Elsie Bray Novels & Stories

“I promise.” She dressed Elsa in a soft pink onesie, packed her diaper and clothes bag, kissed her every few minutes like she couldn’t help it. Because she couldn’t. **** Mrs. Winifred’s house sat on the outskirts of town, white walls, flower pots by the windows, a little wooden chair on the porch. Before Briella could knock, the door opened. Her grandmother stood there, small, silver-haired, wrapped in a thick navy shawl. She was old but still very energetic.

Blake asked his first question. “No, Elsie is Elsie. No more, no less.” Elsie replied with her large green eyes looking at Blake. “Okay, do you also have powers we should know?” Blake asked. Elsie lowered her head and shook it. “No, to become Elsie, Elsie had to give the seven laws to brothers and sisters. Did I do wrong?” Elsie then looked up at Blake and her mothers with tears, worried she would be scolded for doing wrong.

"As long as Mr. Lloyd is willing to take me, I'm willing to go." Valerie said nothing. She closed her eyes, her fists clenching so tightly her knuckles cracked. It felt like the air itself was pressing down on her from every direction. One word came to mind: annoying. Damn it, this Andrew really had a way of getting under her skin. Elsie was one of their prized auctioneers, someone the Reyes family had gone out of their way to recruit. Her looks alone were stunning, but her professional skills were even more remarkable.

Amelia sat down and Maisy quickly began to brush her untamed hair. "You know, miss, I was really surprised when the master came into the mansion carrying you like a princess. I mean, that was the first time I saw the master being so affectionate towards someone. But it probably won't be the last now that you live here. And I was really relieved when you're not arrogant and bratty like-" before Maisy could finish her sentence, Helga stopped her. "Maisy. Stop spouting unnecessary things to the young madam" "R-right. Sorry. Hehe," Maisy said and continued to brush Amelia's hair.

she was behind him when he entered the living room. "that was quick" bella said looking at elsie just be sure she was not being held at gunpoint. "am good with people, that's why am the woodley’s chief marketing and communication officer, you know branding..." "we know that already joe, hi elsie" lewis said, "look, am sorry i stood you up..." "let's talk in the car, bye bitch i'll miss you elsie hugged bella before she left.

She says as she sits next to me and holds my hand. “Okay I guess you are right.” I say. “Wow, you listen to her in a go but not to me even after I begged and pleaded. This is unbelievable.” “Well, she is listening to the boss.” Eleanor says as she snaps her fingers. “You. Are. Not. My. Boss.” Lucas enunciates each and every word.

She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help. I gave in one day and bought us this little house that was run down and needed a lot of work. While we rented this small apartment. I worked on the house behind Sadie’s back. It was hard to pull off any surprises around Sadie. She always knew what I was up to. She couldn’t help it, but I did my best to keep it off my mind whenever I was around her and so far it seemed to work. Unless she knew and just wasn’t telling me. I didn't want us to bring our new daughter home to a small apartment. I wanted Sadie and my daughter to have a home that belonged to us. Sadie even made a new friend at school. Her name is

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Hilda looked forward at her husband, who stood at the door. "Don't just stand there. Come and see your beautiful grandmother." She said to him. Edward walked towards her and looked at Catherine. Catherine smiled when she saw him. "Aw! She is smiling! Look at her cute smile." Hilda said. "Can I hold her?" Edward asked his wife, knowing what her response will be. "No. I haven't carried her long enough." Hilda said. Rebecca scanned the room and couldn't find Crystal. "Where is Crystal?" She asked her parents.

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema