Ellie Manny Novels & Stories

Ellie said with a sad expression, rubbing her sweaty palms together. "What do you mean by that?" Christina asked, finally looking at her face. "Um... I signed a contract with Mr. Alex to be his assistant." She stuttered in a low voice. "A contract? Do you mean Alex Warren? The owner of Warren Corporation, but why?!" she asked in shock. "Well... I needed money, so I had to sign a contract to be his assistant... and also live in his house." Ellie said. She did not bother to tell her anything about the pregnancy.

My eyebrows knit together as I say, “Raina.” The shift back into human form is agonizingly slow, slow enough to make me cringe knowing how much it must hurt her body. But then she’s standing in front of me, chest heaving with her heavy breaths, and both hands and legs quivering. “Sit.” She crumbles instantly, the small child she had been protecting walks off, and comes back with some of the clothing we keep hidden. She passes Raina a shirt and passes me the sweatpants. Now that I have a chance to look at her, I recognize her. Ellie, she’s Annie’s niece. I smile warmly at her, “Thank you.”

"Sir, this is the data you're asking for" said a man sitting right next to the driver while handing a tablet to someone sitting in the back seat of a luxury Audi R8 which is splitting the New York street. A person called Sir then immediately took a tablet given by the person who is none other than his secretary. He reads carefully the data provided to him, Profile Name : Elliona Nayvelin Lim Nickname : LiOn Birth : South Korea, September 22, 1994

“That was lovely. She looks familiar. Do I know her?” “I don’t think so,” Janette said. “Her name is Ellie. She’s been here a long time.” “She loves Christmas—and Hawaii,” Jordan pointed out. “Lovely girl. Sweet as they come.” Cadence could see that, though she wasn’t sure what Hawaii or Christmas were. “I think she looks like someone else.” Her forehead wrinkled because she had the idea that she didn’t particularly care for the someone else who looked like Ellie. Maybe she didn’t need to worry about that anymore. “I would like to go home now.” She was tired—it had been a long day.

Her eyes stayed on his broad shoulders until he disappeared into the crowd of dark tuxedos near the bar. “Ah, here’s someone I haven’t met. And you’re with Zane. Hello, mystery woman.” A dark-blond man sat across from her. His lips were smiling, but the happy expression didn’t fully reach his dark eyes. “Hello,” she said automatically. “I’m Ellie Winters.” The man reached across the table. “Sean Ryan,” he said as they shook hands. “I’m the director of research at Roberts Laboratories. Zane’s my boss. Well, actually, I guess he’s everybody’s boss.”

They both look like they have been through hell and back, and quite frankly, I feel the same. “Let’s get this meeting started please.” I say starting to head to my seat. “I would like to introduce Lady Eloise from the royal archives, she will be here for the duration of the meeting just in case any question arises. So to begin, there is something that all of you need to be brought in on. For the past week, Jenni has been exhibiting the ability to have visions. They started the day of her graduation party when she and Bex went to Nashville, and she has had two more since. Jenni is currently in the hospital under Dr Case’s care as she sleeps off the latest after effects of the vision. This vis

There was one person who could have an idea. Ellie.

He did not do it to me because I was from an average home. I thought he was an okay person compared to the rest, until there was a new girl in my class, Jayla. Jayla was very pretty with blue eyes and brown hair. She looked like a supermodel and was drop dead gorgeous. I wondered what she was doing in science class when art class was going to be more beneficial to her, because what agency would not want her to model for them?

“ I have been cleaning for two days straight. And no dick for two weeks. Haven’t I been punished enough? When is queen bitch going to get off her high horse and leave us alone? I mean seriously Trixie can you believe the guys are letting her do this to us.” Ellie stops what she is doing and leans on the wall behind the pool table. I guess she doesn’t see me and doesn’t view Anne as a threat because she just keeps running her trap.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”