Eloise And The Grump Next Door Novels & Stories

“My daughter…” She hears someone enter but keeps her eyes fixed on her grandmother. “Doesn’t want you here either.” Eloise joins Celine, taking her hand, “You are a bully, you always have been. I have no idea how our father has tolerated you for these hundreds of years.” There’s a small cough behind them and they turn to look, her grandfather is approaching with a large envelope.

Jorden Oliver went back to the living room after watching people being sent away. Kristen Oliver has gone downstairs in the living room, and Mr. Old Oliver is severely reprimanded 2. 'Queenie, who are you looking for? How long have you been apart? First a Xenos Winter, and here comes another fiancee. ' Mr. Old Oliver sighed, hating iron to produce. 'You say you, let Grandpa say you are good? Elvis is such a good child that you can't look down on it. You have to look at it ... what do you young people say? '

She put her hand on the wall beside her, closed her eyes to stabilize her emotions, then looked at Riccardo, forced a smile: "I know, you take care of grandpa first, he is old, it is inconvenient to walk, if he falls it will be bad, I will go change clothes." Eloise said, then turned and went upstairs. Riccardo did not follow her, just stood behind Eloise, leisurely said: "Miss, I advise you not to drag your mother into this, the boss is angry, you have to accept it." Eloise had only taken a few steps, hearing Riccardo's words, her whole body stiffened. "I know, you go take care of grandpa." Eloise spoke very calmly, but when she returned to her room, she leaned against the door and fell str

I walked into the kitchen with my mother trailing behind me. "Glad you're finally getting to relate." My dad called from behind. I tried not to roll my eyes. If relating meant being locked up in a cupboard then I didn't want to. I entered my room and shut the curtains. The last thing I wanted to see was anything related to the house Nextdoor. As I collapsed on my bed, my eyes caught a simple lemon stick on notes plastered on my window. Curiously, I tiptoed to the window and peeled it off. Instinctively, I raised my eyes to the room opposite mine and saw someone looking at me with an amused expression on his face. It took me some minutes to recognize him.

“Eloise, what about Cosmo? He doesn’t like going out, does he? I bet he doesn’t even come with you when you shop for clothes, right?” The teasing was obvious on Elaine’s face. She looked genuinely pleased to compare their married lives, using it as a chance to belittle Eloise. But Eloise didn’t show a hint of irritation. She replied calmly, “I’m old enough, I don’t need anyone to come with me when I shop for clothes.” Right on cue, Ardiel chimed in and pointed at the stain on Eloise’s blouse. “What happened to your top?” Eloise answered with no emotion, “Just spilled coffee. I figured I might as well buy something new.”

Perhaps Elsie was a witch, and used her craft to poison the minds of my family. Usually Oris would spend his days cooped up in that library, his nose in a book everyday. But now, he spends very little time in the library. Especially during the day. He seems to be attached to Elsie's hip. On this particular day, Oris was hanging off Elsie like a shadow. They were in the garden playing with Gracie, and while I admired Oris wanting to spend time with his niece, it was unlike him. Usually such a private person who craved solitude, he very rarely socialsed with others.

DAVID POV: KNOCK … KNOCK I was just done making dinner and George was sitting in his chair doing his homework quietly when the knock on the door came and he immediately got up from his chair and flew to the door. “Aunt Eloise.” At the mention of Eloise, I stiffened for a slight moment and then went outside to receive her. “Hello…” Eloise greeted me before I would and then leaned to hug me lightly. As soon as her skin touched mine, my cock moved with joy.

"What's wrong?" She paused, "I-I've some work. Is it okay if I go to the office a bit late?" Her face was almost pale. Something must have happened. I touched her arm. "Eloise, what happened?" No way I'm leaving her alone. She looked up. Her beautiful eyes turned red. She seemed to be holding back her tears. "Gr-andpa... H-he has a sudden attack this morning."

Rhode mumbles to me with a smirk as Eloise rolls the film and readies for another one. "Rhode stop being a little prick and give me a proper smile" Eloise reprimands him, her words making Rhode chuckle as they take him by surprise. Eloise loves to get a good photo, and she's had it with Rhode giving her grief about it evidently. "Good Boy" Eloise grins sweetly before turning back to the party and wandering over to the table full of food. "My mum just called me a prick" He continues to chuckle to himself.

“The Elders are... They’re not taking it well. But everything’s set for tonight.” I nodded, swallowing hard around the lump in my throat. “And Elise?” “Stone-faced as ever,” Chris replied, his jaw tightening. “I can’t read her at all.” Before I could respond, a knock at the door made us both jump. Chris opened it to reveal Ophelia standing on the front step, a bag in one hand.