Novel & Cerita Eltingville Club X Reader

POV: Elara I woke to silence. Not the peaceful kind. The heavy kind. The kind that presses down on your chest and makes every breath feel like work. My phone sat on the nightstand, screen dark. I reached for it, fingers trembling, and pressed the power button. The screen exploded with light. Notifications flooded in, hundreds of them, thousands, the numbers climbing so fast they blurred together. I scrolled through the first few. "Elara Sinclair caught in shocking affair."

In this house where everything unspeakable was allowed as long as it stayed unspoken. Vane’s pupils contracted to pinpricks. I saw the exact second the realization hit him—that I wasn’t guessing. That I knew. I leaned in until my split lip almost brushed his ear. “Does it hurt you to see him like this?” I murmured. “All marked up. Used. Does it make you want to kill me… or does it make you want to remind him who he really belongs to?” Elias whimpered again—soft, broken. He pressed himself harder against the headboard like he could disappear into the mahogany if he tried hard enough.

she laughed as well. "Well, he is my soulmate and there's that. You've heard the rumours of those vampire wolf pets who indicate soulmates right? Well he has four. Oh Tisia, Xander is so amazing, and thoughtful, and good to me, he's such a good listener, he always knows what to say, when to say it and he knows the perfect time to comfort someone. Oh Tisia, he's amazing" I rambled. "Well I'll be damned. Elle Rivers is in love. I always knew this day would come. I didn't know it would be this soon. This is perfect eek" she said excitedly with a smug look on her face. I just blushed and avoided her eyes.

My hand is on his arm and electric sparks fill it and he stops, with his back still towards me he only snaps out “Stop it, we can not.” Obviously, this means keep going in my mind. “What's your name?” I chirp. “I.. I’.. just have to know who you are.” This next part I’m not proud of. I choose this moment to suddenly have nervous diarrhea of the mouth like I’ve never flirted or talked to a man in my entire life and can’t shut up. “I love your eyes, they are so hot, you’re.. You’re so beautiful, I’m Elle by the way. I saw you last night with your friends, I’m a tarot reader you know, if you like I could pull some cards for you.”

The thought of Raven Blackwood being somewhere in this crowd made my heart race. Was he already here? Elara pulled me toward the bar, her white dress glittering under the club lights. “Relax.” Her voice was low against the club’s loud music. “You look like a deer caught in headlights.” “I’m fine,” I lied, brushing my hair back as if that would calm the storm inside me. But then, as if the universe answered my silent plea, I saw him. Raven Blackwood.

It showed chapters. CHAPTER 2. CHAPTER 3. The elevator sped up, the numbers blurring. "Wait " Elara screamed, grabbing the rails. "If Julian is a draft then who is writing this?" Elias looked up at her, his eyes suddenly flashing with that electric blue. "You are, Elara. You just haven't reached the end of the page yet." Elara found herself standing in the middle of a crowded diner. The smell of burnt coffee and grease hit her. She was wearing her waitress uniform.

"I already knew," Elvin said, breathing hard. "How long was I able to last?" "I won't tell. Let's see if you can make me climax and run wild early." Elvin handed her the book, and Eve flipped through the pages, looking for a sex scene to read. Elvin guided her to one, so she began reading, and he moved to settle between her legs. His tongue met her wet down there, and she squirmed, stifling a moan. No doubt, it had become wet after her game with him.

“Be serious, Els. So, what do you say? Are we going to Alpha Tobias’ place, or not?” “It’s a date, Tor,” she said. I pointed a finger at her. “Remind me never to underestimate your capacity for cunning.” Ellie took the paper off me and folded it in half before stashing it in the magazine rack. “Best few dollars I ever spent,” she said, smiling. We decided to visit the rival club on our first free evening. In the meantime I did some research. In contrast to Alpha Calvin, it seemed the owner was a model citizen, more likely to give to charity than fleece a competitor.

When we successfully put her inside, I sat beside Callie and Vivi sat in the driver’s seat. “Oh, God, Elara Marcelline Dela Vega, you’re not a virgin anymore!” she blurted. “Can you please stop for a moment?” I faced her. “Yes, I’m not. You’re happy, now,” I replied for her to stop. But I’m wrong. Callie threw successive questions. “I told you, Vivi, when we stayed overnight in the club, something different happened to her already. And she was the only girl who blooms and glows after having a steamy session with someone and after a heartbreak.”

Yvonne playfully complained. Yarely gave a small pout and whispered, "He's close by your side, isn't he? And you say he's not 'personal'? You're just being stubborn." Yvonne could not help but laugh and released Elio's arm. "You've got us figured out, Yarely. You're so observant. This is Yarely, the club's owner, and this is Elio." "It's a pleasure to meet you," Elio greeted her respectfully.