Pronounce Elena Novels & Stories

Elena was the first to turn around and smiled at Isabella sweetly, " You must be Lucien's wife. You are so beautiful." Isabella returned a small smile and greeted back respectfully, " Thank you, Sister Elena. I suppose, it is what I should call you only if you don't mind. I mean, I have no issues in calling you Princess." Elena waved her hands dismissively. Stepping closer to study her sweet appearance deeply, she spoke with a smile, " We are family. No formalities Please! Just call me sister."

Elena sneered looking at her with disgust. Elena was busy arguing with Ira when she heard Luke calling for her again. “Elena!” “Luke? Where are you? Luke?” shouted Elena looking everywhere. ‘Has she gone mad? For real?’ Ira thought confusedly. Elena held Ira’s shoulders and asked hopefully, “Did you hear him?” “Hear whom?” asked Ira in a muddled tone. “Luke! He is calling for me!” Elena replied to Ira and yelled her mate’s name again, “Luke!”

The air around us thickened, the tension palpable. "Ms. Diana, I've recently developed a bit of an interest in you," Elena said, her voice suddenly playful yet cold. "You know, I've been doing some research lately, and I've learned quite a lot." She paused, her eyes gleaming faintly as a barely noticeable smirk curled at the corner of her mouth. "I think I should start calling you... Ms. Fern?"

a voice rasped. Elena stood in the doorway. She hadn't aged. If anything, she looked sharper, her violet eyes burning with a manic intelligence. She was wearing a bathrobe made of sewntogether silk scarves and holding a spatula like a wand. She looked at Leo. She stopped. She dropped the spatula. Leo walked up the dock. He towered over her now. "Hi, Teacher," Leo said softly. Elena walked up to him. She reached up standing on her tiptoes and grabbed his face

The shopkeeper shot us a scornful look and then addressed us sharply. “Watch your manners! This is Elena, daughter of the kingdom’s Delta, Hobert, and the future princess consort of Prince Alaric. She is vastly different from your omega status,” he sneered, his tone dripping with contempt. Juliet’s eyes flashed with anger. “The future princess consort? Is that merely her own fantasy? Alaric might not even know her face.” Elena, who had been examining a dress, turned towards us, her eyes blazing with fury. She covered her nose with a delicate fan, her voice filled with sarcasm as she spoke.

she mouthed to her parents, and then walked towards the door. Once her parents got inside the bedroom, Elena pulled open the door and then saw Lennie standing outside, smiling at her. “Hi, sweetie,” she said with an intimate, sweet tone, “I’ve been thinking of you all the time since the last time we parted.” Elena curled her lips too. She could play this phony game if that’s what Lennie wanted. “I’ve been thinking of you too,” she said, “It’s such a shame that a smart princess like you has to marry a scumbag as her husband.”

Elena’s dress had clean, graceful lines with subtle lace detailing around the neckline and a delicate scalloped edge that added a soft, whimsical touch. Slipping the dress on, it hugged her curves perfectly at the waist, falling beautifully down her legs. Elena smiled faintly at her reflection, then sat in front of the mirror to do a quick touch of makeup. Her hair was already pulled into a neat ponytail and she was about to line her lips with lipstick when Sienna’s call came through… With a slight frown, Elena answered. Sienna burst out laughing the moment her face appeared on the screen. “I know, I know, I can see that look already”, she teased, seeing Elena’s expression, before turning he

“Good luck.” Elena broke free from Luke’s hug, smiling at him. “Are you nervous?” he asked her. “Nope,” Elena replied. “I’m a smartass, you know?” “Yeah. Donald Trump is the president of India too.” “I hate you,” Elena laughed, kicking him. “Just wait and see.” “Ah, yes. I will,” he replied, smirking. “Your eyebrows are at risk.” “Luke, get out,” Elena scowled. “I’m off to school to meet people who BELIEVE in me. GOODBYE!”

She demanded, scrunching her forehead in a bid to intimidate the ladies. Eleonora took a few subtle steps back, taking the phone from Elizabeth again and letting it drop into her suitcase. Anna-Marie was busy looking around the room and she did not notice when Eleonora shut the suitcase. “I'm waiting.” “Well.. mistress… I.. was just letting her know the rules. I was telling her how strict the contraband rules are and why she shouldn't be caught with any.” Elizabeth explained, trying to act as natural as possible. Eleonora smiled and nodded her head in agreement, “Yes mistress, that's what we were talking about.”

Being my wife, she needed to learn it too especially since we would be attending meetings at Russia where she would be coming to with me. “You would?” Eliana asked wide eyed. I smiled and nodded at her, her eyes lit up and she nodded in excitement. “Yes, and here’s your first lesson” I said making her frown in confusion “malyshka means baby girl…” ****************** “Private?” Eliana asked making me laugh. “Privet, not private” I said shaking my head. Hi “Privet” “Yes, exactly” I said making her smile “it’s just basically saying hi”