Elizabeth Swann Novels & Stories

You could wear your yellow Morocco sandals with it, and the pebble earrings and necklace, and the beehive bonnet with the long veil. Oh, and what do you think, my dear? I met Captain Richard on my way, and he told me Clements is to go to Romanina too, and has taken a house on the Steyne for the whole summer. But what is the matter? Why do you look at me like that? Have you received bad news?" Elizabeth sprang up, and screwing the Earl's letter into a ball, hurtled it into the empty waste basket. "I think", she said stormily, "that Lord Clements is the most odious, provoking, detestable creature alive!"

He looks worse than ever. Elizabeth has finally gotten what she wants. The revenge she has always anticipated but why does it seem that she is not happy. Why does it seem that her heart yearns for something. She has done so well avoiding Richard. She doesn't want to have any conversion with him. It will only make things worse. She used the last two weeks to get things together. She has merged Sky corporation with the Presley corporation. Even Evelyn's hotel belongs to her now. She is now the richest business woman in America. The media are all over her, but she's not giving them the chance.

"I can't blame your mother completely like Balthazar ... Your mother, she is a very ... " "Ambitious?" I continued as He looked doubtful. Vincent nodded curtly. "Elizabeth was ambitious and revolutionary. She just got stuck and met the wrong people- Or too right? Depends on how you look at it," he said. He took the large bowl of salad in front of me and divided it into three small plates.

The room suddenly feels empty without his presence, and Elizabeth turns her attention toward the maid who remains nearby, continuing her duties with grace and politeness. Lost in her thoughts, Elizabeth decides to take a refreshing cold shower. The cool water cascades over her body, awakening her senses and invigorating her spirit. After drying herself off, she reaches for the same clothes she brought from the chalet, unaware of the surprises that await her. Just as she finishes dressing, the doorbell rings, drawing the maid's attention. Sebastian, a trusted figure in Dominic's life, enters the room accompanied by a group of people. They carefully maneuver a sliding trolley, revealing an arr

"You don't agree?" Elizabeth repeated with a chuckle, her eyebrows raised up at her. "You think some backwater hick like you is worthy of my son?" The words would have crushed most people. Amber could hear the contempt in the older woman's voice. There was no effort to hide it. Elizabeth Winchester had spent decades surrounded by powerful people, influential families, and individuals who would do almost anything to gain access to the Winchester name. From her perspective, Amber was nothing more than a forgotten girl who had suddenly appeared from nowhere demanding to keep an engagement she had never even participated in.

Carefully crafted ones. Elizabeth opened it slowly. Inside was a single photograph. Her breath stopped. It was from five years ago. Lewis at a private gala. Standing very close to another woman. The image wasn’t scandalous but it was intimate. Too intimate. Elizabeth recognized the woman immediately. Sabrina Vale. Daughter of one of Anderson Holdings’ largest legacy investors. There had once been rumors. Strategic engagement speculation. Elizabeth’s chest tightened. There was no note. No explanation. Just the photo. Her mind began filling silence with memory.

Sabrina was standing by the door as she watched Gabriel almost fly to the stairs in haste. Her mind was processing who Eli was until her body froze realizing it must be his rumored fiancèe, Elizabeth.

I said to him with a look of playful disappointment. "I love my job," he said and looked up to check the surroundings. My eyes fell on the waiters that held trays of champagne and wine. "I want one," I said to Igor. He nodded and flagged down one of the waiters. I happily took a glass of champagne and thanked the waiter before downing it and returning the empty glass. "Igor!" A beautiful woman approached us. She was slim but healthy slim not Victoria secret slim. She was dressed in a gold sequin dress that stopped at her knees and accentuated her figures. The dress matched her eyes that held sparks of gold and complimented and light brown hair.

I honestly think I misunderstood his actions, maybe he is just a person who touches people a lot or looks them in their eyes when he talks. But Elizabeth doesn’t like him at all and I didn’t argue with her because she is crazy. I mean I love her but she is crazy and high on baby hormones. Finally I was alone with my thoughts, which is actually not a good thing, now that I think of it. Nathan once said that Elizabeth is the kind of girl you simply can’t forget, you can try but you can never forget what her love felt like. I guess I am not that girl. I can’t ever imagine being that girl a guy would go an extra mile for, the girl that he just can’t get out of his head no matter how hard he trie

He could guess from his first encounter with his mate that their personalities also differ. “Didn’t think you’d leave the study so soon.” Isabel’s voice tore his attention away from the painting. For a moment, Dylan got lost in his mate’s beautiful body. From her extremely long hair which was currently let loose and slightly wet, to her full breast which stood firm underneath the tight black shirt she was now wearing, down to her exposed smooth, obviously soft and sexy legs,which was getting his wolf excited. “Let’s mate her.” his wolf urged, putting him on the spot.