Glee Elliott Gilbert Novels & Stories

DRUNKEN MISTAKE. Giordana. "Hi, Phil." I heard a sickly sweet voice from behind us. We turned and I saw who it was. The woman from my engagement party, Brenda Wilson. "Hello, Brenda," Philip greeted back with a smile. 'Interesting.' "How have you been? " She asked still sporting her smile. "I've been good," he replied in a cheery tone. "You know I can make you better," she drawled batting her fake eyelashes and biting her lips seductively.

He launched himself off the bed and wrapped his arms around me so hard I laughed despite the sudden sting behind my eyes. “Does that mean he’s okay?” he asked into my shoulder. “Yes,” I said, voice thick. “He’s okay.” That seemed to be all Elliot needed. Downstairs, Gerald stood near the entryway, suit immaculate as ever, though there was a faint bruise blooming along his jaw he hadn’t bothered to conceal. That alone told me everything. “Good morning,” he said. “If you’re ready, I can take you both.” “Where?” I asked, though I already knew.

Elliot’s gaze drifted to the six-figure cheque that sat on the mahogany table. It had enough zeros to give Noah a lifetime of tuition, a clean slate, and a way out of the shadows of Black Halo forever. Elliott’s head snapped up, his eyes darting between Noah’s pale face and Julian’s smug. "What the hell is this?" Elliott’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble. Julian leaned back, his eyes dancing with a sort of affection. “Hey, Ginger beer.”

Chelsea gave him a glare with a blush without saying anything. As Yeager chuckled and pushed the door open to enter, he turned serious in the blink of an eye. “Ms. Wolfenden!” Yeager straightened up. Sadie nodded. “Come have a seat. What’s the matter, Yeager?” Yeager answered, “Mr. Gillete from the Gillete Group was somehow beaten up in our building’s parking lot…” “Wait! Who!?” Sadie asked in shock. She could not believe it. Who would dare hit Wilson—or be able to hit him—nowadays?

Eva standing in front of the mirror with her hand on her belly, "what are we gonna do love your father is not understanding me. Tell me how am I going to make him understand that you are his son?" Gil's father Andy Michel threatening a doctor to provide a fake DNA test and showing it to Gil. Gil slapping Eva. Eva on bride gown standing at the entrance of the Church watching Gil kissing another bride. Gil mocking Eva, "Oh! that message.. see you were on my favorite list so it mistakenly got sent to you." "What you.... you are wearing a wedding gown. Hahahaha I am so sorry for the message. It was really not meant to be sent to you... I am so sorry."

What surprised Fane was the fact that his old friend, Gilbert was behind Raphael. Gilbert looked at Fane as if he was a stupid madman. Fane frowned, wondering why Gilbert was so much like a fly. He saw Gilbert wherever he went. In truth, Gilbert was no threat to Fane at all, but his mouth disgusted Fane. Fane did not want to waste his time on Gilbert, so he exited the pill aura room without saying anything, preparing to return to his room to train. Yet, Gilbert shouted at him before he even took three steps, "Fane, you really surprise me. You actually dare to step into the pill room, and spend such a long time in there too!

When I found him, his eyes were locked on the door, where Gilly had just gone out of, but he made no move to go after her, so I did. I took a big whiff of the air, outside the hall to determine where Gilly had gone, and I followed it until I reached the second hallway, but my annoyance flared when I found her on the ground, with three maids hovering above her. “What the hell do you guys think you’re doing?” I yelled, marching up to them. I recognized the maids from my time as one, but I didn’t know their names. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t our very own Ellie who fucked her way to the top,” one of the maids spat, folding her arms over her chest. Gilly snapped her head to me but said nothing

My mind was spinning with a mix of emotions I couldn’t contain anymore. The moment he pulled into the driveway and turned off the engine, I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned to him sharply. “Why did you do that?” Elliot exhaled through his nose, rubbing a hand over his face before looking at me. “Do what?” “You didn’t even listen.” My voice wavered with frustration. “You just shut it down.” He turned fully in his seat, his piercing eyes locking onto mine. “Because it was bullshit, Susan. Gerald is using you. He’s using our relationship as a PR stunt to fix the company's mess. And you were actually considering it?”

If he went on like this, his legs would be disabled. All of this was due to Beau. Gellert's eyes were covered with a layer of haze, and he still had a smile on his face. However, this smile was no longer gentle, but carried a chilling chill. "Gellert! Have you heard what I said?" When Hollie saw that he had been ignoring her, she flared up. If Gellert hadn't come to ask for their cooperation, Hollie wouldn't have ended up like this. She could have followed her own steps, graduated from the film and television academy, and entered the entertainment circle as a newcomer.

Atticus asked “What kind of antidote does something like that?!” “I…” I heard Gerald’s voice falter and, damn, he was so lucky my mate was in my arms at that moment, or I would have made him swallow all his teeth right then and there “This is just another trick! Can’t you see?! She probably planned this scene from the beginning, so you would suspect me…!” “If this is her doing, then why exactly was that vial with you, Gerald?” Elliott questioned “Because, I don’t know if you realize it, kid, but now all suspicions are falling on you!”