Elizabeth Olsen Novels & Stories

“You just underestimated them. And overestimated yourself. And you underestimated the power that the Omega has on him.” Lysandra’s smile widened, and I nearly growled. But Giovanni stepped between us again. “That will be your last smug smile in this room, Lysandra. Don’t forget, I cast you aside for a reason. You couldn’t break him. Now, you will watch while your sister does what you couldn’t.” “She’s not my sister,” Lysandra said through her teeth. “Not now and not ever would she ever be my sister.” Giovanni turned to me again. “You still have your place in this. You still have power, Delilah. Don’t let one declaration shake you. The mark isn’t on her yet. She hasn’t been claimed. There is

I raised an eyebrow at her and smiled, a slight tease to the old woman. “Hm, we’ll see.” Misses Craig scampered off, leaving me by herself. I’ll have her into desserts soon enough I chuckled to myself. I began to unpack my scant bit of makeup and hung my dress up on a rack behind me. “You must be Melody,” a tall woman with wavy black hair and olive skin stepped over, “I’m Elizabeth, the cosmetologist they hired for today. It is very nice to meet you!” I held out my hand to shake Elizabeth’s, “You as well.” I couldn’t help but admire the woman for a second. She was skinny like a model and her skin looked flawless, her bright brown eyes were kind and inviting though.

"Of course, of course. I just thought—" "Edward!" A female voice cut him off. "It's been ages!" I froze at the sound. A voice that had once belonged to my best friend. A voice I now associated with betrayal and humiliation. Elise approached, stunning in a navy ensemble that screamed successful executive. Her professional smile faltered slightly when she noticed me standing beside Edward. "Zoey. What… a surprise to see you here." "I work here," I replied simply. "Elise is leading the Elite PR team for this event," Edward explained—as if I needed clarification. "They're coordinating several wineries, including Kensington."

Elizabeth stood up from the sofa with her wicked smirk. "Ladies and gentlemen... Meet the mate of the mighty kings, she is nothing but just a filthy human..." Elizabeth circled serenity who was standing still with her head held high. Her long thick brunette hair was tied in a high ponytail. She was wearing a white button up shirt and black jeans with boots, no makeup but still glowing like a morning star. But her face was calm, she wasn't scared like always. Her green-blue eyes held the calmness of the silent ocean.

“You were born to play best man, weren’t you?” The amused voice comes from behind me, and I turn to see Elizabeth watching me with a smile. I hadn’t seen her come aboard, and the sight of her makes me catch my breath. She’s wearing a navy-and-white-striped top and a navy blazer with white cropped trousers and deck shoes, and a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses shaped like hearts. “You look like you were born on a yacht,” I tell her. “So do you,” she says with a smile. I look down at myself—I’m wearing a casual light-blue shirt over the top of cream chinos and my usual Ray Ban aviators. “I’ll change into shorts later,” I say. “Have you seen the pool?”

Danika Williams I called Elizabeth as I started getting ready but I was a mess. I didn’t understand what was appropriate to wear, how much makeup was appropriate to apply or how high my shoes can be. Elizabeth is great with such things. Parents love her, she is very respectful and sweet. “Oh thank god Elizabeth.” I breathe out as the call connects on the last ring. “Yello! Who this?” I hear a childish voice but it was a woman I could tell. “Danika here. I need to talk to Elizabeth.” I say as I go through the clothes in my walk in closet.

But judging by the situation now, it seemed rather problematic, both the women were here. Elizabeth stood like a sculpture. She didn't even blink her eyes but kept watching her coming down. As if a ghost was getting closer to her, her throat got dry and her palm started sweating, she found it hard to breathe. Elizabeth in disbelief nodded her head in denial and took a step back. Her mind telling her the only word.. and it was 'ghost'. "Yes?" Olivia hesitatingly looked at Elizabeth and said, "She is Miss Piper, Mr Wyatt... Mr Wyatt's friend. And this is Miss Cassidy, Mr Wyatt... Mr Wyatt's business partner."

A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.”

Right now, she needed to focus on her and Ray. She wanted to look nice for Ray, so she went into her closet and picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a backless halter dress in the color emerald green that came to just below her knees. She picked out a pair of black strapless sandals. She didn’t need any fancy footwear. The ceremony would be held at the pack field and she wouldn’t actually need shoes. She wouldn’t need clothes either, but she had no intention of showing up in front of Ray’s pack naked. She’d keep her clothes on in public until absolutely necessary, thank you very much.

Vivian said, her fingers wrapped around my wrist. The touch sent a sudden, violent jolt of irritation straight up my spine. My skin crawled. It took every ounce of strength not to rip my arm away from her, as she pulled us toward a small cluster of women standing near an elaborate ice sculpture. Vivian tapped the arm of a slender blonde woman dressed in immaculate, tailored Chanel. "Liz, darling, you have to meet Elena Reyes. She’s the brilliant consultant who’s been helping Killian with their internal affairs. Elena, this is my best friend, Liz."