Presley Elise Novels & Stories

“Do you think this petty thing can ruin my reputation? May I remind you who I am, Miss Elizabeth. I am Richard Presley. No one can blackmail… not a little kitten like you.” Elizabeth knew it won't be easy to make him yield with just these pictures. The Presley family is powerful. They hardly get in any scandal because they are so good at handling the media. That is why she came prepared and she can't mess this up. “Of course I know who you are, Mr. Presley and I also know who this man is.” She said as she slid through her phone and showed him a picture of a black man who could be in his early fifties. Richard's eyes dilated in a bit of shock, but it was gone in a split of second as it came.

I called my fiancé, looking for comfort, but his voice was ice-cold. "Selene, is it fun making up lies about people? Just because you're the Corvin family's precious daughter doesn't mean you get to bully Lis." The nickname hit me like a slap. Somewhere along the way, without my knowing, Elise had gotten close to both of them, far closer than I had ever been. I watched the two of them walk away side by side, and my heart sank inch by inch. I followed them to the concert hall, where an usher led them to the best seats right in the center. On stage, Elise stood beneath the spotlight in a white gown. The impoverished girl who once could not even lift her head in front of me had become the star

I'm sure I like him but let's just wait and see where this will take us. I just can't believe that I, Carmela Thompson is dating Cyrus Steele!

Ellise felt horrible as several emotions ran through her. "A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be sitting all alone in the rain crying" a deep voice from beside her, caught her attention. She quickly wiped away her tears and turned to see who it was. He didn't look any older than Alexandre. His brown hair was gelled backwards, white T-shirt hugging his very muscular body. His blue eyes sparkled brilliantly as his gaze found hers. He looked very familiar, even though she couldn't place where she'd seen him before. "I'm Elvis. Elvis Reis. You are?"

Honesty was her only option now. “Really? Whose party?” Felix asked, curiosity slipping into his tone. “Elise Northway. She’s a new student on campus, a transfer from America. I… used to be friends with her.” Felix noticed the sudden drop in her tone when she mentioned that name. He could sense there was more beneath her calm voice, so he decided to nudge gently instead of press. “And what happened between you and this Elise?” “She betrayed me,” Nelsy answered softly—with your brother. But that last part never left her lips. She wasn’t ready to tell Felix the full truth yet.

“And the moon answers endurance.” Elise’s throat tightened. “I’m not her,” she said. “I’m not Theresa.” Sera smiled softly. “No. You are what she was meant to be.” The words settled deep, painful and right all at once. Elise straightened. She looked back at the ten Moonbreathers, at the sea that had carried her, at the moon that no longer bled. “Then I’ll lead,” she said. “Not as a goddess. Not as a weapon. But as one of you.”

It’s almost like the two are in their own little world and don’t even notice the rest of us, but when a gurgle escapes Serenity, both their gazes come to rest on her. The room around us grows quiet while the two take in my daughter, and for a moment I see something flash in Elise’s eyes, but just as quickly as it is there, it is gone, and her bored expression is returned. “I believe congratulations are in order,” she announces, coming forward and reaching out a finger to poke Serenity’s cheek. “You’re a chubby one, aren’t you?”

Her brow furrowed, lips parted slightly, like she was trying to place a forgotten puzzle piece. “Mom?” Lucas prompted. Elise raised a hand to silence him, her eyes locked in concentration. “That name…” she whispered. “I’ve heard that name before.” Lucas tilted his head. “What name?” She turned her attention to the secretary. “You said his last name is Weston, right?” “Yes, ma’am. Ryan Weston.” Elise’s gaze sharpened like a hawk spotting prey. She stood slowly, like realization was dawning on her. “I know that name. I know I’ve heard that name before.”

"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

“I doubt Angelica would settle for a man like Jayden, but they're adults and they can make their own decisions right?? “Yeah, you're right sis” Elise brought out a red dress and glanced at it. “Sis i think you should wear this, it'll look really good on you” “Okay” Emily replied immediately, she was tired of Elise's questions and wanted her to leave. “Okay sis, I'll leave you to get ready and come downstairs for breakfast” Elise left Emily's room and headed to hers. Elise now in her room, sitting on her bed, “it is time, I can't stand her anymore” she said pulling out a bottle of lavender oil and hand gloves from her cupboard.