Ellis Stories Novels & Stories

"You should read more books. Ellie. Books are like ladders of progress for werewolves." "Oh yeah? Do they also include 'XX Bedtime Stories', 'One Hundred Thousand Whys' and 'Those Mysteries of the Universe You Don't Know'?" "What's that supposed to mean, Ellie?" I ask. She picks one of the books I got her. "Jack and the Beanstalk? What nineteen-year-old girl reads childish folktales anymore?" "That's relatable to our legend, Ellie," Chris calmly says. "But not to mine," she protests. "Thanks, but it just isn't what I was expecting."

Sadly, the story has already been said. Ellie didn't know if she should apologize for that or be skeptical of it, but kept her patience. 'Ah, I got it. I will talk... about your family.' Ellie almost face-faulted at the decided topic. 'Eliza, you know that's not going to work. My so-called 'family' are members of the Hermit Pack, remember? Of course Molly would know just as much. In fact, she'll know even more about them than I ever would.'

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

Ellis is busy rumbling on and I am just staring at her in shock. “Ellis!” “I made the story shorter.” I roll my eyes at that. “It wasn’t yours to tell.” Now I regret telling her all that. I should have known she would jump at an opportunity to have to retell everything. She has always been the storyteller. “Jeez, do you need a hug?” Clays asks and I shake my head. “You already gave me one.” “I don’t mind adding another.” “No, I’m fine, I just feel like I would have avoided some of it if I knew your friend that you were telling me about was Abel.” I watch as her eyes light up when she gets what I mean, and she places her milkshake down.

I hadn't even caught his name, but whatever—it was just a one-night stand. After dragging myself through a quick morning bath, I managed to walk downstairs, my steps light and cautious. “Oh, my beautiful daughter! Finally, you’re down," my mother, Elissa, beamed, meeting me halfway to pull me into a tight hug. "You didn't even wake me up when you got home last night. I should’ve hugged you first thing.” Looking at her, I had to admit she had aged beautifully. Ever since my father passed away, plenty of men—even a few celebrities—had tried to court her, but no one had ever caught her attention.

“Starting early, huh? Here, Riley. Black with a little sugar, right?” I took the coffee, grateful for something to do with my hands. “Thanks. You guys don’t have to babysit me, you know.” Ellis dropped down on my towel and patted the spot beside him. “Who’s babysitting? We like the company. Especially when she looks like you in that bikini.” We sat together, me between them again. The conversation picked up easy, like we’d known each other forever. Ellis asked about what I did for fun back home, and I admitted I used to love dancing but hadn’t been out in ages because Mark preferred quiet nights in.

😌💙💙😍 Me. Hi, girls! I need you guys right now! It's urgent! It's a matter of life and death o!! I checked if they were online and it turns out they were not online. After waiting for what seemed like hours, Mitchelle and Christabel finally replied. Bel.🦋💗 What is it, babe? Are you alright? Mich.💘💘 Matter of life and death? Wetin sup?! Me. Uhmm. It's not really serious o.

Elisa had been bugging Brent to go downstairs to play the other day, and recently she wanted to hear a story again. "Well, how about mummy telling you the story of Cinderella? Haven't you always wanted to hear it before?" Hermosa thought for a moment and pulled out her phone, searching out the original Cinderella story. "No." Elisa said subconsciously, "I've heard it all before, I want mummy to tell a new one." "You've heard it before?" Hermosa was stunned, then immediately responded, "Uncle told you?" "Hmm." Elisa nodded, and seeing that Hermosa's expression was not quite right, she took her by the sleeve again and begged nicely, "Mummy, you don't blame uncle, okay ......"

And, instead of judging me for trying to steal Leo’s fated mate, Ellis praised and supported me. Of course, I suppose Ellis’s reaction shouldn’t have been that much of a surprise. After all, Leo had stolen Ellis’s mate from him. Crazy, right? What a small f&&king world. Ellis described the story to me in a lot of detail. Today, I can acknowledge that Ellis probably lied or changed a few of the facts in the story, so I am not sure how much of it is true anymore. However, back then I believed it whole-heartedly.