Ellie Rose Novels & Stories

There was no way Lucille would not know if her mom was alive. She was a reliable source of answers, and Rose, in her confused state, had overlooked her entirely. “Does she now?” Rose chuckled as she stood up, The girl nodded so hard her ponytails bounced around. She waited, shifting from feet to feet for Rose’s answer. Rose thought about it for a moment, before nodding at Eli, “Thanks.” Eli nodded, “You’re welcome.” She squealed midway through her run. The moment she had seen Rose nod, Eli had already begun to run back home. She was moving so fast that her foot caught on a broken branch, her body pitched forward.

Why did Ellie have to come looking for me ? ©#KCMmuoe

I said and opened my laptop to show Rose something from inside. Rose nodded after I showed her the picture of Madison Clark, who seemed to have something to do with Everleigh. “ Who's she?" Rose pointed at the picture of Madison from my laptop, seeking clarification. She was a bit amazed by the job I was assigning to her but didn't ask any questions or interrogate me.

When my siblings entered the dining room, Rosie started to play perfect hostess like she did not have cum going down her throat seconds ago. “You two must be enjoying your honeymoon,” Ellie said blankly. Ellie's sense of smell had improved over the past few months. The others might be deceived by Rosie and I’s ability to cloak our scents but not Ellie. “Thank you, Luna, for this house. It is truly wonderful,” Rosie smiled. Ellie seemed to switch up suddenly, her eyes turning a dark brown. Her wolf smirked. “Hope no juices got in the food,” she teased. I choked on my bacon, reaching for the juice.

He got up to move back to his spot when I said. "Get Rose in here." My voice sounded firm. Ellis paused to study my face then said, "Her parents are humans, love. I've checked." "But Kee's been with her and Ambrose the whole time!" I hastily explained. "And we both know Ambrose is no healer. She must've done something. Or Kee wouldn't still be alive!" Ellis hardened his gaze with the same suspicions. ****** ROSE After Ellis disappeared behind the door, my phone buzzed—as though it knew that the 'king' had left and it could be a tyrant once more.

she shook her head and let out a cold laugh “What a twisted reality…what a twisted way to think…I really am so odd…” she looked out at the ocean once more “This is a really beautiful place though mom…I promise to be the good girl you asked me to be…i promise to do my best…and I promise to at least try and be nice…maybe…” She made herself snicker a little. ~“Ellie…you are nice and you know it…”~ Rose said in the their mind. “Yeah Rose…you are the mean one here…” She teased out loud. ~“Ellie…I just enjoy the kill…”~

“I’m sorry. I just never thought I would ever hear my Krista call me that again.” Ellie smiled. “Grandma. Let me show you how my gifts have manifested.” She smiled. “Because I can guarantee you I am a lot scarier than anyone knows.” I put my arm around my mate. The woman I was always destined to be with. She is home, she is safe, she is where she is supposed to be. With me. Nothing could make this day any better. That was until I kissed Ellie, and she smelled different; she smelled sweet. THE END

I say in gratitude. "Rain, oh my dear, you're looking like a diva!" Elle's squaled voice halts our moment. I quickly move away from Rose and approach Elle who is checking me from top to toe. "Rose helped me." I tell her. "Miss Rose has talent for it." Elle genuinely appreciates her which sparkles Roselie's eyes. "Thank you so much, Elle. It was nothing. My sister is a true beauty who doesn't need any artificial effort to enhance her beauty." Rose says.

You’re the wallflower, not the girl the prom king takes to the prom. Ollie let go of my hand once we arrived in front of a white gravestone whose floral filigree design was the same as the two others on its left. I read the words engraved on the stone. ELEANOR SWANSON March 29, 2004 - July 07, 2021 Daughter, sister, wiz-kid “Jess, meet Ellie.” Ollie took the backpack from me so he could pull out the box of lilies from inside it. “Ellie, this is Jess.”