Meliodas Elizabeth Novels & Stories

Then, he told the head of the Virtus clan that Elizabeth had decided to marry the king for his wealth and power and severed all ties with the Virtuses. “You were right—Milo isn’t the first.” I was bewildered. “Elizabeth had a daughter with a Virtus. She raised her alone.” Silence ensued between us until it became too much for me. “Does that mean I’ve got a bit of the Virtus blood in me?” I joked. This time, Ralph chuckled along. But I sensed an underlying bitterness. “I can’t imagine you raising Milo alone. I can’t imagine not knowing about Milo.” I leaned up to kiss his lips and stroked his stubbled jaw. “We almost ended up like Elizabeth and her fiancé.”

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

“It is a shame. Lada was a promising elf, diligent in all areas of study. What a waste of potential, specially this year when there is only you two.” Mother Eva crunches in front of Lada and the horrid scene brings me back to reality. She was lying on the ground with eyes wide-open and a distorted face, black putrid liquid gushing out of her nose and mouth. “May Mother Jörð guide you back home.” Lada’s body started to fade and transform into small particles of light as soon as Mother Eva covered her eyes and said those words. “Let this be a reminder to never neglect your studies and break the rules of the village. If you knew some spells, you might have been able to do something for her.”

Elizabeth said urgently, and they took leave from the professor. An hour later, Elizabeth walked into Beverly’ office. She could see that the atmosphere was tense. Apart from Hughley there were three other agents in presence. Elizabeth immediately recognized the Celestial. He was a tall guy with dark hair and piercing hazel eyes. Although he was notorious for his arrogance, Elizabeth felt that he was very capable. The other one was Taylor Walker. He was a shapeshifter and Elizabeth did not know much about him. He was around 17. He had the appearance of a typical rebel at high school. She did not however recognize the women sitting on the right. She was petite and had long hair braided into w

She appeared and I honestly thought the kid was going to have a heart attack. Queen Eden sighed and shook her head as she looked around, “Keylon, this was not Princess Elisa. This is the work of Dahlia, Queen of the Dark Witches. Princess, we really should call an emergency meeting with the alliance. She’s getting out of control.” I nodded, “We can meet this evening in our conference room again.” Queen Eden nodded in agreement as she touched each dead body and they came back to life. I told the kid, “Keylon, I am sorry for what happened, but I am not a dark witch. Dahlia wants me to be, but I am not.” He smiled, “I know that now. Thank you for not killing me when I tried to attack you.” I la

“Who are you?” He approached her again, bending down by the bed side. “How did you get this ring?” he showed her the blue ring pendant as her necklace. He asked her in a delicate tone. Elena giggled. “It was my mom’s.” The man stared at her. “Is your mom Jane Dovey?” Elena chuckled again, wiping her eyelids. “Helen Rouge. I don’t know what you’re talking about, dude. I am tired and wanna sleep.” Emir again, sighed and stooped up. His face changed a bit paler in his skin tone. He bit his lips, watching her sleep on the bed and turning around to leave the room.

Trying to maintain her composure, she urged Maria to continue. With a mischievous glimmer in her eyes, Maria confessed, "I decided to gift him a company, Sabor Estavez, to win his affections. However, to acquire the company, I had to get rid of the original owners and their daughter." Li-lah's breath caught in her throat as the memories flooded back. The pain of losing her father right before her eyes, the fear that consumed her when she realized she was the next target, all because she was the rightful heir to Sabor Estavez. She clutched her bag even tighter, fighting back a surge of emotions threatening to overwhelm her.

Her fingers hovered above my skin, then gently lowered until they pressed against the back of my hand. Her brows drew in. She shifted her fingers up to my neck, then rested her palm flat over my chest. I felt a strange pull in the air. Like something around me stirred. I didn’t like it. Melissa closed her eyes. A few more seconds passed in silence before she finally stepped back. “She’s not dead,” she said. “She’s been cast into Valtora.” The name echoed through the room like it didn’t belong here. Arthur’s jaw tightened. “What is that?”

For a long moment, the only sound was the distant crashing of the Mediterranean waves against the fortress walls below. "He is using every underworld contact, bribing syndicate lieutenants, and threatening rival CEOs just to get a communication channel with Genesis," Dante continued, his voice tight with barely suppressed rage. "His 'White Moonlight' is dying, Elara. The alternative marrow failed. She has a month, at best. He is tearing the world apart looking for the mythical doctor to save the woman he threw you away for."

“She’s from the Moon Goddess lineage—rare, blessed, powerful. They are special kinds of werewolves and cannot be matched even by most Alphas.” I felt a shockwave ripped through my body as my mother spoke. “The Moon Goddess lineage?” I repeated, gripping the phone. “Mother, are you sure?” “Of course I am certain,” she replied, pride lacing her words. “That kind of power cannot be mistaken. She will be unlike any werewolf alive—pure, radiant, and very strong, Elizabeth. When you come across her you will know immediately.” A sigh of relief escaped my lips as my gaze returned to Kaima. I’d had my suspicions about her, but taking another look at her now, she was nothing but a worthless Omega.