Ellie Stickmin Novels & Stories

Ellie voiced out from beside her as she examined the trinkets on one stall. “Oh, do loosen up, Ellie,” she says, smiling. “Can’t you see? The people here look happy and free of any malice. Now, come, let us enjoy ourselves.” She pulled her to another stall, selling food in a stick. She heard some call this ‘street food’ and that it tastes delightful.

"It's a family day, remember? No turning down sugar." "Yes, Mummy! No turning down sugar!" Elian yelled, throwing his arms in the air like some drunk Viking soldier. She sighed, having no choice but to accept the candy stick. Their fingers brushed when she reached for it, and Camille felt a little jolt in her belly. Pierce smiled. "To the next one! To the next one! To the next one!" Elian yelled repetitively, jumping really high into the air over and over again, his body entering into super mode.

Her dad was doing his best, and that's all that counted. "Stop playing with your food," Ellie said, leaning closer to him. "You're not five." "Stop kicking me under the table," Cane whispered back. "You're not five." "I'm not kicking you," she said, looking down. From the other side of the table, she saw a quick motion and looked up to see Strand's face turning a little red as he looked away.

Ellie said, putting on a devilish smile amid her hurt. Turning to the hefty men, Ellie commanded, "Cut his thing off and break his bones. Make him paralyzed. Let the show begin." She crossed her legs and sat back, ready to watch as the men approached Clark with a knife and a rod. His confidence shattered as the reality of Ellie’s resolve dawned on him.

the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name. "Because I'm quite content with the title of being your stepfather, Lilly," Zeek fired back, causing everyone to laugh even harder. I couldn't help but giggle quietly, attempting to cover my mouth to keep it from being heard. However, I failed, and everyone turned their attention towards me, including Lilly, who smiled. "Aww," she said, and the girl beside her agreed. "Where did you find her?" she asked Zeek, who rolled his eyes. "She isn't some animal I picked up on the side of the road, Ella," he replied, while Ella scoffed.

"Michael. But you can call me Mikey." "Mikey, how fitting," he said, his goofy grin still present. "Oh and this amazing person next to me is going to be the next Bill Gates, I'm sure of it!" "Shut up, you turd," his friend yelled, hitting him in the head. Then he looked at him and gave a small smile. "Eric." And from that moment, Mikey knew that Anton Emma was something. He would be the key to reaching his goal in football.

“We’re sort of in the dream realm, Aurora.” “Ora,” I correct her. She smiles at me. “Ora, I’m Ellie. A hybrid, very similar to yourself.” I looked at her cautiously. “If I’m dreaming, you’re a figment of my imagination. Right?” She gave me a half smile and looked to her left. “Ora, we have a common enemy and, according to a friend, you can help me stop her,” Ellie turned her head toward me. “Ora, please help me stop Millicent.”

b " I will be honest with you, this is the first time that I've ever seen Ellie go gangster . It makes me wonder if she has ever been killed before? " " She was trained by my father so she's pretty gangster and she's as gangsta as they come but she can get brutal to come to think of it when it comes to protecting what she loves she is a clinical executioner if you think Carlo messing up Maxwell's life has anything to go by , you ain't seen nothing yet when it comes to Ellie ."