روايات وقصص ضمن Elliot Presgrave And Anastasia Tillman

It wasn't just all about the merger. It was all her and that terrified me. I was still lost in thought when my phone vibrated on the nightstand. I glanced at the screen. Elias. I carefully extracted myself from Anastasia's arms, making sure not to wake her. She stirred slightly, murmuring something unintelligible, then settled back into sleep. I stepped out of the room, closing the door quietly behind me. "Elias," I said, my voice low. "What is it?" "Sir, I have information regarding Damon Pierce's dinner arrangement with Miss Anastasia."

Elliot chuckles, placing his head on Sage's lap despite Shawn's glare on him. " I met this playgirl once, her name was Jill, and I was so in love with her. But she had a lot of issues. By a lot, I mean a lot. But I thought I'd 'fix' her . . . Ended up being the male version of her, bro." Elliot shakes his head sadly. Atlas and Shawn burst out laughing at Elliot's words. Elliot pouts, looking up at Sage as she plays with his hair. " It's time for our session." Atlas says, glancing at the clock.

She turns in her chair to look at Elliot and give him a small, reassuring nod. "Don't worry about it," she says to him, her tone softer now. "Okay," he murmurs, still looking a little shaken as he rubs the back of his neck, "Okay, yeah, sorry. I didn't mean to—yeah. Uh..." "You guys can go back outside, we'll keep talking about it tomorrow," Anastasia murmurs and everyone flees out of the room, starting with Daniel. Savannah and Logan follow him quickly, but I get up very, very slowly, taking advantage of the way Anastasia is staring directly into my eyes for the first time in three hundred years, "What the fuck, Bram?"

“Then what are you waiting for?” I let out a humorless laugh. “A sign? A guarantee that this won’t end in heartbreak again?” She shook her head. “There are no guarantees, Susan. But one thing is clear...Elliot Prescott doesn’t just want a second chance. He wants forever.” I swallowed hard. Forever. Could I really trust him with that? *** Elliot The dining room of the Prescott estate was as grand as ever...dimly lit chandeliers, polished silverware, and an air of stiff formality that never seemed to disappear, no matter how many times I sat at this table.

Almost. The strange moment when Anastasia mentioned her parents dying in a car accident stuck with me though. Grandma Eleanor had looked almost stricken, like she knew something about it. But that was impossible because she did not know Anastasia before today. It was probably just sympathy for losing parents so young. My phone buzzed with a text from Anastasia. "We need to talk about today." I called her immediately. "Is something wrong?" "Not wrong exactly but we need to do better," she said. I heard the nervousness in her voice. "If people are going to believe we're in love, we need to act more natural. Today felt stiff and rehearsed."

Elliot said once they entered the elevator and Primo nodded as a response. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator and entered the setting room, Primo's eyes shone. Everyone was working though got distracted when they saw a pretty guy enetered. "Everyone please have time to listen to me." Elliot said and everyone immediately stop what they're doing. They lend their ears and waiting to hear a new model of the agency but— "Meet Primo Aziel Hughes, he's a new photographer here. Please be mice to him." Everyone bowed down and smiled at Primo.

His beast must have been greatly satisfied. “Uncle Eliphas!’ Ashton called out. He thought that he was dreaming when he saw Eliphas in the room earlier, but it seemed that it was all real. “You are finally awake. I told you not to do anything vigorously and you actually did not listen to me. I thought that you will slip into another coma.” Eliphas said. “Uncle, you like teasing people nowadays. It is not fun at all.” Ashton said, but his eyes were filled with happiness. He really looked lazy like a satisfied beast who has just had his most admired prey.

Thomas announced the intercom went silent and the metal gates rattled as they opened. As we walked through the open gates we greeted by a shirtless man, wearing only blue faded jeans, he had light brown hair and great abs, you could tell he worked out "Welcome to the Black wolf coven" he kissed my hand as I introduced us "I am queen Anastasia, this is Thomas, the head council of the Unitaur coven and this is my mate, Damon Salvatore" I finished with a smile

The last time they spoke, she had mentioned booking a flight to Havenport, and after that, she had completely ghosted him. Elliot pocketed his phone, his eyes trailing to a familiar pregnant figure accompanied by three men. Two of them were his, and the third was probably her personal security. A smile crept across his lips in delight. "Long time no see, Mrs. Ashton," Elliot muttered, sizing her up, his hands shoved into his pockets as he shamelessly raked his eyes over her entire figure. Autumn rolled her eyes at his greeting. "Please, it’s been six months since my divorce. Kindly address me by my proper title," she replied sharply.