Elsa Green Novels & Stories

It was almost as if she was calculating her words, they carefully went out from her mouth like she was sure but still had doubts about what she had claimed. I heaved a sigh. It took a second for me to answer and so she talked again. "What? You didn't?" There was a hint of disappointment in her voice. "It couldn't possibly be Hillary," she's talking about the genius beauty queen in our school which regularly competes with everything I do, literally everything, "I mean, she is intelligent but not intelligent enough to outwit you or to pass the admission test," she breathed hard, through the phone I know that she's thinking profoundly, "and the only one who could possibly beat you is Eddie Long

She looked at the caller ID and said to Ella, “You can work on your own for a bit, right? I need to take this call.” Ella nodded obediently and continued her homework while Eleven stepped outside to answer the call. “Mr. Reynold,” she greeted respectfully. “Where did you go today?” Leo asked coldly. “We went to the hospital to visit a woman named Elsa Sutton,” Eleven replied honestly. “The hospital?” Leo narrowed his eyes. “Who is Elsa?” “She’s someone Miss Smith met overseas, apparently, she donated blood for Miss Smith while she was pregnant," Eleven explained, then described the relationship between Amelia and Elsa, based on what Amelia had shared during the hospital visit.

“Stella, you take such good care of yourself! Your skin looks like that of a girl in her early twenties—I’m jealous.” “Oh, come off it! You’re just buttering me up. Your mom’s inside—go on in.” “Got it!” Eleanor linked arms with me and walked inside. “Mom, I brought Scarlett!” The assistant nurse closed the door behind us. Elisa’s office was spacious, featuring not only a workspace but also a treatment room. The treatment room door opened, and she emerged wearing a white lab coat. A woman in her forties, she sported a sleek, stylish short haircut. Well-preserved, with light makeup that barely showed her age, she radiated the charm of a mature woman—intelligent and graceful.

"I'm fine… I'm okay. Is something up, Eli?" Excitement barely contained, Elijah said, "Well, about half an hour ago, I got a call from a Ms. Green. She claims to have known your mother, and she's just returned to the country. She's learned what's happened to Everlast. "She couldn't reach you directly, so she tracked me down through mutual contacts. She wants to meet you tonight—she has something important to tell you. Win, you have to meet her. For her to go to all that trouble and show up at this critical moment… She's not here to give you trouble. She's here to help!"

A pair of suspicious emerald eyes peered through the slight opening. “Myrna? What are ye doin’ coming all the way out here?” The woman glared at her. “It’s been ages and ye think ye can jus’ come traipsing over here all ‘ladedah’ like nothing.” “Elsbeth,” Myrna sighed, “Are you going to let us in or make us stand out here until the sun sets?” Elsbeth shifted her gaze to Melissa. It was intense to be the sole focus of those strangely bright green eyes. Like they were able to see deep inside her and bare her soul.

I say trying to calm her. Elsa and I are more than friends. We are more like sisters, we both stand at a height of 5'9 with golden hair, the only difference is our eye color. Hers are a light brown shade while mine are a very deep shade of green. Most people think we are sisters but we are both just two orphans that met one faithful day, fell in love with one another and became inseparable ever since. My mind is brought back with a mocking laugh behind us, I turn around and find Samuel.

Jennifer thought about crying at first but now she shivered and sat back in her seat. What do you me..a. n.?" Klaus didn't even finish when Gabriel stopped him by putting his finger on his lips. “Your Majesty, Lady Elsa is here,” Gramson said and was heard by all. Turning her head, she saw a girl in a pink dress, beautifully dressed, came in.

“E-excuse me, umm – I’m Luke Sager and –” “You’re here to be a subject for the heat suppressant.” She said interestingly and she chuckled after that but that made Luke doubt his decision of going there. “I’m Gar – Elisa Egold, the assistant of the head researcher of this project.” Her voice altered as she talked at first but it returned as she said her name and she was done with her activity as there was a click heard inside the room. “Nice to meet you, Luke Sager.” Elise said when she turned around, he found that she was in a half werewolf-human form which only happened when the inner wolf and the self’s desire and passion coincide with each other.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

She is clearly competent, her demeanor professional yet friendly, providing a detailed overview of my schedule and the tasks ahead with a confidence that belies her youth. Elise is part of Laura's team, so she is well aware that I am not Verona. Laura's strategy is meticulously plotted, leaving no room for errors. Elise is to act as my assistant, while in fact being the true stylist, her expertise crucial to maintaining the ruse of my role as Verona.