Elle Pisces Novels & Stories

His skin color was a bit pale and his eyes become cuter when he smile “Aquarius, the water-bearer of the Zodiacs, Ms. Almirah Shine Salvatore.” Almirah then stepped up on the stage. Only now did I notice her dress. It shows her cleavage and no doubt her chest has something to be proud of. Her body was also well-shaped and a mermaid sign was prominently carved above her right breast. “Pisces, the fish of the Zodiacs, Mr. Lotus Iunick Akiyo.” A man with a tall body figure landed calmly on the stage. His face was gentle. He has a baby face. Well, I got to admit it. He’s cute. And he has a charismatic smile.

Our babies are Pisces twins born on the 16TH of March. Pio looked like Cleo and Pia looked like me. both babies had the upper lip beauty spot; which surprisingly Cleo and I had too . We still don't know what happened to Rachel but both my parents moved to the lake house , leaving me with Giovanni who misses Cleo more than I do but he still manages to call her using my phone and they talk for hours but he gets to have weekly dinners with her too and I'm not invited . Nicolai drives him. Paul and I are in

A decent living room with refreshing neutral color palettes and subtle lighting. She continued to scan the area and saw the pale back of a man spreading his arms as he leaned against the hot tub and enjoyed the foaming bath. Then all of a sudden a woman emerged from the water. She smiled gingerly, finger combing her hair to the back. Stunning in her black halter top bikini. Exposing her voluptuous figure. Her eyes didn’t peel away from her the moment she rose from the water until she picked a light pink bathrobe from the rack.

Among the twelve zodiacs, Pisces was a very special one. Wherever God of War went, he would follow him. He would secretly help Thomas do things and protect him. Among the twelve zodiacs, his identity was similar to that of a personal bodyguard. “Pisces, are you here?” “Yes.” “Help me buy something and send it to my room?” “What is it?” “A pig.” Pisces was speechless. Even Pisces, who was experienced in fighting and knew Thomas very well, could not help but be stunned for a few seconds when he heard it.

It looked awesome, better than my previous paintings. "It's cool." Janice whispered appearing next to me. "I know." I grinned at her and twirled to see hers. A circle of sun signs was made and beneath every sun sign a quality was written. I went ahead to have a better look. Aries-Vigor, Taurus-Calm, Gemini-Beautiful, Cancer-Creative, Leo-Charming, Virgo-Reserved, Libra-Precise, Scorpio-Captivating, Sagittarius-Funny, Capricorn-Friendly, Aquarius-Energetic, Pisces-Graceful. Which one are you?

Then a huge breathy murmur, the wind itself howling in her ear, seemed to say, "Fear not, maiden. I am Zephyrus, the west wind, the groom's messenger. I have come to take you to your new home." She listened to the soft howling, and believed the words she seemed to hear, and was not afraid. Zephyrus gradually drew her aloft, and Psyche felt herself being lifted off the soft and grassy arbor of the mountain. The tranquil breath bore her slowly downward. She felt herself sailing through the air like a leaf. Psyche saw her own palace pass beneath her and thought she was probably dreaming. The last thing she remembered was crying on that altar. Now, she was floating and flying. If people were loo

Jack warns the Pisach. The pisach bares its fangs in response. “In that case, I will be happy to kill you both and then feast on her” Jack shifts to his wolf form and takes a defensive stance. The pisach moves quickly and grabs the girl and pulls her towards him. My grip on her tightens. Jack pounces on the pisach and wrestles him onto the forest floor. It is a flurry of black and caramel with dried leaves flying everywhere. The pisach who was dazed for a second moves quickly and gets on top of Jack pinning Jack to the floor. I place the girl against a tree and ponce on the pisach. I grab a wing of his and rip it with all my might. The pisach shrieks in agony. He moves quickly and gets behin

Elizabeth Knight “But… Why is it moving?” Emma asked, looking at herself in the mirror. I frowned and together with Martha; we approached her. We placed our hands on the rune and there it was. This was the work of the Pisces coven. For a long time, our covens have been enemies. The coven of Pisces comprised 12 men. Since the civil war, we have monitored their steps, as they often sell their skills to the highest bidder, without caring about the results. They are ruthless and reckless men and have also caused the major clashes between humans.

The melody rose through the blizzard, curling around my ribs like invisible fingers. My eyes drifted toward the edge of the iceberg, toward the base where the voice came from. “Manolya?” Pelin’s voice echoed faintly behind me. “What are you—?” I stepped forward, each step crunching on the ice. And there she was. Pisces. The great oarfish, long and slim, her silver body rippling with crimson stripes and black spots. Her head bore a red crest. She dove down again, and the enchanting melody stopped.

She quickly found an article titled ‘Everything You Need To Know About Dating a Pisces Man’ and began reading it out. “...A man born under the Pisces constellation, the final sign of the zodiac, is a total dreamboat. He’s flirtatious, charming, and romantic, and, being a water sign, also introverted and emotional — the most emotional sign of all, to be precise. His sign is also classified as mutable, meaning he’s adaptable and changeable. This is most reflected in his ever-shifting moods — he has a stream of emotions that never slows down and an immense imagination. He’s an idealist and unapologetic about being affectionate…”