Ellie Walls Novels & Stories

But the dark comforted me, especially when I am upset. There are passageways through the walls. Some of them aren’t good for being tall. I remember a couple times when I first started living in the walls that I bumped my head. But now, I have learned to live downward. My legs and back are always bent. My hands constantly rest on the floor. Sometimes my hands help me move faster. I remind myself of a spider.

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?”

~Mel~ The plan was simple enough. Sneak out of the mansion, go to the party, try to have fun—or at least pretend to—sneak back in before Carmine returned, and act like none of it ever happened. After convincing me to go, Ellie dragged me to her room. The moment I stepped inside, I was overwhelmed by its vibrancy. Her space was a kaleidoscope of colors, a stark contrast to the dark, oppressive mansion. It was impossible not to feel at least a tiny bit of happiness here. The room practically radiated with Ellie’s infectious energy, the kind that made you feel like anything was possible, even if just for a little while.

Meeting their curious gazes, I gave them a quick smile and lowered my head to shovel a few bites of food before replying indifferently, "Things are not working out. We'll be getting a divorce soon." Mom sighed, but she just gave Dad—who was still dazed—a quick pat. Then she forced a cheerful tone as she urged us to focus on our meal. My phone buzzed with a new message. It was an apology from Ellie's assistant, Jaiden Roth, in the workgroup chat. "I was just messing around. Big thanks to Dr. Harper for not taking it to heart. My apologies if my post bothered anyone." But the bragging was pretty clear. Soon, Ellie replied, "It was just a joke. There's nothing to apologize for. If anyone's both

“It appears so. However, this woman only goes to her chambers and the library. The servants do not talk about her. Though, the food is brought to her chambers. She seems not a human, but also not a werewolf.” Her situation sounds like one for a mistress. She rolls her eyes and leaves the bathroom. He is truly shameless. He has given her another reason to pit him and this pack against the world, to punish his insolence after everything his wife has gone through. — I could hear shuffling and hushed murmurs. As I turn and flutter my eyes open, I saw Ellie talking with someone on the door. It was not a man, for a man does not have such a dazzling gown. I was familiar of the gown, but sleepiness

Immediately Chase disappears through the door, Ellie shrieks and slam her hand onto the table next to us, “ I don’t like girls like you. I don’t like rankless girls who try to walk their way up by throwing their dirty and shapeless body on a man. Stay in your limit or else..?” I swallow back the urge to laugh at her ignorance. “I don't expect us to start braiding each other's hair, Ellie, but I'm here to work for you. Can we do this without getting on each others neck, please?” “I don’t know what game you’re playing at, little female.” She hisses. “Just know that I’ve got my eyes on you.” She gives me a slow once-over with her piercing green eyes, then turns rudely away and saunter off in a

It's the first day of the recruitment exam, many people from various sectors around the city have come to do their best to pass the test to become one of the wall guards. A couple of days ago when Pulte had just quit his job, and opened his old weapons room again, he remembered the times when he was still part of the defense unit. He cleaned the room all night long and barely finished before dawn. After all the work he had done, he called Liam. "...Pick up, pick up." "Oh hey, I just finished cleaning up some old stuff and I forgot to ask, how am I going to get back to the defense department again? I forgot to ask yesterday."

"Aren't you sad?" She shrugged. "It's just stuff. I can make more stuff." "What about the people? A lot of people just died!" Ellie kept walking. "How long have you lived there? How many of those people did you know? And now it's just gone." Ellie stopped and turned. Her brown eyes studied his face for a moment and her mouth twisted to the side in thought. "Yes, I will miss those people and it is sad. But this is war. Right now, the enemy has won this battle and standing here mourning won't change anything, except slow us down and get us caught. Those people, the ones that bombed us, are going to be counting the bodies and when they find a lot more stuff than bodies, they are going to be sea

well, I was Ellie from Willowbrook, whose most adventurous deed lately was trying a new herb garden on my kitchen windowsill. My townhome, with its soft, warm lighting and the faint smell of sage and lavender, felt worlds away from the no doubt steel and glass empire Alex commanded. I loved my little sanctuary, with its quirky charm and walls that could tell stories of generations. The vintage posters of old movies contrasted with the modern splash of a geometric rug on the wooden floor, creating a harmonious blend of past and present. It was home in every sense of the word. Lila refilled our glasses, her movements graceful and familiar in the space I cherished. "You know, Ellie, just becaus

After she finished changing her clothes, she directly went to her car and drove home with Ellie. Ellie Gill is from the countryside and left her home because she couldn't handle the toxicity around her. Luckily, she landed a job in the entertainment industry and became her manager for four years now. As soon as they arrived at the apartment where Ellie lives, they immediately bid farewell to each other. Before Ellie could close the car door, she stated, "I am very thankful to you, Giselle," Ellie stated, "I hope everything in your life goes well. You deserve the world."