Elizabeth Midford Novels & Stories

If I was going to move forward with obtaining equality for female werewolves, Alice seemed like a great ally to have. “So you know the fairytale about the Midnight Child?” Alice gave me a slow nod with confusion covering her face. “Well, I'm not a fairytale but I guess that’s me. I've been living as a human and didn’t know about any of this until a week ago.” “Wow, wasn’t expecting that.” She said before starting to laugh. “You mean Kent really found his dream girl. Go figure.” “Oh, one more thing. Turns out I'm like part Goddess and I guess I can do magic.” At this Alice's jaw dropped. “And I guess Alpha Eli is capable of finding me now so I’m here hiding.”

Finally she drops her gaze, like a meek cat. “I see.” she replies, her voice a pitch lower than normal. The wind hits my face, carrying the distant scent of already-blooming jasmine and, underneath it, the faint, lingering trace of Eva’s heat. Alice glances toward the mansion, then back at me. “So what do we do if we can’t go to Ophelia?” My wolf settles, decision made. “Ophelia will obviously have to come to us.” I say, looking at the mansion, towards the East Wing.

“But we got that startin’ point ye were after. Elizabeth Caldecott was a witch, an’ that boat was cursed good an’ proper.” Agnes’ eyes remained on the script. ‘Elizabeth Caldecott, eh? Let’s see where that takes us.’ Maud was brooding beside her. “To no place good, I suspect.” As always in such matters, Maud turned out to be quite right. *** Beatrice’s Smartphone rang out shortly after her discussion with Thomas had concluded. As always, her heart lifted when she heard the warm, mischievous voice of Maud coming through the speaker grill. “Ye need to be stayin’ up past yer bedtime, me girl,” Maud said. “I got some info for ye.”

he nods as he happily falls asleep. Elizabeth's room is in the north but she moves out of the palace, to a little farmer's house not far from the palace. The house is abandoned. "It's me, Eliza" she knocks on the door saying her name. The door opens and a hand getting out of the shadow pulls her into the room, locking the door behind her. As soon as they reach the best day they start attacking

A complete absurdity! They were two women, and they were five huge men, is that unfair? Yes, I know. Cowardly? Also, I needed to do it, it would be simpler and quicker, cleaner, and leave fewer traces, so that's how it happened, they'd soon get over it, everyone has been mugged once in their life and gotten over it, except the little princess and queen of Ridgewood, but at least now they knew what the experience was like not being able to feel pity, maybe a little at seeing her mother unbalance and fall, but it was part of the process.

could really give up. She did something bad, but she had to stew in her own juice. At this time, there was nothing she could do. She not only couldn't get James, but also was about to lose her favourite job. What... had she done? Elizabeth was pregnant with Jimmy's child, and she would definitely laugh at her behind her back! Why didn't Elizabeth die? Wasn't she kidnapped? Why did she come back? Why could she be so lucky? She really wished that she could kill Elizabeth! It was because of Elizabeth that she became so awkward.

The iron gates clanged shut with unnecessary drama. Zara’s smile faltered. Elizabeth, of course, noticed, “Oh, don’t waste your manners on her,” she said, her voice carrying just enough to be heard over the fence. “She’s just an annoying old lady still mourning her dead son and neglecting the living one.” “Mom!” Zara hissed, mortified. “What?” Elizabeth called back, deadpan. “I’m just telling the truth.” Zara pressed her fingers to her temples. “Please, before she calls the neighborhood watch, just go.”

"Mr. Smith is so nice and patient, even with sick people and moms-to-be. It must have taken a lot to make him hit someone. Who knows what his ex-wife is like?!" "Cindy wouldn't stop bothering our Matthew, trying to marry into our family. She's the one who broke Matthew and Shirley up after all these years. Shirley's the unlucky one!" After hearing that, people online started saying really mean things about me. Someone even found out that Edwin was the boss of the most popular gaming company. "Cindy's tough, sticking with Matthew until she sees a chance with someone better. She'd even give up her own baby to catch a big fish!" Edwin was pretty famous online for being young, successful and goo

“Your father was trying to find her for the last three years. He wanted to reunite the family.” “Does Mom know?” I asked, my voice trembling as I tried to steady myself. “Yes,” he said gently. “Your mother knew about her.” I shook my head, disbelief coursing through me. “How did I not know? How could they keep this from me?” Mr. George leaned forward, his voice calm but deliberate. “Her name was Elizabeth. She worked as a maid for your family years ago. When your mother was away for three months, something happened between Elizabeth and your father. An affair. She got pregnant and when your mother found out, she was devastated, but she refused to let the pregnancy be terminated. They made an

a total drenched Elizabeth spoke making serious emphasis on the word mother as she stared into Beatriz eyes. Beatriz didn't mind as she was more than ready to use the shovel in her hand to dig Elizabeth grave that was a long way drive from the mansion. It was their country house and was far off into the east side. Elizabeth gave a laugh, "Aren't you too old to be fooling around, if you were to dig the ground you most definitely won't see my body there because it is me standing before you. I know this is a lot to take in but I never died, infact I wasn't even in the taxi when it happened, I had highlighted a bus stop away from where I was supposed to, the person who had died was the woman who