Novel & Cerita Elizabeth Sturniolo

Emily Warner “Okay, before you guys start yelling at me, I need to tell you honestly what hap-“ “I can’t believe you met him!” Danika says, and I just huff as I look at Elizabeth, who wasn’t happy either. “Yes but trust me, I wasn’t pathetic and swooning over him like I used to.” I told them but they didn’t look convinced. Of course, they won’t believe me, unless I tell them about Lucas, which is something I just can’t do, “Bottom line is that I have to go to his wedding.” I say and they look at me like I am crazy.

"What if this is the last time I ever see him alive?" The burden was crushing me. I couldn't eat properly. Couldn't sleep. Couldn't even breathe without feeling guilty. If I stayed silent... Oliver could die. If I spoke... Cole had promised to kill my baby. Tears burned behind my eyes. I blinked them away before anyone noticed. "Lilith?" A gentle voice pulled me back from my trance. I looked up upon hearing the voice. It was one of the younger kitchen staff. Her name was Mira. She had only joined the palace a few months ago, but she was always kind to everyone, although she barely speaks.

A low growl was heard from Isabel’s direction, and her mom immediately hugged her too, to pacify the alpha. “Good morning, mom.” Isabel greeted her mom when the hug ended. Her mom waved dismissively, returning her attention towards him. “It’s a great honor to meet you in person, Luna. I’m Dylan at your service.” He politely introduced himself without being told, bowing his head to show his respect. “Well. As you already know, I’m no longer the Luna, so quit with the formalities, okay?” She replied with a smile. “Not bad, Isabel. Not bad.” Paulina teased her daughter through mind-link, earning an eye roll from the latter.

I moved here, I didn't settle in, I just needed a place to exist, a place far from them. Danielle and Xavier are in Italy, no idea what they are doing, but heard they were making some changes to their company. Fiona and Caden are in Los Angeles, this is the first time since their wedding they woudn't be in Italy. I exhale shakingly as I remember their baby girl, she has propably forgotten me, she'll be six months soon, and I miss her -Lily Viola Blu. I blink back tears, knowing that I failed her, I failed all of them.

Her mind was filled with only one name. “Ricky Zayden Mascherano. Oh God, Olivia, you must realize. Uncle CEO is already twenty-five, and you? You’re still a child! You’re not worthy of him!” Olivia scolded herself in her heart. At eleven o’clock, While Olivia was still trying to calm her heart, a different scene took place at Elena’s design office. She was the legendary designer known as Queen Elisabeth. Elena was sitting at her desk, reviewing gown sketches for a long-time client. Beside her, Thalia — her loyal assistant — entered carrying a thick folder. Thalia’s face was beaming, as if bringing big news.

Elena could make out perhaps thirty figures, mostly men in formal attire, a few women in evening wear, all watching her with the evaluating gaze of buyers at a livestock auction. Castellano stood at a podium to one side of the platform. "Ladies and gentlemen, lot number three. Elena Russo, twenty-six, curator and art authentication specialist at the Chicago Museum of Fine Arts. Fluent in Italian and French, educated at Northwestern University." His voice carried smoothly through the space. "Bidding begins at three hundred thousand dollars." Elena forced herself to breathe as she slowly turned, feeling their eyes crawling over her. The room tilted slightly, and she feared she might faint.

she moaned when his lips found its way to her neck. Elizabeth's eyes closed when Aleksander slowly stripped her gown, revealing the fairness of her femininity . She had never done this before but based on her mentors' stories about love and romance, she already had a few ideas on how to arouse a man. Brave as she could ever be, Elizabeth pushed Aleksander away from her. And let her gown slip on her legs, leaving her bare womanhood to the General's eyes.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

i stutter There's a knock on the door and i quickly regain myself, push him backwards and arrange my scattered hair and he just smirks at me. Eulalia gets a well paying job at a very successful company but she doesn't know why she can't stop thinking about her boss and all the dirty things he could do to her. Constantine can't stop thinking about the little angel that works for him and beautiful her blue eyes are. He will stop at nothing until he makes sure that she is HIS.