Joel X Ellie Novels & Stories

We feel them kicking again like they are excited that we are awake. After five more minutes of them kicking, Jolene falls back asleep. I continue watching my show on N*****x. I am in season two of the show. I am at the part where Joe kills the famous guy Hendy after he finds the pictures he had been taking of drugged girls because he was worried that he was going to go after Ellie.

“I am fine, Maria.” Her reply came almost instantly. “That doesn’t look fine, Ellie.” I exhaled softly. “It’s over now.” There was a short pause before her next message. “If you need anything, Ellie. Tell me, I’m here.” Then another. “I am definitely on your side, Ellie. Jared wronged you.” Maria was our mutual friend, our supporter. We met at a party she threw for her birthday celebrations. I thanked her for her support and was about to lock my phone when something flicked in my mind.

I slipped my phone from my pocket, thumb moving fast across the screen, sending a message into the group chat: Me: Keep it going. Tease her. Insult her. Don’t stop. It’s making my doll laugh. Mateo’s reply popped up instantly: Mateo: Say less. As long as you will be giving us a bonus this month for a job well done.” What followed after I agreed to their terms was pure entertainment. Jaxon: “You know, if Ellie sees you, she might relapse.” Andy: “Nah, bro, she’ll just think it’s Halloween again.”

ZANE AND ELLIE'S STORY ELLIE Eight months ago… “Oh God… this can’t be real. Not my sweet Chloe,” Ellie Winters whispered urgently to herself. She was alone in the doctor’s office where she worked, so nobody heard the fear in her rough voice. She was shaking from the shocking videos she had just seen on James’s laptop, completely by accident while searching for a file her boss had asked her to print.

When I get there, I'll see if there's anything else I can do with him. Kunyare, I haven't come across any liandoan p*****a salvia yet, so I'll simply go ahead and destroy it. He and Vannie are in a relationship. After all, they are both being discarded, and they are recycling each other at the same time. "Let's get going, Ate les!" "Ellie," Ellie whispered as she swiftly raced up to me and gripped my wrist as we walked out to the beer party with her friends.

The room smelled of damp wood and earth, the faint glow of moonlight streaming through a crack in the roof. “Stay here,” Joel said, his tone leaving no room for argument. He disappeared into another room, leaving Elora standing in the dimly lit space, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her thoughts raced. What had she gotten herself into? One moment, she was out for a midnight walk, and the next, she was running for her life with a guy who claimed to be part of some supernatural world she didn’t even know existed. Joel returned moments later with a first aid kit. He sat on the edge of a tattered couch and began tending to his wound.

And Jerol, he is no less happy. Well, and Ellie? Ellie... Ellie... Ellie!!! She is just there, happy with her child which is due next month, and happy with Grego too. Her relationship with Jerol is just, gross. They exchange nothing more than pleasantries and that too, only when it's necessary. Well, I haven't gotten close to her as well, but I consider myself more closer to her than Jerol, but nothing that can be termed as friendship. We are just, humans with a sense of humanity.

"It's dinner, you know. Besides, she seems smart enough to make up her own mind about a date. And that's all it is, a dinner date." Elaine studied him again. "Just watching out for my town." "Well, your town seems to know every damn detail of this situation. It didn't seem to scare Lexie off." He was starting to get really pissed off. "I should think you'd be glad I'm making friends in this town." Elaine finally gave him a smile. "I am. I'm telling you to be straight with her. Don't promise something you won't deliver. You don't even expect to be here after this week."

“Elizabeth, give me the phone. Dial your grandma Pearl’s number.” Grandma Pearl is Ellie’s grandma’s friend. They would often play cards or watch dramas together. “Hello? Pearl? Are you watching the Japanese drama I told you?… Is the actor handsome?… hahaha… Of course he is! He’s Ellie’s man! Don’t believe me? Hahaha Come here to see.” Ryo and Ellie could not help but exchange amused looks as they listened to one side of the phone conversation.

Meeting their curious gazes, I gave them a quick smile and lowered my head to shovel a few bites of food before replying indifferently, "Things are not working out. We'll be getting a divorce soon." Mom sighed, but she just gave Dad—who was still dazed—a quick pat. Then she forced a cheerful tone as she urged us to focus on our meal. My phone buzzed with a new message. It was an apology from Ellie's assistant, Jaiden Roth, in the workgroup chat. "I was just messing around. Big thanks to Dr. Harper for not taking it to heart. My apologies if my post bothered anyone." But the bragging was pretty clear. Soon, Ellie replied, "It was just a joke. There's nothing to apologize for. If anyone's both