Elyse Pahler Novels & Stories

Lucas enunciates each and every word. “Wow, I would have actually believed that you guys were siblings. You could have just stuck to that story.” I say making Eleanor laugh, “Also you’ve had a kid? Jeez, you are so hot, I wouldn’t have guessed that in a thousand years.” I say as I look at her body. I already look like a potato compared to her. “Thanks, my daughter is ten years old now.” She says and my mouth falls open. “NO freaking WAY. You look not a day over 25. When did you have her-“

Now his hunger had shifted to something far more primal. He had spotted her earlier at the exclusive high-stakes poker table in the private salon. Freya Larsen, 28, a Norwegian interior designer vacationing alone. Tall and athletic, with pale Nordic skin, long platinum-blonde hair, and striking ice-blue eyes. Her body was a masterpiece — full, firm breasts, a narrow waist, and long, sculpted legs. She wore a sheer black dress that left little to the imagination, the fabric clinging to her curves as she moved.

“What's the name of the bitch who killed Elisa?” “There's no point in me telling you!” “Tell me right this goddamn minute!” “Please, stop it, stop hurting yourself.” “Just tell me once and for all!” “All right, all right, I'll tell you! Her name is Isela, Isela Velar.” “Isela Velar?” “Yes, Isela Velar. A simple woman, she was a housewife.” “Isela Velar, well... I want you to remember that damn name for the rest of your life! Remember it and don't you ever forget it! Is that clear?!”

"This is absolutely delicious." Her friends looked at each other, utterly confused. "Melissa? What are you talking about?" Melissa turned to them, her eyes gleaming with confidence as if she had known the biggest secret in the world. "Don't you guys see? Elara thinks she’s so clever. She’s happily parading around with Christian Miller, acting like she’s won the lottery. But Christian is engaged to the Hale heiress. E.H, a woman of real power! The Hale's are the old money family of the circle! That means Elara is nothing but a mistress! She’s Christian’s side-piece, his little secret while he is preparing for a marriage with the Hales heiress!"

“Oh. My. God. He told you!“ She exclaimed, her voice rising with anger. Elle perked up beside me. “Well,“ I rushed, “he didn't have to tell me. We sort of guessed when we came to pick him up.“ Elyse huffed in annoyance, shaking her head. “I can't believe him! He should've been more careful!“ “Well, he is the king of Pride, and it's something he's very proud of.“ I said to lighten the mood. “Can I get included in the gossip?“ Elle asked with a nudge in my chest. Elyse groaned in frustration. “Fucking hell.” “She had sex with Lucifer.“ I said, turning to Elle. Elle gasped before whipping her head to Elyse, in front of my body. “Was it good?!“ Elyse’s anger faded momentarily, replaced by a grin

Muttering to herself, she said, “But Ella… you think marrying a poor man means a good life? No matter how capable or rich you are, you’ll still have to give in—to him, to his family. Haha… Ella, it’s only right that you can only live like this.” A fellow inmate asked, “Who’s this Ella you’re talking about?” “Heh… who else? My ‘sister’ with no blood relation, who makes me look like the fool all the time,” Piper replied bitterly. “You mean that Ella Hart who won that Paris design award?” the inmate asked. “Yes… that’s her,” Piper said with a bitter laugh. “But isn’t her husband… Sterling Corp’s CEO, Tiesto Sterling? You’ve heard of him, right? The head of the Sterling family in Elaris—he can s

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

She paused, mid sentence and was looking behind me. I turned my head around and saw the same tall blonde woman from last night, walking through the hotel suite. A white hotel robe was hanging from her shoulder, revealing the red lace bra she had on underneath. She walked into my room. I turned around and looked at Jamie, holding my daughter in her arms. I couldn't even say that it wasn't what it looked like since there wasn't much of last night that I could actually recall. "I guess now I know why you didn't answer the phone when I called. We're just going to go, I'm running late for something."Jamie turned around and left with Penelope.

She says planting kisses all over my face. "Take good care of yourself. If anything goes wrong do not hesitate to mindlink me, is that clear?" "Yes sir!" "That's my girl. I have to be on my way now, have a nice day" "A better one for you" I blow her a passionate kiss and exit the bedroom with my mind still unsettled about her sudden interest in outdoor activities. I hope she isn't up to something outrageous. ELLA'S POV I jump in excitement the moment Alpha Eljiha exits our bedroom. This is what I wanted and I have gotten it.

Larissa's viewpoint "The mischievous one is Elias. This," Tristan changed the picture, "is his wife, Ginger Dale," the woman in question had ginger hair and reddish brown eyes. I sighed. I was already getting tired and it was just the beginning. "Elias was Zillah's dance instructor during her early career. Jerónimo is their first child. That's all I know," I nodded. He flipped the picture, causing another sigh to leave my lips.