Guest 1337 X Elliot Novels & Stories

Our place here. “I don’t owe you an explanation,” I growled, stepping into the room, the tension thick between us. Frank turned his gaze to my mate, eyes filled with suspicion. "Elliot, who the hell is this guy?" Elliot. So that was his name. Fucking delicious. Elliot's eyes flickered between me and Frank, clearly torn as he struggled to find the right words. I could see the panic in his eyes, the desperation to keep everything hidden. "He's... just a friend. He came for a visit. That's all."

I scoffed under my breath, forcing myself to look away even though I knew I couldn’t. Aria was bold, and she was gorgeous. And I was screwed. Elliot was the first to crack. “Damn, I need to talk to Lila,” he muttered, his voice low but determined. Before Ryder could react, Elliot was already on his feet, weaving through the crowd. Ryder reached out, grabbing at his arm like he could stop him. “Elliot, are you serious right now? We’re supposed to keep the fans here, not chase after the strays!” Ryder hissed.

"Natalie, don't marry him… Please, look at me." The guests erupted into an explosion of whispers. "Isn't that the Zeller heir? Why did he show up dressed like that?" "Is he here to crash the wedding?" "But doesn't he like the Graf family's adopted daughter?" Whispers rippled through the room like a rising tide. I dug my nails hard into my palm, my voice cold as ice. "Why are you here?" Elliot's breath caught, pain surging through his eyes. "I'm sorry. I was wrong."

She replied, then turned to her boys, “I’m sorry, let’s go over here.” I stood there and waited for them to finish their business and leave, then I walked back in. Elara looked up at me with inquisitive eyes. “Coast is clear.” I told her. She didn’t waste any more time, hitting me with her shoulders on her way out. I couldn’t help it. Like the pervert that I’d turned out to be because of her, I brought her fingers to my nose and took her scent in. ** “Get all her details. Every single information, I want nothing left out, Mike.”

I start fighting him as I struggle to get air into my body because of the tightness of his grip. I start to remember what I learned with Ally and I grab one of his fingers that is around my neck and I pull it back as much as I can. And I can hear them breaking but he doesn’t budge. What the fuck. So I go for another one and he grabs my hands with his other hand while he looks at me. “How is it possible that you love that cunt?” - Elliot asks and I dart my eyes opened. How did he know Gabe was a Lockwood. I never mentioned his last name to anyone here.

Mendez called out but Jade was already out of the house. He took the elevator down. By the time he got downstairs, he saw Elliot leaning on his car, he was wearing his usual all black street clothes, a smug plastered on his face. Jade stopped a few feet away, folding his arms tightly over his chest. He was still burning with rage from everything that happened earlier. "What the hell do you want, Elliot?" Elliot's smirk widened, entirely unbothered by the hostility. "I just secured a spot at the Bureau of Land Management site out west. Total wilderness. we can drive out tonight, you know, enjoy tonight"

I covered her hands for a while, then flipped up my blanket and walked into the bathroom to shower changed into a bathrobe and headed out. There were no servants in Vassel of Heaven's duplex apartment because she does not want one. Elliot is in the living room playing with a bottle of flowers by himself, cutting off the excess flowers. When he saw me coming out, he immediately lowered his head and greeted me, "Young Master." "Give me some information on Christine'q family relations. I want it from everyone in the clan." I said indifferently as I walked to the sofa and sat down. "Williams?" Elliot seemed startled at first and then nodded.

The fact that he was still a teenager piqued my interest. "You came," Ellie repeated, still in her excited euphoria. She clung to me, and we stood still, fortunate that the stands were empty. I wasn't really keen on too many students gawking at us. I guess Ellie knew that beforehand; otherwise, she wouldn't have charged at me like that. "Not exactly." I had a cheeky grin on my face. My hands then roamed downward and grabbed a big handful of her generous ass. I then whispered, "I haven't come since that night in the hotel when I had you pinned under me and moaning to the high heavens."

Ryan: @Elliot Why open in Capital City of all places? Elliot: Because my good friend, Adora is there! Mason: @Miles Spill it—are you two secretly dating? Elliot: @Mason Don’t be ridiculous. It has nothing to do with him.

“We will go to your apartment. Confront Lila. Get answers. Then we find Jax.” The drive back felt endless. My mind raced Lila’s hidden camera, Thornton’s leverage, Jax’s betrayal wrapped in protectiveness. And underneath it all, the constant throb between my legs, the slick reminder of Elliott’s ownership still leaking out of me. We pulled up to the building. Lights were on in our unit warm, deceptive. Elliott didn’t knock. He used the spare key I’d given him weeks ago and pushed the door open. Lila sat on the couch, knees drawn up, laptop balanced on them. She looked up, eyes red-rimmed.