Novel & Cerita Nathan Drake Elena

“He doesn’t even look at me anymore. Not once. Not since her. I am trying to get his attention, but nothing seems to be working. He doesn’t even answer my calls. And that says a lot about Nolan.” Elijah exhaled a long line of smoke, his voice smooth. “You expected him to ignore his Luna forever? Did you really believe that a beauty like her can be ignored. Don’t get me wrong, but living in the same house with her, seeing her beauty, and getting to know her… it would have been hard on any man.”

"The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held." "The contract renewal will go as planned even without the Queen Luna's presence." Quinn narrowed his eyes as though warning me to back off. "That's just another way of discriminating me from all this, my lord." I know he'll bite back from this. "Leaxandra, darling, you are Lumina's Luna. No form of discrimination shall be thrown your way." He came closer to cup my chin up and force me to look him straight in the eye. "But your inclusion from this trip is a risk I cannot take."

I smiled at the sweet gesture as I took the can from him, cracking it open and swigging a large gulp to rid the bitter taste that lingered on my tongue from the grape soda. My phone pinged and I quickly pulled it from the back pocket of my jeans opening a F******k message from Natalie with a link attached. I swiftly clicked the link, the page flicking to a news article from the echo newspaper. ‘Three charged in the murder of teen Ashton Rivera’ read the title of the article. “Omg” I let out turning back to the counter and placing my can next to the box of frosted flakes.

Drakonios stepped closer, his voice low, deliberate. “If you truly want to save your father and your crumbling kingdom… then I want you to pleasure me. With your hands.” The room froze. Elianna’s eyes snapped up to meet him, wide with fury. “What do you take me for? A common slut you can buy with threats and pity?” Her voice rang out, sharp and bitter. “You think I’ll trade my dignity for crumbs of mercy?” ---

I called my assistant and informed him to escort Natalia to my office directly without any appointment procedure. Someone knocked at my door. "Come in."I replied "Hello Etienne."Natalia said shyly and entered my office looking gorgeous in blue chiffon shirt and a short pencil skirt.Not slutty short but decent short. "Hey,Come in.Have a seat." Drake's mouth hung open.He was staring at her making her uncomfortable. "Dude would you cut it?"He cleared his throat. "I am sorry where are my manners.I am Drake Johnson.I am this douchebag best friend."He extended and shook his hand with her.

“Trouble sleeping?” Blake makes a noncommittal sound before turning his head. Jack’s dreadlocks are tied back from his face, revealing fading bruising around one of his eyes. Ethan’s handiwork, no doubt. Jack was responsible for keeping Ethan out of the way while Blake persuaded James—the Wolf King—to ask for Liana’s hand in marriage. His sleeves are rolled up so Blake can see the tattoos curling around his corded forearms. Blake knows what that ink hides. “She was in my dream.”

*** ELENA *** "Char, hurry up before you let the steam out." "I don't know about this, El, smoking in a steam room just seems like a cocktail for disaster." "Oh pooh, Daniel's been doing it and he seems fine." "I'm not sure we should be using him as a yard stick..." "Never mind that, we have bigger fish to fry...so guess who I got a call from?" "Who, pass it, El, you hog." "Tina Sloane, she's Drake's...well I guess you can say wife because they never got divorced..."

Drake explained. "So you're marrying Elena, knowing she is my mate?" I asked. "Of course, I am, because I and my Dragon feel attracted to Elena. Weren't you the one trying to reject Elena?" Drake asked. I glared. "Bastard, that conversation was confidential. How the fuck did you know?"

At that moment, Drake was just coming out while Elena was making her big announcement. “Any idea whom they are from?” Drake asks me, as cool as a cucumber, but I could swear there was a slight disgust in his voice. “No, I don’t have an idea, and like I said earlier on, I really do not have time for this. So, Elena, if you want it, then it’s yours, and if you don’t want it, then it’s time to say hello to the trash.” I dump them in. “That’s really sad, you know. I was beginning to root for them,” Elena says to Drake in her usual fawning over him.

As soon as he stepped into the penthouse, Ary opened the email fully and began reading: Elena Ava Nolan, born December 25, 1997 to Jon Patrick and Gina Marie Nolan, both of Essex, Massachusetts. Mother, deceased. Personal Details: - Age: 23 - Nationality: American - Marital Status: Married (Bradley “Brad” Hawkins) Residence and Employment: - Last confirmed residence: Shared condo with Bradley Hawkins in Lawrence, MA. - Last known employment: Junior Chef at Scavos Eatery, Essex, MA, from where she resigned, citing “personal reasons”