Ella Loren Novels & Stories

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

“This is a terrible idea, Elise.” I tore my gaze from Darius for a brief second to meet Loren’s. “Very,” I bit my lip and turned to resume my drooling fest. He was in the middle of a sea of leather-clad, badass men–but your best bet not one of them came close to his level of awesome. A thunderous clap sounded, and the crowd broke out in cheers. Loren grabbed my forearm, her long, coffin-style fingernails digging into my skin. “We shouldn’t be here!”

Melinda asked, gesturing at Lorren's face that now had the look of Ursala from the little mermaid. "I don't trust Personal Assistants." Lorren hissed. "Looks like there is a lot of distrusting going on in the Reynolds building." "If you ruin the Reynolds foundation, if you go as far as snooping to ruin the purpose of Reynolds, I will come after you. You will know what being mean actually entails. Have a good day and oh.. I'm not a maid. Lucrecia, Lois and I are not maids. We are the costume designers and make up artists in Reynolds. We are Ajax' right hand women on the field. We play with guns. We put bullets in the brains of Snitches." Lorren said before sashaying away. Melinda sighed. " Yo

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱ It was dark and painful, but then... it wasn’t anymore. "Loren" her voice called me warmly and I couldn’t help but smile. She smiled because she still remembered me, because she was calling me, she was looking for me. 'Maybe' I whispered to myself 'maybe if I just fall asleep and don’t wake up anymore... I can stay here, I can... stay with her'.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Liora closed her eyes briefly to calm herself, then took a step towards her, leaned down, and said, “You don’t want to fight me now, Ellen; I’m not the Liora you knew five years ago.” Ellen laughed in mockery as she responded, “What can you do? Simply because you’re rumored to know Dr. Athena, you think you’re famous?” “Oh, but I do know her,” Liora whispered. “That’s a lie, and I’m going to do all that’s in my power to ensure everyone finds out the fraud that you are.” Ellen muttered. “By all means, darling, you can enlist the help of your mother while you’re at it.” Liora mocked.

She developed this particular habit of hers back in her college days with Emilia. "Hey, you're here." Aerys mood glistened when she heard the voice of the person she had been unable to see this past two days. "Loren! Good morning." Aerys quickly tidied up her area and put the computer to sleep. Loren flashed a smile towards Aerys before turning back and heading to his assigned place. Loren Soberano is a massage therapist. He was one of the few who helped Aerys know the ropes of the company. A caring and compassionate guy, a typical popular guy around.

Straightening her back she made her way back to his office. But to her surprise the person sitting inside made her take a step back. There sat Lorena with one leg elegantly crossed over the other. Her pink dress and silk-like shiny blonde hair were making her look like a Barbie doll. But sadly Elle never liked Barbie dolls, she was more into avengers and Mario. Elle's eyes widened for a second not expecting her to be here but again she was Ashton's business associate and here this building was the hub of their business. She wanted to leave before she could see her but sadly Lorena had seen her.

Serena remembered Dane. For the two weeks she'd known Lorraine, the name Dane was never far from her mouth. If Lorraine was bisexual, Serena would have believed that something is going on between the both of them, but Lorraine is a lesbian. She doesn't even notice a single guy in the gymnasium even though a lot of them notice her.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.