Ella Enchanted Novels & Stories

My wavy hair fell in loose, tousled waves, framing my face like a halo of temptation. ‎“You look like you could bring down empires,” Elena said, stepping back with a satisfied grin. “Whoever he is, he’s in trouble.” ‎I stared at my reflection, barely recognizing the woman staring back—sultry, dangerous, a far cry from the girl in jeans and sneakers. “Thanks, Elena. I couldn’t do this without you.” ‎She hugged me quickly. “Call me if you need a bailout. I’m out—don’t want to cramp your style if Prince Charming shows up.”

J was glad Elena was complimenting her, even though she didn't know; now it is certain she did the right thing. “Come give me my hug!” J grinned, spreading her hands. “Were you the one who did it?” Elena asked, surprised. “Yeah! Did you think I can't do such a thing?” She raised a brow while Lance shook his head, “You really need to know more about me, I am really troublesome, I can't just sit and allow those two have their way, and I had to do something immediately. So I went for something that would shock the two of them, I'm sure they will be in chaos after this, I love to play the game and also watch myself win!” I replied with a smile.

“Good morning, Elise! Today’s another busy day. This morning, you have a photoshoot with Glamour Elite magazine. In the afternoon, you’ll be heading to the set of 'Shattered Dreams.' And this evening, you need to attend the launch party for the 'Luxe Enchanté' fashion brand.” Elise let out a deep breath but maintained her smile, setting her coffee cup down on the table. “Sounds wonderful, Natalie!” “Yes, I know you'll do great,” Natalie replied with a smile, her eyes shining with confidence. Natalie quickly helped Elise prepare the necessary accessories. With her usual meticulousness, Natalie selected refined and elegant items that perfectly matched Elise's style. Together, they double-check

' Before either Zephyr or I could answer Alistair's impossible demand, the smooth obsidian walls around the cavern suddenly began to fracture with loud, cracking sounds. A wave of dark purple mist burst through the cracks on the far side of the chamber. Queen Elena's ghostly form materialized out of the mist, her translucent face twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated fury as she lunged straight toward the crystal throne. 'You will not take my rightful place, Alistair!' Elena shrieked, raising her ghostly staff as the entire sanctuary trembled violently under an incoming tide of dark magic.

With no other choice, Tanya threw the item to her, saying, "If you change your mind, use this to contact me or come to the slums. You know where to find me." She turned and quickly left, her cloak billowing behind her. Elena watched her retreating figure with a sneer, then looked at the item in her hand—a small, enchanted token. With a look of disgust, she threw it into the trash can and turned to leave. Suddenly, Caspian appeared behind Elena. "What did you just throw away?" he asked, his voice casual but his eyes sharp. "I smelled the scent of a witch." Elena stiffened, her eyes narrowing. "It's none of your business, Caspian. Stay out of my affairs."

Unfortunately, I wasn't the only one enamored with this godlike man. On our wedding night, he received a phone call and never came back. I sat on the bed until dawn, not sleeping a wink. In the early morning, he came back drunk. He calmly stroked my head and said, "You know what's the most adorable thing about you? It's that you're sensible enough not to cause trouble. The Finley family needs a mistress like you." At that moment, the anger that had welled up in my heart was suddenly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

That enchantress had set us up to fail. Surging to my feet, I gazed across the inky water to where it met the equally dark horizon. The enchantress said she'd claim our souls, so she had to be here somewhere. My hands balled into fists as I searched the nothingness beyond. I lifted my face skyward. Perhaps she was among the glowing stars. "Enchantress! You bitch, I love Elara. Is that what you want to hear? I know she could love me too, if only I had more time to prove myself to her."

“We are going to meet the spirit of the Sand Castle.” “No,” Joy protested. “Remember, we are in the Challenge. Elena paused a moment. Then, she walked, through the air, to Joy. “Who are you?” She saw her on her Ascension from being just an ordinary Magician to be the Chosen One. But, she only realized that Elena’s just not that. She possessed a very powerful charisma to be on fire. She had long fingers and strong spiritual electricity running on each fingertip. She held her on the wrists. For a second, Elena jolted, taking away her hands.

Lucian tilted his head and gave a low whine when it returned empty. “What the hell, Lucian! Why has she turned off her mind-link?” Wait! I was alpha. That meant she couldn’t shut off her mind-link from me. That meant that something was blocking her mind-link, blocking Circe from her—from me. I took a deep breath and tried again. This time, I was met with a sharp burning taste on my tongue and the instant numbing sensation like I had been hit with a horse tranquilizer hit me. Lucian whined. “It has to be aconite. Someone’s taken her!”

"Care to fill us in, you two? Killian whined like he was left out of an inside joke. "When Maddox marks Ellen, she will not only become the most powerful white which than ever lived, it will be next to impossible to kill her, since she will be a wolf/witch hybrid. She will have incredible speed and strength as well as rapid healing. Meaning her spells won't wear her out like a normal witch, she will be able to do, longer harder spells, spells that would normally take a whole coven." Lucy explained. "Holy shit is right! Does Ellen even know this?" Axel asked.