough you’re trying to steal her father—now you’re after Lilly too?!” I stared at her, my heart pounding. My throat tightened. She turned to Lilly. “You need to be careful around Elizabeth, okay? She doesn’t like you. She wants to take Daddy away and get rid of us.”

Misfortunes kept knocking on my door like I was their acquaintance and I had nowhere to run too except for my aunt who was taking care of me even at the age of twenty three. Yes, my name is Elizabeth and Lizzy for short. An average girl living in Miami and with two crazy friends Kylie and coco. I call them crazy because they could be the life of a Party on a Friday night and look holy as saints on a Sunday morning. All in all I still loved them a lot and they were the ones who made sure I had not yet given up on life.

Mira stood by the painting hanging on the wall in Lisa 's living room. "Do you remember the conversation we had about the painter?" She asked Lisa, who was watching a movie on the television. "Yea, about E.A.? What about the person?" Lisa asked, wondering why Mira was bringing it up. "The name is Elizabeth Alien . You won't believe I lived in the same house with her for years and didn't even know it," Mira said with a rueful laugh.

I asked, hoping that it wasn’t one of the she-wolves from yesterday. “Her name is Missy. She is amazing and loves Maria. They had actually already started planning but there is still a lot to figure out.” Lizzie started pulling me out of bed as she spoke, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her. I was even more thankful for showering and braiding my hair last night so that I wouldn’t take as long getting ready.

“We are.” Adrian squeezed my hand under the table, but there was a flicker of tension in his jaw. “So, Elizabeth,” I said, leaning back. “What exactly is it that you do?” She set her glass down, folding her hands neatly in her lap. “I work with my family’s business. We handle real estate development.” “How convenient,” I said. “I’m sure Alexandra appreciates the connection.” Elizabeth’s smile never wavered. “She does. Alexandra values tradition. She believes in strengthening bonds between families with shared… goals.”