Ellie Phimister Novels & Stories

She says as she sits next to me and holds my hand. “Okay I guess you are right.” I say. “Wow, you listen to her in a go but not to me even after I begged and pleaded. This is unbelievable.” “Well, she is listening to the boss.” Eleanor says as she snaps her fingers. “You. Are. Not. My. Boss.” Lucas enunciates each and every word.

Muttering to herself, she said, “But Ella… you think marrying a poor man means a good life? No matter how capable or rich you are, you’ll still have to give in—to him, to his family. Haha… Ella, it’s only right that you can only live like this.” A fellow inmate asked, “Who’s this Ella you’re talking about?” “Heh… who else? My ‘sister’ with no blood relation, who makes me look like the fool all the time,” Piper replied bitterly. “You mean that Ella Hart who won that Paris design award?” the inmate asked. “Yes… that’s her,” Piper said with a bitter laugh. “But isn’t her husband… Sterling Corp’s CEO, Tiesto Sterling? You’ve heard of him, right? The head of the Sterling family in Elaris—he can s

**** The door cracked open and Ellie poked her head in.“Hi…am I interrupting something? Can I come in or is this a strictly no-Voss zone right now?” Isabella sat up. “Ellie! Get in here.” Ellie slipped inside, closing the door softly behind her. She was in ripped jeans and an oversized hoodie, looking about nineteen even though Isabella knew she was twenty-four. She grinned at Agnes. “Hi! You must be the famous best friend. I’m Ellie, Damien’s unfortunate little sister.”

***CARLA*** “We’ve news,” I heard Ellie’s voice just as my door opened and she walked in on Phil and me, making out. Ellie burst out laughing while Simone just shoved her away from the doorway and entered, not deterred by what she’d just witnessed. “We found a lead,” she said and turned to look at Phil weirdly. “It’s fine, I trust him,” I said to her but she didn’t look as though she trusted him, she looked like she was having some internal conflict and wouldn’t say anything.

Like they had done this many times before. My mouth went dry. Ellie wasn’t just some woman who looked like Hayes’s dead wife. She was working with Finnian. The man who had spent years trying to tear Hayes apart, piece by piece. And now he had found the perfect weapon. I pressed my back harder against the SUV, trying to keep my breathing steady. The way she sat in that seat… the way her head tilted when she listened… it wasn’t the posture of someone meeting a stranger. She looked comfortable. Settled. Like she belonged there.

I took out my phone and recorded the conversation. “I really miss you, I don’t want to live in this empty villa anymore, everyone at this villa treats me like a lowly girl, and he treats me like a toy, like a stupid stunt,” Ellie said chokingly. “I’ll definitely come back to you soon. Love you too.” Ellie hung up, wiped her tears, walked toward the living room where Ivor was, and startled when she saw me. “Ms. Assistant, why are you here?” “Miss Jenner, what a surprise, why are you here?”

I assure her with the same blush. We soon began to play, forgetting all about being witches, my friend Ellie is the daughter of a human and a vampire, but she's a witch, her vampire dad decided to raise her in hell. She's Miss Viki's little and into age regression same as me, and she loves to play in the dirt, king Lucifer is going to have to order another group bath tonight, after we're done playing! "You're the best friend in the whole of hell!" Ellie says after our playdate was over, she gave me a tight hug which I returned.

If I didn't frame our central trust restructuring perfectly, Victoria’s guardianship challenge would look like a necessary rescue instead of a hostile corporate seizure. ​The door opened behind me. ​Ellie didn't have her shoes on. Her bare feet made a soft, flat sound against the parquet as she crossed the rug, her fingers tucked deep into the pockets of the gray university shirt she still hadn't taken off. Her eyes were rimmed with a dull, heavy red, and her lower lip was dry where she’d been biting it since the drive from the lower garage. She was barely holding herself together. ​She reached down and took the tablet from my hand.

, Ellaine was cut off in midsentence. “You what?” “I don’t like to see anyone killing and dying.” She looked out of the window and stared at the green land. “If you can’t afford seeing that, you can’t survive here.” Finrod said a matter-of-factly. “After I have my medication, I’ll escort you personally out of this wilderness.” “If you can.” Ellaine whispered. “I can hear you.” “The devil!” She was going nuts because of this stubborn, stupid man.

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.