Elsie Hughes Novels & Stories

The witches and wizards and this eerie aura made people feel afraid, but this man seemed to not have any. But it might be because he was an expert and knew how to suppress his aura just like Ashton. He looked like a completely ordinary man but Maya knew that he was not simple. So this was the infamous wizard that conjured her birth and even cursed her! She was already twenty but she could not feel the presence of her wolf. She felt nothing like a wolf. "Child, you have grown," Eliphas said when he saw that Maya had been eyeing him. "Sorry I saw uncle Eliphas and felt excited and forgot to do the introduction," Ashton said as he smacked himself on the head.

She couldn’t help it if every new person she met was more distracting than the one before! “Elsie Cannelin, twenty-three, from West Virginia. She was part of a very private coven there. They kept her disappearance out of the media which is why it took me a while to track her down.” Lewis scrolled to a picture of the woman called Elsie. Sparkling green eyes, curly red hair, and a huge smile stared back from the screen. She had been beautiful, and seemingly happy. That girl was nothing like the corpse they had found on the complex stairs. The tightness in Vanessa’s chest returned.Nick took her hand in his.

she said with mock primness, “I actually care about my man and his business. And maybe I’ll make some findings.” Sue smirked. “Ooh, look at that. Mrs. Winthrop in the making.” Eloise sighed dramatically, leaning back. “Well, make sure your findings include a yacht for me. Preferably with a private bartender named Max.” The three of them burst into laughter, their voices carrying over the sound of the waves. After a moment, Sue sipped her drink again, then asked, “By the way, what about our psycho princess, Irina? Haven’t heard about her for a minute."

K•E•L•S•I:::: "Kelsi, What's happening here?"Who's that? Mum asked coming towards me with the things she bought, while looking at Anita departing figure. "Uhm....She's just a friend", I smiled, taking the goods from my mum who look unconvinced about my reply, I knew she could see my unsettled body language. "She is my Friend mum, ermm.... I mean my class mate, she was greeting me" I grinned, trying to reassure my mother.

I-Shirley Chapter 5 Shirley went into the kitchen to get herself a glass of water. She’d worn her hair up, smeared a good amount of Aloe Vera on her face, but kept the region around her eyes dry for the blindfold. Drinking water before bed was something Shirley had done almost all her life, though she only found out about the health benefits a few years ago. Throughout the years, she knew it was a good practice to drink a glass of warm water before going to bed; at least, that’s what her mother told her when she was still a little girl. The woman would bring her a glass of water, make her gulp everything and then send her to sleep. Sometimes if Shirley goes to sleep without drinking, it woul

She quickly runs towards the room next to her, then asks the head. “How may I be of help to you, my lady?” she asked, while looking at the floor. The headmaster of the orphanage’s name is Baroness Christie Blair of the Blair Family. She’s married to the Baron of Blair, who’s close to the 3rd son of the late Emperor, Emperor Julius. “Did you really clean this room?!” she asked Clementine. “I did, lady Christie,” she replied. “Clean this room again, and if I saw another speck of dust in here, you will receive another punishment, understand?” the Baroness shouted as she threw the rag on Clementine’s face, then left the room.

The woman was typing something on her computer, and Ava took the opportunity to study her. Because she looked a little older than most supernaturals, Ava couldn’t tell what she was or if she was supernatural at all. She didn’t have the pale skin the vampires did, so she ruled that out. She dressed elegantly, and her greying hair was in a professional bun on top of her head. The name badge on the desk said, ‘Mrs. Benton, Student Welfare Coordinator.’ Ava stood nervously in front of the desk, unsure if she was to just sit or be polite and wait for an invitation. With nothing in her hands now, she could only wring them together while waiting for Mrs. Benton’s attention.

I whisper weakly, smiling as Elsie walks in. Sally sighs, most likely at the loss of a good piece of gossip. She closes up her clipboard and gives Elsie and I the room. Elsie was my favorite person in the world after my husband, Zach. She was the baby sister I had always wanted and when my parents had adopted her eight years ago after her parents had been killed by rogue wolves, I had been excited to finally have someone to dote on, to share secrets with, to have as a confidante. We had grown close incredibly fast, and had been inseparable ever since, much to the surprise of the pack and even my parents. Elsie and I had done everything together and when I got married to my husband five years

Diana shook his head sadly: "I was so dumb that day that I didn't even recognize my Madam. In fact, no matter what, as long as you and your husband haven't divorced, you are the wife of the Smiths." Diana was the old housekeeper of the Smiths and used to help Mrs. Smith with errands. Because Mrs. Smith has always liked him, even Diana was great for her. She clenched the doorknob, lowered her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Grandma, is she okay?" Diana shook his head: "It's still the same, there's no sign of waking up." Rachel West took a breath, only to feel bad. Grandma is such a good person, why did she become like this?

Emily would listen, nodding politely, but her mind was always elsewhere, lost in memories of her brothers and the life she had left behind. Inishola, perceptive and understanding, gave her space. He sensed her sadness and tried to comfort her in his way, providing her with books to read and encouraging her to explore the vast estate. He even arranged for her to have her horse, a beautiful black mare named Nyx, hoping that riding might bring her some joy.