Elizabeth Plimpton Novels & Stories

Williams tried to explain but Elizabeth was already bustling towards Celine. “You brought a girl to see me?” She placed a hand on Celine’s upper arm and appraised her with excited golden eyes, same color as her son’s. “Hmm…tall, naturally beautiful and not so slender that she looks I’ll. She also dresses like she has a good sense of dignity. Elegant.” She touched the younger woman’s cheek. “What’s your name, love?” “Celine…Celine Winston.” “A befitting name.” She grinned at Williams. “I like her.”

The large projector screen was already showing the live broadcast from the venue where Elizabeth was scheduled to make her appearance. Ace took his seat and gestured for me to take the seat next to him. I willingly did that before everyone’s gaze moved to the large projector screen where Elizabeth had just walked in. She approached the podium with her head held high. She appeared proud and prideful in her pristine cream-colored dress and matching blazer. She smiled confidently and beautifully at the camera. No one could have guessed from how she appeared that she was about to deliver a message that would harm the prospect of her company, at least for a while.

It was the perfect camouflage. In three strides, he was at the front door. Elbert rang the bell three consecutive times before the door opened. Elizabeth stared at him in her little frock gown, and Elbert couldn’t help but stare at her. She was beyond beautiful, and breathtaking. Who wouldn’t stare at her? She was exactly like Camille. “Elizabeth, who is at the door?” A woman queried. “Eh, I will be a right-back mother,” Elizabeth returned.

Aleksander sighed. "Well, there are still a bunch of beautiful ladies around us. You have the looks. It will be so easy for you to end the night in a bed with the woman of your taste," Arthur's eyes followed a woman who smiled at them. "I'm afraid I have to leave you alone for a while, General." "Go on, then." Aleksander nodded softly. "There are wines over there. Loosen up, man." As the host of the evening began to talk about something that General Kius wasn't listening to, Elizabeth entered the palace entrance and caught everyone's eyes on her. The red dress made her the apple of their stares.

She pressed the second-floor button, then she went to her bedroom. When she arrived at her bedroom, she threw herself into bed with her clothes and shoes on. Elizabeth was so embarrassed that her ex-husband saw herself and Lily like that. Elizabeth was very beautiful, and she used to have glowing skin. She was not a fan of make-up. Mr Martins asked Clayton to drop him at the Taylor family mansion. He wanted to see the beautiful young lady who made his heart beat uncontrollably against his chest. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't shocked about his ex-wife's appearance. Is it possible that his ex-wife had started drinking?

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.

She must admit that her boss has eyes for good things because this lady is beautiful. Elizabeth smiled as she gently tugged her hair behind her ear to show more of her beautiful face. Anyone that looks closely at her will know that smile is fake. “I think I should be the one asking you that question. Well, I will introduce myself. I am Elizabeth Presley, Richard's wife.” What! Both Anita and Nancy were shocked. When did her boss get married?

Scarlett I entered a beautiful, warmly lit room with a polished, four-sitter, premium-crafted wooden dining table. The type my father had. The wood shined, and it was beautiful. The dining room was a bit ostentatious, but the alpha was rich, so he had money to spare. I was given a place to sit, I was the only one there, and I felt a bit weird. The beige dinner gown I wore was the only reason I didn't feel out of place. Who would have thought a random man I stopped on the highway would lead me here?

Kate, the makeup artist with steady hands and an encyclopedic knowledge of shades, layered smoky taupe shadows, dramatic lashes, and that bold red lip that had become her signature. Fifi, the stylist, circled like a hawk, adjusting the emerald green gown that clung to Elizabeth's still toned figure like a liquid jewel. The dress custom made from Valentina featured a plunging neckline, a thigh-high slit, and subtle sequins that caught the light with every breath. As brushes danced across her skin and pins clicked into place, Elizabeth's thoughts wandered back to the day she first met Morgan. She had been at the absolute peak of her modeling career, the undisputed "it girl" of the moment. Cove

Maybe they could also focus on custom-made perfumes. “What?” Lily was confused. “Do you know who just called?” George clasped his hands and continued, "I don’t know if you’ve heard of the name of the actress who had previously won the Best Actress award, Eloise Neville. She was a superstar before getting married into the Tanner family.” Lily was surprised before admitting, “Yes, I’ve heard of her.” Not only had she heard of Eloise, Lily even knew about her relationship with Nathaniel, but…why was she calling them?