Elizabeth Midford Novels & Stories

“Long time no see, Elizabeth; you are getting more and more beautiful!” Helen's face changed instantly and she hurriedly greeted Elizabeth, pretending to be close. “Elizabeth, hey there!” Una was greeted with a busy laugh and an obsequious charm. After all, after the death of William's first wife, it was a common consensus that Elizabeth stepped into her shoes. They saw her as the rightful wife of Chairman William, and many wanted to curry favor with her. Elizabeth was the youngest daughter of the Bright family. Even if she had cut ties with the Brights to marry William, who was already a married man, she was still a rich girl. Una and Helen couldn’t hold a candle to her.

With his boots up on the table and his gaze fixed on the ceiling, he looked utterly bored by our existence. Serena bit her lip, turning back to me. "Ask your question." I let a small, cold smile play on my lips. "I’ve been curious about something for years. When I was six, my guardians brought me to the Hawthorne Estate for a visit. That very night, you supposedly had a fever and screaming nightmares. A maid named Judith told everyone I was a 'cursed omen,' and I was kicked out into the snow the next morning. But I remember hearing the shower running in your room at midnight. Were you cooling off, Serena, or just making sure your skin was cold enough to fake a sickness?"

Mark has a list of names, there’s around fifty names on it and for some reason he’s sadistic as well and he carves the name Kifo on their chests. I googled it, Kifo means bringer of death and he seems obsessed with killing. How can Jo love him? He’s a terrible person and he kills people! Hopefully after tomorrow I can try to sleep again knowing that she will come back to me and this time of her own choosing. I didn’t mean to kidnap her, I was just desperate for her to realize that she really loves me. Josephine Clark, I’ll always love her.

I took a nice long bath and face timed Isabel. "Oooh mami, Tell momma Elizabeth I miss her. Or just call me." In her bed with a fuzzy hair. "I wonder how you could wake up this early just to facetime me. Do you want to tell me something?" I shook my head while chuckling. "Uhmm about that. Your tickets have been canceled" I sense nervousness from her. I hope she's not kidding. "WHAT?! YOU JUST TOLD ME NOW! WHY? HOW CAN I GO HOME??" she was laughing her butt off while I am fuming wanting to choke her now.

James felt his heart swell, and he let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. "So why did you want to leave?" James asked again. Even though she'd mentioned her fiancé, James felt there was some parts to this story he hadn't heard from her, just yet. He also felt there were some parts she herself wasn't aware of. "I promised my fiancé I would wait for him," Elizabeth began, her hands folded in her lap. "I used to live in a cabin in the Tekamah Forest, a small piece of territory that no one really bothered about. Rogue wolves passed through a bit often, though. But they more or less gave a wide berth."

She knows how clingy she is towards Edde but that didn't seem to bother her, she just needed Sadie out of the picture. Elizabeth left the kitchen after concluding her discussion with Mrs Felicia as she sluggishly dragged her feet upstairs headed to the bedroom. She tiredly opened the door but couldn't find Edde in bed. ©Pop Precious

Jackson and Harry were both old english men over 70. “Now, turn over so we could fuck the living hell out of you.” Jackson gently asked Lizzie. But Lizzie remained resilient, her resolve was unyielding. It was then, the two old men exercise their strength and power on her. They started to rip her dress aggressively as she cried for help. Markle didn’t like the sound of crying women so he left the room and headed towards his car and left Lizzie in the hands of two haggard men.

Mary might call me a prude but a club or bar or whatever just wasn't my type of thing. "Not exactly the type of place I thought I would find you in" Someone said from my right. "I'm here with a....." And not exactly the type of person I expected to find here. She gave me a small smile and dropped down on the seat Mary just got up from but not after giving the seat a disgusting look. She wasn't looking bad at all, beautiful and tall and radiant as ever with a smile that could stop a crowd. Elizabeth Thorn, owner of the biggest chain of hospital in the states. Elizabeth Thorn, one of the richest women I have ever met. Elizabeth Thorn, who treated me like a daughter until I became disposable.

you sleep in my arms?" She frowned and struggled against him, while his hands pinned her down. "I don't understand. I don't see how this is at all funny -- " His spread her legs and his mouth closed over her. Her eyes flew to him and she gasped. She felt his tongue lick at her most private place. "Marcus, what are you doing?" He chuckled. "I'm doing just what your feared, my love." * * * When Elizabeth woke the next morning, she was alone. She sat up and found that her dress was tossed onto a stool. She donned it quickly and performed her morning ablutions. A tray of food was waiting for her. Outside, she heard the noises of a lively camp. There were the muffled sounds of logs being chopped

he said to her and she nodded, almost eating his lips right after. "Maybe when you both are done, you can see yourself out," I said and both of them flew off each other. Elizabeth didn't look so innocent to me anymore. I couldn't even believe that I was going to throw away my gut feeling and marry her. She was not worth it and she never would be. She was a mistake, one I had to immediately start seeing to that I corrected. Maria was a different breed of woman and even though she had so much male attention on her, she had somehow remained faithful to the man who fathered her pregnancy.