Me And A Guy Named Elvis Novels & Stories

Even just the thought of Caesar made tears suddenly spill from my eyes. Elvis, fresh from his shower, frantically wiped away my tears. "Did I hurt you somewhere? Don't cry. It breaks my heart to see you like this." I shook my head through my sobs. "I shouldn't have gotten involved with you." Elvis pulled me into his arms, sliding his arm under my head. "But you already have, sweetie. So let's see this through to the end."

Could it be that he had been hiding in the backseat for the past few months? I thought about Georgia and Alexander’s date, so I deliberately said loudly, "Your daddy has a lot of dates now, so he has no time to have dinner with us. We'd better not waste his time." Elvis immediately hugged my thigh and said seriously, "Daddy doesn't have any date. He comes back home to eat with me every day." I was a little annoyed. He went on a date with another woman last night. But Elvis said that he went back to eat with him?

He assured me and I smiled. I felt safe, protected and loved in my brother's arms as if he'll protect me from every harm. He then looked at Christian and asked, "Who's he?" I grinned and wrapped my arms around Christian. "Christian Elvis. And I am Sophie Elvis." His eyes widened for a second. "Christian Elvis, the entrepreneur? And Sophie Elvis? You guy are married?!" He was taken aback. I nodded and beamed. He looked at him and smiled, "Nice to meet you, Sir."

"How's he going? And Nikki?" "Yeah, they're good," I smiled. "They've converted me into a Yankee, which I'm sure will impress you Eli." "How dare you!" He joked. "I told you that I'd only let you go if you became a Mets fan." "He's right," Tyler spoke up from beside me. "I mean seriously, who trusts a team without a mascot? You've always gotta back the underdogs." "Thankyou!" Eli had quickly become rather animated. "I'm glad that someone in New York still has common sense."

So he deliberately interrupted and showed his position again, "I know, I never forget, and I don't suspect... once, it was uncle who taught me to protect the person I care about, and I won't let him down." He had never doubted it before, but now... Elvis opened his mouth but could not say a word. This was what he said to Harry. "You have to believe that everything I do is for your own good. Your mother's name is Gloria, and my name is Elvis. We are born in the same mother's family, and you are her only child. Can I hurt you?" Elvis was very sad, and he slammed his palm on the table. "If it wasn't for Melissa, your mother might not have died."

Nicholas continuously twirled an exquisite lighter in his hand, and after murmuring to himself for a moment, he said, "Use my name to set up a meeting with him." "President, do you want to meet him in person?" After Luna heard this, her face was full of shock. "Maybe that guy Longhini was waiting for Nicholas to come to him." Vice President Elvis revealed the truth with a single sentence. Upon hearing this, Luna seemed to understand the situation and immediately nodded. "Alright, I will contact his secretary now." At that moment, Vice President Elvis's phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and muttered a few words. After hanging up, he looked at Nicholas.

Elvis stated. “Oh– but why? Is there someone you want to meet there and why are you tied up.?” The guy asked warily. “It's a long story- never mind.” Elvis said. “we need to find a girl, Sierra by name.” “Am I supposed to know her? I only know a rando that crumbled our magical walls recently, is she the one?” “Probably, she has a talent for causing trouble wherever she goes,” Elvis said sarcastically, earning a jab from me, I knew it was kind of true but he had no right talking about her like that.

I was approached by someone whose face I couldn’t see very well due to my blurry and teary face. Elvis who I hadn’t seen for some weeks now came into view. He was the one who was my friend for like two days before I got really close to Killian. I didn’t even know why I hadn’t been seeing him around. “Esmeralda.” He said as he got to me. The tears ceased, but my eyes were still a little bit blurry. “Elvis. It has been a while.” “It has. I was standing over there then I saw you. It’s a very big loss. No one saw this coming.” He said.

he asked, a touch of annoyance in his voice. I let my mouth curve into a mysterious, pleased smile. I picked up my phone and sent a quick text. Then I looked up at him, my eyes twinkling. "Oh, nothing. Just confirming a date for tomorrow night. I'm going out to The Rusty Nail." I saw the immediate confusion on his face. "You mentioned the live music was great there, right? Elvis says the place is phenomenal." "Elvis?" he asked, his confusion shifting to suspicion. He walked over to my patio chair. "Who the hell is Elvis?"

I gathered my forces and, with the assistance of Adrian, reclaimed the title of King of Vampires! "Daniel, what's the problem, dude? What did you call me for?" Hearing a voice drew me back from my reverie. When I turned around, I saw a man who appeared to be 23 and had a well-kept beard that gave him a roguish and wild appearance. I cracked a grin. "Adrian, how are you doing? Is it true that I haven't seen you in a while?" I said this as I walked up to him and hugged him.