Meliodas Elizabeth Novels & Stories

Merlin threatened and that humbled Hayley, making her go silent. I watched Merlin, my face devoid of emotions. She's beautiful and I wouldn't blame Liam if he wanted her instead of me. She had catlike eyes, a seducing body and curves enough to make any man a slave to her body. "I'm thirsty, grab a blood bag for me, Elizabeth," Merlin ordered, making me confused. "My name is Elo—" "No one cares about your name, freak," she cut me short immediately, and I clenched my fist, anger coursing through my veins.

Elizabeth said with disappointment. The incidences had become regular and more frequent. Lately, she had found herself completely unable to block out Zai from her mind who now terrorized her, day in and day out. She was now using alternative tactics to gain control of the young witch’s mind. “Elizabeth you got to find a way out of it,” Meredith said. “Or judging by how the things are going right now, I might have to learn to live with it,” Elizabeth said with conviction, a sad smile playing on her face.

She heaved, trying to catch her breath, but wasn't able to properly do that before the rogues rushed towards her. °°° Elijah rushed towards Elaine who walked out of the store. Confusion and shock flashed through Elaine's eyes when she noticed Elijah, wondering why he was in this form. 'Change forms and follow—' Before he could continue his mind-link, a sharp pain pierced through his chest. It didn't belong to him. His eyes widened at the realization, and without even paying any attention to Elaine, his paws instinctively hurried towards the other direction, trying to go as fast as possible.

How does this man know my name? "Who are you and how do you know my name?" I demanded with a glare making him let out a soft chuckle. "Who doesn't know Elodie, daughter of Alpha Zayne and the talk of the town's soon-to-be bride?" "Height: 5'7. Crystal blue siren eyes and hair. Aspiring to be a markup artist and designer. Humble and down to earth. Should I continue?" This man knows way too much. "What are you doing here?"

It turned out that the little girl she had taken care of back then was Melanie, who was also her current granddaughter-in-law! Madam Mogan was shrewd. Seeing that Eliza seemed unaware that Melanie was already married, Madam Morgan didn’t reveal her identity. Eliza only knew that her surname was Drew and addressed her as ‘Ms. Cece’. Eliza did not know that she was Madam Morgan. "Did you hear what I said?" Hearing no response from the other end of the phone, Madam Mogan began to get angry. "Tomorrow, you go and meet that girl! I'll send you the time and place."

He wasn't the only one because Elizabeth, who just came to call them for breakfast, heard it and froze in place. “Breakfast is ready,” she said, regaining her wits and averting her eyes from them. Mia didn't utter a word but rose to her feet and walked to Mason. As much as she didn't Mason. She also hated the idea of the woman touching Mason anyhow. When they both walked past her. Elizabeth felt Mason's hand brush against hers, sending an electric shiver throughout her body. She would rather not have breakfast with such a man. Elizabeth took her purse and decided to hold for a walk, or maybe see Skylar at the bar to pass some time and check on Mason's background.

He began his punishment run, grimacing with each step. I turned my attention back to Eliza Morgan, daughter of James Morgan, the Gamma of the Northern Territory. "What do we know of her family?" I asked Chase. "James Morgan serves directly under your father," Chase replied promptly. "His son William is being groomed to eventually take his place. The daughter was only recently returned to the family after being raised in the wilderness." "Returned?" I raised an eyebrow. "Kidnapped as an infant, apparently," Chase explained. "She was discovered and brought back to the Morgan Pack a few months ago."

Elaine waited for them to take hold of her, to break her into pieces like a porcelain doll- just like they had shattered Melanie. “Miss Elaine.” The familiar voice of the headmistress carried down the hall. The men's armor seemed to melt from the crimson memory to the pristine ivory of the palace. It wasn’t the men who had brought blood and fire to her world; it was the spotless royal guard. It was the very guard she would one day be a part of, that was, if they didn’t catch her with the book. The thought resounded like an alarm bell in her mind.

Declan did not specifically tell me their numbers… but aren’t six too much? “Elizabeth Miller. My mom used to be the Queen’s court ladies. Please to meet you, Miss Lamperogue.” Elizabeth then smiled sweetly. Among them, she looked the youngest. Her height aside, her face looked much… younger, and fresh. I did the same, and waited for the thers to introduce themselves, though it probably would take me a week to recognize them by their names. “I’m Jillian Morgan.” “Marshall Fletcher, Miss Genevieve. I heard a lot about you from the Lycans in my town. Please to finally meet you.”

“Currently, there’s only one in the world, mom.” “That’s impossible! He has a mate and a family. This must be some sort of mistake.” “The present alpha is a she. She’s the daughter of alpha Rodrigo.” Dylan clarified what he meant. “You can’t be mated to someone from the Pride pack. That’s outrageous!” His mom yelled, to his surprise. How could she still be in denial after all he just explained? “And why is that, mom?” “Because those people are extremely dangerous. They are known for practicing magic. Dylan, they have casted a spell on you.”