Novel & Cerita Elliott Glee

His words made my heart melt. “Wrong. Wrong. You're making a mistake.” Elliot says and walks away. Trevor turned. “Babe, Elliot's gone mad. I don't know what's gotten into him.” I was so scared I could even utter a word. Elliot had grabbed the mic, shutting down the music. The hall went silent. He stood in the middle of the floor, mic in his hands. “Hello, everyone.” Heads turned. “Well. I'd like to say a few things. You all know me, I'm Elliot. Your Ace hockey player.” He chuckled. “First of all, happy birthday to the birthday girl. My beautiful ex.” he looked at the crowd, then, towards me.

Kehlani immediately came over to hold Elliot, "Elliot, can we go back to the car and wait for Daddy first?" Elliot nodded and turned to Skylar with his big red eyes. "Goodbye, Skylar." "Goodbye! Stop running around, okay?" Skylar warned him. "En!" Elliot obediently replied, wiping away his tears as he walked. Kehlani was somewhat surprised to discover that Elliot was actually so sad when he parted with this girl. What exactly was this girl's identity? To be honest, she had worked with Mr. Tucker for four years. She had never seen a woman appear beside him, and Elliot had never acknowledged any woman approaching Connor.

The doors slid open, and there stood Elliott. He was dressed for an event in a tuxedo and his hair was perfectly in place. But he wasn't alone. A younger man, perhaps twenty, stood just behind him, adjusting a silk tie with a bored, practiced elegance. He looked like a polished version of Noah. Their eyes locked. For a split second, Elliott was taken aback. He felt something real and uncomfortable, and then he immediately buried it behind a cold exterior. “Noah,” Elliott said with a flat voice.

"Fine, but she'll need to be checked thoroughly first. After that, she'll be escorted to join you." Felix continued grumbling, throwing out a few more choice insults for good measure before Helena gently tugged his arm. "It's okay, darling. They won't hurt me. You go ahead, and I'll catch up with you soon." "They better not! Anyone who dares upset you will answer to me," Felix threatened before leaving. … Once inside one of the buildings, Elliott finally let out a sigh, shaking his head in disbelief. "Dr. Zeller, you've missed your calling—you should've been an actor. For a second there, even I believed you were just some brainless trust-fund kid."

I tune out when she starts talking about Erik and how smitten Scar seems to be. I don’t want to think about my sister being with someone, even if it’s just kissing. Aunt Cerelia glances over at me and closes her eyes for a moment, then smiles. "Elliott will be here soon," she informs me. Great. I nearly groan aloud, but manage to make the muscles in my face contort in what hopefully resembles a smile. Sure enough, it’s not long before I hear footsteps outside. Then the door swings open. Elliott walks in, blond hair tousled like he’s been sparring or running. He looks taller. More muscular. His hazel eyes flick to me and away again too quickly.

Rally told me you're basically a regular with those dancers" Elliot closed his eyes shortly. "I'm going to kill Rally" Jade scoffed. "Hit a nerve?" "No, I just don't need you believing every stupid thing that comes out of Rally's mouth" Jade laughed dryly. "But it's not a lie though, is it?" There was a beat of silence. Elliot looked at him. "You jealous?" Jade rolled his eyes. "You wish" Elliot smirked slightly. "There he is" "There who is?" Jade frowned, slightly

How dare you tease me in front of Dylan…’’ Dylan laughed. ‘’Whoa… Karlisle, you really don’t choose any place and time for doing your thing… But, really, I don’t believe that. Stop making jokes like that. It’s weird.” Steffan rolled his eyes to make it quits with Karlisle. ‘’Duh… Of course, Dylan… You know this friend of ours can be super annoying and cheeky.’’ Karlisle just smirked as he gave Steffan a meaningful look, Elliot suddenly appeared in the scene while he is holding Simon’s phone that is booming real loud. Elliot’s face is showing disgust since Simon’s ringtone is the sound of the falling and breaking glass.

Elliott gave me a quick peck on the cheek before putting some soap on the wash cloth and helping me wash my body. A few more rounds of fooling around later and we were getting dressed to go. I tried to discretely watch what kind of stuff Elliott was choosing to figure out what was appropriate to wear to the mall since I’d never been before. I was certain the things I’d seen Amelia leaving the house in were definitely not what most people wore to places like the mall. I watched him pick some light gray jeans and a deep green sweater that was just tight enough on his arms for me to still enjoy the view of his muscles. He pushed the sleeves up and I could see some of his tattooed forearms. He p

Elliott sat in the back seat of his sleek black car, his sharp eyes focused on the phone screen as his personal assistant, Lucas, drove them to Sarah’s apartment. The low hum of the engine was the only sound in the car. When they pulled up in front of her building, Elliott didn’t bother stepping out. Instead, he simply typed a short message and sent it. Elliott: I’m outside.

Some guests exchanged glances of shock. Others simply folded their arms, unsure how much of what they were hearing was truth or spite. “Gotta hand it to Bella,” Elliot said, wearing a mocking smirk. His tone oozed sarcasm. “She saw through them right away. If her adoptive family actually had money, why would one be a janitor, one run a barbecue stall, and one work as some lowly waiter?” He let out a laugh—short, crude, and meant to be hurtful.