Mori X Elise Novels & Stories

She casually flipped open her laptop, checking the latest updates, while Elise continued, clearly enjoying herself. “You see, tomorrow isn’t just about Mountain Rose, it’s about us,” Elise smirked. “With my designs leading the collection under Blake Group, we’re finally going to stand on the same stage as Mountain Rose. The media will be all over it, and after this, I’ll be a name in the industry.” Sarah let out a soft hum, still typing. “Is that so?” “Of course!” Elise straightened, her eyes gleaming with arrogance. “Mountain Rose partnering with Blake Group was the smartest move they made. And, naturally, since I’m at the forefront of the jewelry division, it only makes sense that my desig

Around it, the walls curved upward, carved from moonstone and sea crystal that caught the morning light. The ten Moonbreathers followed her inside. The doors closed behind them with a low sound that felt final. No one spoke at first. Elise turned to face them. She did not stand above them. She did not take the central platform. She stayed on the same level, meeting their eyes one by one. “My name is Elise Thorne,” she said. “Most of you already know that.” A woman with long dark hair tied at her neck nodded once. “We do.”

When Mr. Vilmorre walked away, I stayed frozen still staring in the direction he had disappeared, taking time to process what I had just seen. Absolutely none of this made sense. Mr Aleksander Vimorre, the coldest, most emotionally exhausted man, had just sat down holding hands with a woman. Elise. The same Elise whom I lived with. The one who had met him, barely an hour ago. I slowly turned to her. "I need an explanation." Elise burst into laughter immediately. "Don't look so shocked, Klaire."

"Oh my God, I've missed you so much. Are you okay? I saw the news about Elena and Lucas, and I wanted to fly back immediately, but you said..." "I'm fine. I promise." I pull back and squeeze her hands. "Better than fine. Great, actually." "You look great." She turns to Damien and extends her hand. "And you must be the famous Damien Cross. I'm Elise Morrison. Hurt her, and I'll destroy you." Damien shakes her hand, a smile playing at his lips. "Direct. I appreciate that. And noted." "Good." Elise gestures to the man standing beside her. "This is Nathan Wright. Nathan, this is my best friend, Elara, and her boyfriend, Damien."

The trio had found a beautiful grey silk shirt paired with a waist-cincher corset and a black flare skirt, paired with her high ankle boots. Her hair nearly curled and let loose; its flowing velvety waves accentuated her features; the white streak of her red hair curled and left to cascade down her face. "Moons, you look so beautiful,” the female cooed and awed as Elise looked at herself in the mirror. She still couldn’t help feeling weird about it, but she ignored her wolf, still frowning; she still hadn't approved of Kaide. “Y-you think?” “We know! Good luck and have fun, El." Vienna and the females said before she walked out the door, expecting to be greeted by Kaide, but instead she saw

Elise got out of the car and quickly pulled the window back; it seemed that no one but me could see Richard's appearance. But what confuses me is the relationship between them. Luna Serena hates Richard; if Elise tries to please her, why is she shady with Richard? Those questions kept swirling around in my head, distracting me; I didn't even realize when Elise walked past me until Lisa reminded me that I was startled awake. I hurriedly followed Elise into the house and then gave her a glass of warm water; Elise's mood was perfect today; it was shown on her face when the corner of her lips always raised into a satisfied smile.

I walked out of the room satisfied and ready to have fun. On reaching the living room, I saw Elise sitting on the couch, looking like a hot mess with her purple colored hair in a bob cut. She was wearing a short black leather skirt with a light shade of purple club top, black boots, smokey eye makeup, and her lips painted in a dark red color.

Diane had given Elise all the mental boosts she needed and even offered to send a physical gift to her on Elise’s behalf, as a formal invitation for a talk. Elise drew in a sharp breath as she clutched her bag tighter and walked towards Mariana who was already waiting for them while Diane followed beside her. Mariana was in a silk blouse, her nails glinting like polished glass as she idly stirred her drink. On sighting Elise, her lips curved into a mocking smile. “Well, well.” Mariana’s voice travelled through the distance. “The famous Mrs. Mendoza.” She leaned back, appraising Elise like an exhibit. “Pregnant and still playing wife. I’d almost admire the persistence, if it weren’t so… pitif

Damien inquired, curiously. "Yeah," Elise replied, without glancing at him. "What's so special about what the person is saying?" Damien asked with sheer curiosity. Elise looked at him and smiled, "I'm chatting with the fan that sent me those Juliet roses. Damien, I think I've met my soulmate," "What!" "That's not what I meant. This person has so much in common with me and it's so fascinating. We love the same shows, we know our favorite SpongeBob episodes and we just started chatting last night," Elise said, with an elated smile.

I reached between our bodies, finding her clit again and rubbing tight circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves. Elise's pussy began to flutter around my cock, and her breathing became erratic. "Xander!" she cried out. "I'm...I'm going to come!" That was all the encouragement I needed. With a final, powerful thrust, I buried myself deep and let go, spilling my cum deep inside her. ** I watched the peaceful face of my mate, her skin glittering in the morning light. Elise was the most gorgeous. Every action of hers made my heart thump faster in my chest.