Meliodas Elizabeth Kiss Novels & Stories

Theresa wheezed, rushing over to kneel beside me with her soft hands moving comfortingly inside my hair. I gasped, tears filling my vision as I scrambled away from the woman who towered above me like a wraith, her narrowed hazel eyes and long blonde hair billowed around her shoulders like waterfalls. “Listen to me, Elizabeth Milkhart, because I will only repeat this over your grave.” Cassandra Blackwood hissed, pointing one crooked black claw at me as a scream lodged in my throat.

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

Leila bellowed at him, struggling to free herself. I stood up, shaking my head pitifully at them. “it's such a shame, though, you would be spending the rest of your miserable life locked up in the dungeon.” I hissed, turning away. Felix ran towards me, panting. “Princess Kira, we just found the attacked wolves. Elizabeth is dead.” He blurted. I heard a loud ear piercing noise that came from Declan before he passed out. The sight of Elizabeth's dead body was indeed gruesome. The arrow had hit hard.

“What do you want me to do? She looked at me patiently. I was mesmerized by her grace. “Forgive me your Highness. I don't want to waste your time or cause any trouble, but I think you know what I'm talking about.” Her answer only increased my confusion. “Tell me your name, please.” I enquired. “Melissa Owens.” She stated simply. What a name for my mysterious mate. “So Melissa, what is it you wanted me to do?” I asked, trying hard to keep my voice low. “Since you know my name now, I want you to reject me.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek and he smiled at her before turning to me, looking me dead in the eye, "and I accept, Hilda Elizabeth Marlowe, as my mate and future Luna." I could only watch because my eyes remained glued on them, unable to look away. He shifted her hair from her neck and elongated his canines, his eyes glowing silver as he sank them into her neck, making her moan. I staggered back, as applause erupted and Elise's satisfied eyes met mine. She was clapping for her daughter who was beaming from ear to ear, blushing from the bond she had just established with Kian, while my heart bled and my chest burned.

Kiera While I stood frozen in my internal problems, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something strange happening across the pavilion. Lady Elizabeth had retreated to a quiet corner near the dessert tables. She was leaning close, whispering urgently to a young, unfamiliar maid… it was a girl wearing a plain grey uniform I had never seen before. Elizabeth slipped a heavy gold coin into the maid’s palm, and the maid suddenly turned her head, casting a cold, calculating glance straight at me.

It made her tense. “Your lips…” The Master stated again. “It's just like hers. Plump, and, the color of Fuchsia magellanica.” Elizabeth was confused on listening to all what the Master had said. She didn't understand everything he had been spewing. “Camille,” The Master breathed out, his fingers still trailing around Elizabeth's lips. “You are Camille.” “No,” Elizabeth said. “I am not Camille.” “Then who are you?” “Elizabeth Pott, and I am looking for my best friend.”

Her purse swayed by her high-heeled feet as she catwalked, offering smiles and waves to the students she passed. “Is she a student here?” I asked, unable to help myself. “She doesn’t look like a teenager.” Emorie blanched as she turned to me, “You don’t know who that is?” I glanced at the woman once again, coming up blank. “Am I supposed to?” “That’s Elizabeth Steinfeld. She’s a senior staff here. But—” She shot me a look, “She’s also King Killian’s very public girlfriend.” My eyes widened, “King Killian as in, The Lycan King? The most powerful man in the realm King Killian?”

'I want to taste him. Carefully, Elizabeth discarded one of her pearl earrings. He had to suppress a moan as she slid out of her chair and under the table. "Daaamit," he whispered, almost incredulous at her confidence and bravery. Then, with almost no uncertainty, she lowered her head and closed her mouth around his pulsing trunk. "Fuck! Ahh!"

They believed he didn't also know where Nicole is, but they were mistaken. Eliza stormed inside their mansion and yelled, "I'm home!" Zamiel is standing while carrying their daughter who is now sleeping peacefully. Eliza gave Zamiel a back embrace. Zamiel rejected her attempts to kiss him. Eliza appears frustrated that Zamiel hasn't fallen for her tricks despite everything she does. It appears to be ineffective. "It's only a kiss, why do you even want to be kissed," Eliza remarked. Zamiel cast her a chilly glance.