Ella Era Bonita Novels & Stories

When Elara emerged from the styling room, their eyes instantly met. Damian was captivated by Elara's beauty as if time slowed down and all he could see clearly was her. Elara's hair cascaded in loose curls, reminiscent of the majestic waves of the sea. She wore a gold string silk dress that hugged her perfect figure, accentuating her hourglass shape. Elara's skin gleamed particularly her collarbone and shoulders, complemented by a simple yet elegant makeup look. Thin gold jewelry adorned her, adding meticulous detail to her ensemble. With every step closer to Elara, Damian swallowed hard. Each stride felt like a pause in the beating of his heart. It was as if he had stumbled upon a goddess d

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

I held up a hand to silence him instantly. Elara appeared from around the corner with an innocent look on her face. “Andre! Lucas! I was hoping I would run into you.” She walked right up to me and smiled brightly. “Andre, I just wanted to apologize again, personally, for all the horrible things I said. I was a monster.” She looked at me from head to toe. “And can I just say, you are a striking handsome Beta. Lillian is such a lucky woman.”

She sipped her drink while listening to Silvia talk about Dante. She didn't interrupt Silvia at all. However, she smiled because she found it funny with all the things Dante did with Alex and Lucas. "Orella, do you know who Eliana is?" Silvia asked Orella. "I know. Eliana is Dante's ex-lover," Orella replied, then took another sip of her drink. "Do you know what she has done?" Silvia asked Orella again. "What has she done?" Orella asked back curiously.

When it finally ended, she rose immediately, gathering her papers like they were shields, and stumbled out without waiting for any confrontation. But I had to see her, so I came up with a reason to. Standing by the door, I took a deep breath and knocked. “Come in,” her voice called from outside. She looked dashing in that navy-blue dress that hugged her skin, and her ponytail sat gracefully on her head. Not for one minute did she look swayed by my presence. “Elara,” She turn She loved to push just to see how far she could go before I broke, and it infuriated and excited me. She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

" The man said with a thick Italian accent "Tommaso, meet Eulalia, my girlfriend, and assistant. Baby, meet Tommaso the new stylist. He is a very good friend of mine and is aware of the plan" "Nice to meet you, Eulalia," he said with his Italian accent "Same here" "Did you bring the sketches with you?" Tommaso asked "Yes" "Let me see them" Tommaso took the sketches and looked at them, he approved them with a nod of his head

Viola halted the doctor. My heart skipped a beat as my face shifted to the doctor. “What’s wrong with my sister? She doesn’t look good,” Viola questioned, turning to the doctor. Tancredi’s eyes flicked from Viola to me, and I gave her a quiet disapproval. “The Luna is…Elena is fine. She’s strong and doing well. I just stopped by for her regular check up,” Doctor tanctedi answered. I let out a sigh of relief before Viola turned back to me. She inched closer and stroke the strand of hair on my forehead.

The stars and moon had lit up the space giving her a smile She thought about home, her mom and dad making her so lost in thoughts to even notice the door being opened. He stood just a few feet away looking at her.. Her beautiful face lit up by the moon.. Her silver liquid eyes with sadness in them while her red lips were in a thin line.. For a minute there he was stuck in her beauty before pulling himself out of the crazy thoughts. He had to focus especially on what was playing in front of his eyes "Larissa Lana Conzalato " His deep voice whispered the name he mainly thought he heard when Dante was introducing her to him a few years ago..