Once Upon A Time Ella Novels & Stories

Betty countered, "Don't mind her, Mum. It's because the girl didn't lick her ass like others, that's why she's mad. I only told her to respect herself." Luna glared at Bella. "You two, to my chamber now!" As they left, Lizzy tried to follow but was stopped by Luna's warning glare. I chuckled, gaining Luna's attention. "Who are you?" Luna asked. I took a deep breath. "I'm Ella, from the Silver Thistle Pack." Luna's expression remained neutral. "Oh, it's you." I sighed in relief. "Go back to your rooms. Dinner will be ready soon," Luna instructed before walking away.

****** Lyca, Ella is such a sweet person that it's hard for me to refuse her, especially since she saved my life earlier. When she hugged me, I could really feel her affection towards me. I accompanied her to her room, which was incredibly cute and filled with stars, giving it the appearance of being outside the universe. Just as I was about to speak, something strange happened. I suddenly couldn't move or speak. I looked at Ella, who simply smiled at me, and then everything went black. Where am I? I shouted for help, but it seemed like no one could hear me.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

Serena's room was meticulously tidied up, creating an air of serenity. In a bustling flurry of motion, another maid gracefully stepped forward. "I will take over from here, this way ma'am" she announced, leading Serena to the dressing table. Serena slowly eased herself onto the cushioned seat and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Just then, Ella entered the room, dressed in a short red gown. She sauntered to the bedside table, retrieving her car key before turning to face Serena. "Good morning, bestie," Ella chirped, planting a peck on Serena's cheek.

The entire room is basically blocked off and a scene almost starts when I want to get a drink and they try to bar me from entering the room. It leaves my mood sour, even more so when I see Elijah talking to those same men and looking at me, as if telling them to keep an eye on me. He obviously remembers me, just how I remember him. Someone steps onto the stage, sitting down at the baby grand piano in the room. She is dressed in a lovely champagne colored dress, my eyes are attracted to her figure, and I only realize it's Ella the moment she begins to play. She told me she used to be in a band with her friends during college once, but I'd forgotten, and the topic wasn't brought up again.

"You are the most beautiful. Like a fairy princess." Ella giggled happily. Today, Ella was dressed like a princess. Her rose gold gown emphasized her delicate and milky skin. Her dark satin-like hair was curled at the end. With exquisite makeup and a fantasy-like gown, she indeed looked like a princess. She must be confident of her looks today. Her expression was determined to make a good impression on this fiancé. The mother and daughter arrived at Alejandro's side. Alejandro was all smiles as he introduced Claire and Ella to the couple in front of him, "Mr. and Mrs. Equizabal, this my beloved wife and my daughter, Ella."

"Crescent Moon has its future! Kyle Torres will lead us into the next generation. He will…" I stopped listening. Because I'd found Ella. She stood at the edge of the ceremony circle, pressed between two larger wolves. Her face was pale. Her hands clutched together nervously. But her eyes were locked on mine. The bond surged. Recognition. Pride. Love. She looked beautiful. She wore a deep blue dress that hugged her curves. Her hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders. Simple but elegant. Perfect. Marcus was still talking. Something about strength and tradition and the future of the pack.

Eileen threatened. Ella nodded wordlessly, she realised it was better not to rile her up or the psycho might really carry out her threat and Ella wasn’t ready to die just yet she was only twenty-one and had a long life ahead of her beside the man she loves. She said a silent prayer for Dylan to find her. Ella didn't know for how long she'd slept but she thought she heard Dylan call out her name. But there were other voices too, she'd had nothing to eat or drink for a while now so maybe her mind must be playing tricks on her.

Your mystery girl is Mary’s step-daughter, 25 year old Ella Miller who works as a Junior Sales and Marketing Project Management Associate at Accent! “Are you one hundred percent sure Dominic!?” I asked, clenching my jaw looking outside my window. “Yes, bet my life on it James! Now go get her!”

"Chloe! Did no one teach you, or are you just naturally cheap? Someone throws something in the dirt, and you actually bend over to pick it up? Take it off right now and throw it away!" "Dad!" she gasped in disbelief. "This bracelet was a gift from Damien." She pouted, immediately playing the victim. "Ella just said that to make you mad! She already broke the mating bond with Damien, but she's still jealous he got me something." She glared at me. "Ella, you aren't that glamorous luna anymore. You don't have the right to be jealous of me, do you?" The smugness in her eyes was practically overflowing, but to me, she just looked like a ridiculous clown.