Jentzen And Elliana Novels & Stories

Laney stood at a corner, watching the scene as his friend was busy with his mate, pounding her endlessly with so much drive in his desire. With glare in his eyes, he was focussing on her lower region and then, lightly touching his lips as Malison fucked Jenilmia so ruthlessly. Laney's member grew hard in awe. Rubbing it, pressing the cap on the stem on a dry log, gently, he felt like getting some more from her tight pussy.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

His movements looked elegant, his voice soft and his eyes sharp, taking in everything with a single glance. “This must be her,” he declared the moment Mia stepped inside. She stiffened instinctively. “Yes,” Clara said brightly. “This is Miss Mia. Mr. Hult’s fiancée.” The designer approached mia, circling her slowly as if she were a sculpture rather than a person. “Hmm,” he hummed. “Delicate, but not fragile. I see strength, it is hidden, but present.” Mia swallowed, what was he even talking about. “I’m Elian,” he said finally, offering a dramatic bow. “And I will make you unforgettable.”

Aunty Genny must've seen the look on my face, because she reached out and grabbed my right hand. “If such amounts Bella had no idea of, were just lying around in her name… How then did the Hamilton peepsqueak get his hands on them?” “The Langley woman.” Aunt Genny said almost instantly. “Yes.” Eli confirmed. “It's only natural Julien had been contacted by the firm in charge of these funds as your husband. And then he had—with the help of the Langley woman, acquired them.” “That also explains the $80 million dollar loan.” Uncle Sebastian who had been quiet all this time spoke.

Before I could reply, Ryan was suddenly back, sliding right up next to me, he had been fast, just as he said. "Apologies, Elowen, that took longer than expected, Mr. Hanson sends his regards," he said, and then turned to the woman. "Ah, Aunt Eleanor, I didn't see you here." "Ryan, darling, you know I hate being called Aunt," she shunned him gently, then smiled at me. "Elowen, I'd like you to meet Eleanor Vance," Ryan said, putting a hand back on my shoulder. "Eleanor is my godmother, and she was the very first official investor in the company, she's the reason we exist, actually."

A young girl, bruised and on blood circulation meds—that's what your family put her through. Eliana had gone upstairs to give them privacy. Julian's hand froze. He glanced out the window as the car faded into the distance, then slowly withdrew his gaze. The tight line of his jaw relaxed at last as he spoke in a cold, detached tone. "Mr. Conton, I'm here today to discuss a collaboration. Beyond that, I'm not interested." … The car merged into traffic, and the bustle of downtown gradually faded into the thick night.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

"And you look. stressed. That crease in your forehead is darn near permanent these days." Saben caught his hair and forced a tight-lipped smile. "Just work." Benedict raised his glass. "Work, or Jenny White?" Saben's eyes flashed, growing narrow. "What's that supposed to mean?" Before he could deflect the question, the principal doors opened with their customary flair. Eliana was here along with husband Damian, baby Isla held in his arms, who gave a squeak at the sight of her uncle. "Uncle Saben!" Eliana said, smiling, walking towards him. "Guess what the whole company's talking about? You and your assistant."

The glow of the laptop screen was the only illumination in the room, a faint blue tint brushing the sharp angles of his clenched jaw, making him look more handsome. Lucian’s phone was clenched tight, he was scrolling through every piece of data Ezra had unearthed for him. It was not about the merger. It was not about sales projections, not about the damned shareholders. It was about about the night five years ago. The night that shaped the silence between him and Isla. He pressed a hand to the desk, his knuckles blanched. Elara Jensen. The attending doctor listed in old files but he still couldn't find any information regarding Doctor Jenson.

“You see, Lila told Ellie about her origins, and I guess Beta Jengo must have overheard the conversation.” The explanation shocked William even more. So Jen knows of Ellie’s origin now?! Sure, the Alpha had a feeling that wouldn’t stay hidden from the Beta for long, but he didn’t think such an information would be revealed this soon! ‘William, you don’t think Jengo went to…’ Liam trailed off. ‘No… They may be former fated mates, but Jen wouldn’t-’ William stopped himself then, as he suddenly faced northwest with wide eyes, a horrid feeling in his stomach.