Ellie Walls Novels & Stories

Disregarding her protests, I leave the bathroom without a backward glance, firmly shutting the door behind me. With Elle occupied in the shower, I take the free time to explore her room. It's the first time I have ever been here, and it's not what I expected. Her walls are this deep, dark green, with one accent wall of gold. This wall is lined with different house plants lined against it, all in varying shades of green. Against this wall sits a mac desktop, laptop, and iPad on top. All papers and pens are placed in their proper spots, and a complex coding problem is scrawled across a whiteboard in neat handwriting. Does Elle know how to code? Since when? I have a solid understanding of codin

Hope you are enjoying Rejected so far. Ellie xo

Ellie immediately occupied herself with Patting Anna's head and brushing the latter's long Curly Brown hair with her fingers, She Especially loved ' Combing ' Anna's hair as the hair was too Curly and Unique. " Anna, Anna, Anna, When will you be Happy again?, When would all your Tears and Sorrows End, Baby girl? " Ellie mumbled getting a little Emotional. While she was still busy with her thoughts, the Sound of her Phone ringing interrupted her. Looking at the Caller's ID she saw that it was the Receptionist's. ' Davi must have arrived. ' She thought and she was right. Answering the call. " Hello? " " Good Afternoon Miss Ellie, A Woman named Davi Winfrey Is here with me and she's asking aft

“Evening, Ms. Brower. Sorry for the late arrival of our newest residents.” Ellie smiled. She directed her focus to the A****n-like women. The shortest of the four stood at least six feet tall. There were already ten women living inside the dorm, all of whom were tall, muscular types as well. Ellie felt short and tiny compared to them. Her smile widened as she glanced at each one but none of them returned the gesture. They looked tired, angry and out of sorts. Sympathy welled inside Ellie. “Welcome to your new home.” Ellie spoke softly. “I know you have been through a lot but you’re safe here. I’m Ellie, your house mother.”

ZANE AND ELLIE'S STORY ELLIE Eight months ago… “Oh God… this can’t be real. Not my sweet Chloe,” Ellie Winters whispered urgently to herself. She was alone in the doctor’s office where she worked, so nobody heard the fear in her rough voice. She was shaking from the shocking videos she had just seen on James’s laptop, completely by accident while searching for a file her boss had asked her to print.

"If pressure is applied it will move and the wall will fail at that point." She looked at the third stone from the left. "How do I fix it?" she said. “Wedge a smaller stone under the left side," he said. "It will distribute the load." She found a smaller stone. She wedged it under the left side of the third stone. Edmund pressed on it again. “Better," he said. She stood and looked at the wall. “Good," she said. Edmund came to find me in the library. "Ellie built a retaining wall," he said.

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

Ellie thought as she sauntered slowly down the streets. “Gone are the days when wealthy people have several maids working for them. Just as if they were royalties but now, they have decided to do their works by themselves. Don't they know that it has led to lack of job opportunities.” She said and hissed out tiredly. “Gosh, I am so tired like right now.” She said and sat down in front of a house. “I am so thirsty.” She said and yawned. <><><><><><>

Maxwell Ellie is leaning over the counter. Her breast almost spilling over the small bikini top. The thong of her swimsuit draws attention to her firm buttocks. I lightly run my fingers up the back of her thigh. Ellie jumps, but relaxes when I put my hand on her back. In a gentle voice, I say, “We got married eight months ago, and I have never gotten a good look at you naked.” “Would you like to see?” she asks as she seductively shakes her hips.

Ellie is keeping herself busy inside the office, looking around to see what she can see, but the fact that there is nothing else but paperwork has already made her bored. Knowing she will do Arthur's job is already making her sick. She sat in the swivel chair, turning it like a nine-year-old girl, then stopping on the glass wall to see the view from below. It made her dizzy seeing how high she was, and she wondered what would happen if there was an earthquake while she was in the office.