Novel & Cerita Mori X Elise

It was genuine — surprised out of him. “You’re not trying to charm me, are you?” “No.” “Good. Because it’s working.” She didn’t smile back. That night, Elise returned to her bedroom and opened the bottom drawer of her desk. She pulled out a small leather notebook. Not pink. Not monogrammed. Just black, unmarked. She wrote one name at the top of the first page: Elena Cruz And beneath it, a line in ink: Let him believe. Let him want. Let him fall.

“All but two will be joining tonight. Lux and Centori had their baby this morning.” “Oh, how wonderful. We need to make sure we send something over.” Anna says sweetly. “Elise darling!” A woman enters through the doorway and she is a striking figure nearly as tall as the door frame. She’s wearing a long white coat that has silver beads around the collar and a silver dress that looks like it’s painted on. She is incredibly thin with silver hair that is braided down her back. She beams a smile at Elise, curling her lips back and revealing what looks like fangs. Elise jumps from the table and gives her a huge hug.

Behind me some of the unmated females are gossiping about that one of the rugged rogues might be their mate. The moment they come into view Elise stands still, her nose up in the air. Then she smells it; heather and peat. /MATE! OUR MATE IS IN THAT GROUP!/ she howls in happiness. She leaps forward and together we scan the group to see who our mate is. Large bulky men with battle scars littering every bit of visible skin pass but then we see him. Bright eyes, brown curly hair. His skin is relatively unmarred. Indicating he wasn’t a rogue for long.

Cole gives me a look. “Come on Elise lets go get you something to eat. I need a drink,” I smile. Elise smiles back. We walk back into the room. Some look at me in awe others look like they are scared. “Bartender two tequilas please.” I speak. “I can’t drink,” Elise looks worried. “Oh no they are both for me I smile.” As I shoot both of them down. Just then, the door at the top of the staircase opens. Elise turns in shock. In walks, a beautiful blonde hair blue eyed alpha. Sebastian. He and Elise both lock eyes. MATE they both say. Elise runs into his arms.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

"Hello, Clarice? It's Karmen...Karmen Kaverina. Yes, I'm ready...oh?....Wait, what?... You've got other plans? Well, break them...we have a date...oh you can't? Well...no problem. Nah...don't worry about it. Later." She hung up and looked irritated. "Bummer. She can't make it today." A few minutes later, Elise's phone rang and she picked up. "Hello?" Elise said. "Oh hey! Yes, I'm free tonight. Oh cool, I would love to!" After she hung up, she pranced around her room and started getting dress. Karmen and I snapped our heads to each other. A while later, Elise emerged from her closet in a pastel pink dress and a white silk blazer. She looked elegant and cute. Even Karmen was staring at her up

“Mmm-hmmm.” The owner of the voice appeared now, and damned if she didn’t look like her voice: she was lush and curvy, with hair the color of molasses, and eyes the color of whiskey. She looked like the kind of woman who drank whiskey, actually, but only at two a.m. on a weekday, and in a dimly-lit and smoky jazz bar. In other words, Elise Jordan looked like nothing but sex on shapely legs, and the other women stared at her, momentarily speechless. “Hi,” Elise said, extending her hand to Sarah first. “How you ladies doing?”

“Second floor. Private lounge. No cameras.” Of course. Elise never did anything in full view. Even her manipulations wore heels. I found her perched on a velvet chaise, drink in hand, one pearl earring glinting beneath the soft lighting. Alone. She looked up slowly. “Ariana,” she said, like my name tasted expensive. “Elise.” A slow smile curved her lips. “Congratulations. The podcast was… powerful.” I didn’t sit. “You always knew what Daniel did, didn’t you?”

"Of course we should! That's the legendary CEO Ellison King. It's so hard to meet him. He doesn't give my father, a senior in the business world, any face or respect." The more Kayden listened, the more unsightly his face became. How did Elise manage to meet Ellison King? Once the music finished, Liam and the others went over to greet Ellison and the mysterious woman. They were curious about her. Kayden also went over. Elise felt an intense and uncomfortable gaze on her and turned. Her eyes met Kayden's dark, cold ones. Elise ignored him. It didn't matter what he saw her as. He never saw her as anything good anyway.

The sense she had been yearning since the day of her coronation. When Colfre distanced his lips from the back of Morrigan's hand. His hazel eyes looked intently in Morrigan's deep brown eyes. Exchanging meaningful gazes that only they can understand. He timidly smiles. Again, the room was enveloped in comfortable silence. There are no exchanges of soft words and hushed voices, however, their eyes seemed to speak their minds. Morrigan could found herself mesmerized and deep within the spell of Colfre's beautiful hazel eyes. While Colfre found himself drawn to the dark abyss hiding in hers. Both of them are breathless as they both feel the unspeakable tension growing between them.