Jelsa Novels & Stories

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.

Ksamil shimmered like a hidden paradise in late April 2026. The Albanian Riviera’s southern jewel earned its nickname as the “Maldives of Europe” with its powdery white sand beaches, impossibly turquoise waters, and tiny emerald islands just offshore. Warm sunlight sparkled across the gentle waves, while the air carried the clean, briny scent of the Ionian Sea mixed with pine from the nearby hills and the faint sweetness of grilled seafood from beachside tavernas.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

His dark hair was perfectly kept, his face sharp, too clean for anyone who’d ever set foot in the Ruins. He didn’t look afraid. Just curious. “You’re from outside,” he said, tilting his head. “I can smell it.” Abigail instinctively shifted, blocking Samuel with her arm. “Move along.” The young man smirked. “You don’t get it. I work here. With Makan. Which means I know exactly who you’re here for.” Abigail’s jaw tightened. “…And you are?” “Eli,” he said easily. “Junior liaison for the Cultural Integration Program. Or, in your language, the guy who makes sure the Ruins stars don’t break when we polish them.”

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

Just werewolves and vampire things. Lyla's pair of hazel beads moved swiftly to the right and left. Staring at Ash who was still clenching his mouth valve. "I can’t join, right?" Lyla tilted her head to the left — staring at Ash questioningly. Ash gave a faint nod in response. "Sorry, maybe another time. Okay?" refused Ash politely.

It looked fantastic against the equally blue sea. Finrod pointed upwards. “See that?” He was pointing at a small circular thing. She could see far-reaching branches covered with leaves above it. There was also water rippling from it to the sea at the bottom of it. “Is it a falls or something?” “Virsathen.” Yntreia’s voice was so serene the one word she said brought goose bumps to Ellaine. “That place is called Tranjie, the haven of the Virsathen. That is our destination.” Finrod started descending the stairs towards the shore.

Jasmine POV: Beth told us that Mr. Hanzo and his wife Elena were from family of duke, they both were from town ‘Ventalis’ which was earlier under Kingdom Ostoban and ruled by royal family of ‘Zanis’. 20 years back there was a disastrous earthquake in western part of Kingdom Ostoban, because of which entire western part that was which was considered under Kingdom Ostoban territory was engulfed under earth, thousands of innocent had lost their lives, many home were shattered, seeing this disaster old King Carlos had abandon entire western part and declared it as deserted land.

Haris asked Elsa to convince Haya to work in his company in Bosnia and Herzegovina to make Haya go back to her own country. Haris and Seth explain to Elsa their plan to help Haya to regain her memory by sending her back to her own country. Elsa agreed to them. Even though the old lady feels sad thinking that Haya will leave them when she regains her memory. But Elsa knew that she would need to do what is right for Haya. She cannot keep Haya to stay with them when she knows that Haya will deserve a better life than this kind of life that they have here. They agreed that Elsa would convince Haya to apply for an overseas job which is located in Bosnia and Herzegovina.

Seb’s heart tightened with anxiety. “Grams are you sure about this” Jace asked dampening her face and arms with a wet towel “You know the risks Jace” Helia whispered back drinking the foul smelling bubbling liquid. Seb wondered what was all in there but thought better about asking. She released the wings back into the air. They fluttered gracefully hypnotizing Seb yet again. “ Letjeti Me U Zemlju Besmrtnika Dragi Moj Prijatelju ” Helia said in a foreign language eyes closed tightly. The wings flapped harder before diving into her open mouth. The blue glow still showing as they passed down her throat.