Enola Holmes Tewkesbury 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-“

Olivia placed the head and buried it in front of the tombstone. "Olivia, your master would be at peace if he knew you avenged him," Enola comforted her. After paying respects to her master, Olivia took Enola to another nearby tombstone. When Enola saw the name on the tombstone, Gideon Hills, she was immediately excited. "Is this Grandpa Gideon?" Olivia nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Enola. I only found out that Grandpa Gideon was buried here when I was chasing down an enemy in South River City. It's also why I brought you here today."

At least on the surface. Enola stepped out of the car first. A black dress hugged her figure elegantly, her dark hair falling over one shoulder. Almost immediately, several guests recognized her. Whispers spread. "The Winery Queen." "That's Enola Spark." "The woman who rebuilt Spark Winery." "The youngest businesswoman to achieve that level of growth..." Enola had gotten used to it. Or maybe she had simply learned how to ignore it. Damian came around the car and instantly placed a hand on her lower back.