Jentzen And Elliana Novels & Stories

The sales consultant’s eyes went completely wide with recognition and terror. "Mr... Mr. Vane.." the consultant breathed out, bowing his head instantly. Killian ignored him completely, stepping so close to Elara that his frame completely blocked her from the rest of the room. He looked down into her eyes. "Is anyone causing you distress?" Killian demanded. Elara looked up at him, entirely unphased. "This boutique simply appears to have a rather stubborn pest problem today." Jane’s eyes were completely glued to him. She stood frozen, looking back and forth between Killian and Elara in shock.

Code: 0822. 1. Her birthday. A cold shiver ran down her spine. Julian wouldn't have used that code; he usually forgot her birthday until his secretary reminded him. Whoever was running this "Renaissance Trial" knew her better than her own fiancé did. The service elevator was cramped and smelled of industrial cleaner. As it climbed toward the 80th floor, the silence was deafening. Elara’s heart hammered against her ribs—a frantic, rhythmic drumming. What am I doing? she wondered. I’m an architect, not an athlete. I’m a woman who spent the last month worrying about silk thread counts.

“So… we actually made it back in one piece. That’s a win, right?” Kent raised his glass. “Barely.” No one laughed. Elara looked around the table, her gaze moving from Benita to Cillian. “So,” she said finally. “What’s really going on between you two?” Benita froze, her fork halfway to her mouth. “Nothing.” Kent snorted. “It’s love turned poison.” Benita shot him a glare. “Stay out of it.” Cillian didn’t look up from his plate. “He’s not wrong,” he said quietly.

Lena POV The car ride was suffocatingly silent. I clutched my phone, Ethan’s message burning a hole through the screen. My mind was an absolute mess. A few hours ago, I’d been planning a romantic Easter proposal and a Maldives getaway. Now, I was fake-engaged to Ares Kincaid, Ethan’s boss, and sitting in the back of his luxurious car like some kind of twisted Cinderella. Ares sat beside me, one leg crossed over the other, exuding effortless control. He glanced at my phone. "You’re not going to reply?"

“I'm talking to the four of you and you're sensing your mate. Are you gay?” Alessio, Enzo and Marco brushed their hands over their foreheads in frustration. Their palms were already sweating, to them it seemed that everything was going to crumble, the lies they had taken so much time to build. “Oh goddess, please save us!” Enzo silently prayed. Barely saying this, they saw Eleanor stepping down from the stairs towards the grounds where they stood. No longer Eleanor, she was now Ren.

“Crystal Forest pack members, I now present our newest mated members, Marcus and Rebecca March and Theodore and Jenni Martin. Please join us for a meal and celebration.” As we make our way to the center of the room where the table is set up for us, a cold wind blows through the common area, no windows are open and no doors lead outside for there to be a breeze. I look at my father and see he is not affected by what has just happened, neither is Teddy, Bex, or Marcus. I start to feel very heavy, like I am under water, and I know that I am about to have another vision. I grab onto Teddy with intensity. I feel him go rigid, and hear him call for my father, but I black out. I see nothing, hear n

Elianna sneered, "You’re trying to manipulate me morally. Didn’t you hear? I’ve abandoned medicine. Now, I’m a businesswoman. If you want anything from me, it’s all about business. Show me your sincerity if you want to negotiate." Joseph's tone was equally cold as he said, "And what does Ms. Carrington consider ‘sincerity’?" Elianna: "Didn’t you beg me once? How will you show your sincerity now?" Joseph froze. Elianna said expressionlessly, "What, noble Mr. Kensington, the billionaire heir of the Kensington family in Sylphora, forced to bow before someone like me? I’m sure that would be worse than torture for you. You said that woman is important to you—prove it."

Jessica turned pale because of anger, “Little girl, what are you talking about? I am Zayden’s fiancee. Of course, I am a family member.” “Fiancée? So, you haven’t got married to Uncle Collins yet.” Eliana shrank behind Alice, blinking her eyes innocently. “You…” Jessica didn’t know what to say. Sitting behind Alice, the old man secretly high-fived Eliana, still looking as calm as usual. “Enough. Max needs to rest.” Zayden frowned and glanced at Jessica, “It’s late. You can leave. I will stay here and take care of Max.”

When the girl named Elle pulled away from the hug, she turned to Luciana with a smile. "You must be the future queen." "Meet Luciana. She's my wife. And you are right, she will be the the future queen." "I'm Janelle. Friends and family call me Elle. Raziel is my cousin. A pleasure to meet you." Elle introduced herself, before hugging Luciana, taking her by surprise. "It's a pleasure to meet you too." "I will see myself inside." Elle declared, and Luciana guessed that it was not the first time she was coming there.