Elody Novels & Stories

her sweet and melodious voice spread throughout, hitting Hilary’s nerves that both man and wolf tensed feeling irritated but couldn’t do anything at this stage, as Elodia’s voice continued to ring in their ears. “Oh! Is that so? Hehe, that’s great then. I will prepare myself and meet you there …” she cheerfully said before going silent for a while and then speaking again, “How can I not know it? Its just several minutes away from where I stay. The Whitecrest club, right? Got it, dear. I will be there on time no matter what. I will not embarrass you!” Elodia cheerfully chatted with whoever was on the phone, and Hilary caught every single word that Elodia spoke as well as the other party said

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

Xoxo Soph. I look over at my phone and the clock it's not even five in the morning. “What the heck?” I said out loud. I throw the covers off of me, and I put my sneakers on. I throw on a sports bra, and I brush my teeth. Within ten minutes, I am coasting on the treadmill. Music is blasting in through my ear pods. Demot (See Yourself in my eyes)” by Fred Again starts playing. It's this random Indie EDM song I came across one day during a Peloton class. It pretty much says the same thing until these few lines I love. “Fall in love with someone that enjoys your weirdness, Not someone that tries to talk you into normal.” And then Elliot stumbles through the doors. “Perfect timing” my su

They were slow, measured, and deeply deliberate. Elodia moved closer, crossing the carpet until she was standing right beside Zariel. She stepped in close enough that the boutique manager could no longer comfortably overhear her words. She came close enough that Zariel could smell the thick, heavy scent of her perfume, something expensive, cold, and predatory. When Elodia spoke again, her voice had dropped to a low, quiet hiss. It was a private murmur designed exclusively for Zariel's ears. "Enjoy that diamond while you still can, honey," Elodia whispered.

Her voice choked with emotion on the other end. "Come home this weekend. We've been waiting for you." "Okay." Three days later, my phone rang nonstop. It was an unfamiliar local number. After a moment's hesitation, I answered. "Hello? Is this Cole Newell?" A man's voice came through, slightly anxious. "Yes. What is it?" "Mr. Newell, I'm very sorry to disturb you so abruptly. I'm Ms. Ellison's assistant, Bruce Riley!" His voice was urgent. "Ms. Ellison requests that you come in as soon as possible! It's extremely urgent!"

My blood ran cold as her words washed over me, and my veins turned to ice. A sudden throbbing awakened near the back of my skull, warning me of an even greater headache on its way. Me. They wanted me, to… what? In a flash, Elodie stepped forward and genuflected all in one motion. She bared her pretty teeth at the assembly, draping one leg somewhat seductively as she let one hand glide along her thigh. “Lords and Ladies” she began a little breathlessly – something very unusual for her – “It would be my greatest delight to perform for you now, in all its sensuality, a dance known to the far west of here as– “

Roman’s breath hitched. Elodie leaned back against the leather seat, eyes locked on his as she slid two slender fingers down her flat stomach and over her swollen mound. “Watch me, Mr. Ashford,” she whispered seductively. She parted her slick folds with her fingers, showing him everything—her pink, dripping inner lips, her tight little hole already clenching with need, and her swollen clit peeking out. A thick strand of her creamy arousal stretched and broke as she dipped her middle finger inside herself, moaning softly at the wet sound.

The idea of my next design… Elodie was my next design.