Elizabeth Rose Bloodflame Past Life Novels & Stories

Elizabeth felt that and she felt some relief in a place she didn’t know existed. Is that my soul? “Close but not really. Now, when I offered to give you body, I didn’t intend to return your old body to you. I will give you a body that would have shamed your previous ideal body.” “Wha-what?” “Elizabeth Moore. In your previous life, you were an amateur athlete that wished for nothing more than to make your grandfather proud by entering the Olympics and taking home the gold medal. You were talented but in all honesty, you would have not made it. If you were lucky and had bad opponents that year, you would have, at most, won a bronze. Your body had a limit in terms of… talent.”

Main Characters: Alexander - The 25-year-old handsome and independent guy who's a workaholic. He likes working and earning money. He had a past that turned him into a narcissist. He doesn't believe in love and has commitment issues. Ellie - The Novels narrator and 23-year-old protagonist who's studying and still dependent on her family. She has been brought up in a strict family with morals and ethics. She's a day-dreamer who keeps dreaming about her prince charming and finding her true love.

not because I want to return the loved ones it's snatched with it's ugly grasp but because I want to have the power over my own existence; my own death and demise. Loved ones??? I've never being able to harness that silly emotion. I've seen it and even being on it's receiving end once but I just couldn't give back and to be honest I'm very glad that I am not part of that wretched disease. My late wife Camilla was a beautiful soul, gentle and very kind. She knew who I was, she'd seen me do a lot of things and she loved me even when she knew I wasn't capable of loving her back.

“No, I know he kept some of it back but he told me the gist of what happened. They were cursed and slaughtered.” “I’m sorry, Rose. It should have been me that told you. I wanted to and I was going to once this mess was taken care of.” I can tell he’s genuinely sorry and I don’t blame him for not telling me right away. Being a valerian doesn’t sound like it’s a pleasant thing to be. I already find myself wishing I was just a regular human. I feel human and I’ve never thought I was different but being here is opening up my eyes.

I searched his eyes for an answer, but whatever it was lay deep in his heart, a place I couldn’t reach with just my eyes. “She was brought back to life,” he revealed. “Elena?” My heart hammered as her name escaped my mouth. “No, Rhoda. She was returned from the dead by the moon goddess. And now my brother won’t rest until he finds her killer,” he answered. It was more relieving to hear Rhoda was back to life than Elena. Not that it did any good for both of us, but at least, it wouldn’t be on my side to struggle from the beginning again. I sighed, shaking my head as thoughts evaded it. “So what’s going happen. Everything’s in place, you need to do something,”

“Dante is nothing to you. Yes, we discussed this but it was just that, a discussion.” Rose felt something odd hearing that. She remembered Dante being a good friend to her. She also remembered being happy about their relationship. But later on she learned that he died, reason unknown to her. “But mother…” “No!” Stephanie hissed at her. “Don't think about things which have no value in your life anymore.” “And VLADIMIR?” Rose questioned. Her heart started beating in an uneven rhythm. “What is he to me?” Stephanie's eyes widened at that as she turned to her. “What did you say?” She asked. Horrified.

Elder Thorne’s voice rang clear. “The Sixth Heir was never meant to ascend. That bloodline was erased for a reason.” “Because you feared it,” Rowan shot back. “Because it was cursed,” Thorne corrected. “Blood of Eclipsa flows in you. And now it flows in her.” Ava turned sharply. “What do you mean now it flows in me?” A younger Elder—a woman named Maedra—stepped forward, her face pale. “Because the flame doesn’t just consume. It bonds. And in the ritual circle… when he touched you… you were marked.”

“Help me take them down. Be my partner in this. Not my prisoner. My ally. And when it’s done… I swear to you, I will find a way to give you your life back. All of it. Not this struggling, scraping existence. A better one. I’ll get your body back to you, and I’ll set you up with enough money, enough stability, to never be afraid again.” The silence stretched. I could feel her turning it over, the desperation wrestling with a thin, fragile thread of hope. How? she finally asked, her mental voice wary. How can you promise that? You’re a ghost with a three-day lease. “Because I’m not just a ghost,” I said, and for the first time, I leaned into the arrogance of my old name. “I’m Elizabeth Wakefie

Elena's point of view. Sitting on either side of the kitchen table, Elizabeth sips her fresh, steaming tea and begins, "There are four Elder Blood packs on the continent—the four original Alpha bloodlines. VuK., Gold, Zander, Barsek." You know Alexa, Vanda's sister is mated to Alpha Gold? Elizabeth asked me and I nodded.

Even though she was well into her fifties, she still wanted to be called Lizzy because she said it made her feel young, I didn't argue with her on it. Lizzy just like my parents was heartbroken when I told her I'd be leaving for college, and as a farewell gift, gave me some books. I know she was sad because she always believed that one day I would take over the library from her seeing she was growing old and I loved books so much, but seeing I was currently on my way to Seattle, I doubted that that was possible. " Honestly Rosie, I hope you actually make time to study and not bury yourself in fictitious books all the time." Felix scolded once I begun reading.