Pure White Elizabeth Novels & Stories

" He excused his self. Walking up to his servants, he gave them instructions. I grabbed a goblet and gulped down some wine. I felt strange, something was definitely wrong with Gwen. My eyes were fixed on Simon, they never left him for a second. The queen walked up to me leading girl by hand. Another girl with strange white hair tailed behind them, grinning from ear to ear. "My lord, this is my daughter Amelia." "The fairest diamond of the season." "She's exquisite, graceful and charming." "Just like her mother." She said in smiles. "Nice to meet you your highness, I've heard a lot about you, welcome to our kingdom." The strange girl blushed shyly. I already forgot her name, I had played them

~DAVID~ Her voice was nonchalant and quiet as she spoke, she held no emotions in her eyes and I knew instantly that she was mad in her own world at me. I managed to shove Becca away from me and grabbed the cup of coffee that finally reached me. "Elizabeth I–" "She's the girl everyone in town is talking about," Becca interrupted me and I hissed, face palming myself. "Good afternoon," Elizabeth smiled plainly at Becca. "Good afternoon, you're more stunning than they say you are," she moved towards Elizabeth and I hated my life immediately.

"Of course the wife of His MajestyRobert. You are Her Majesty the Queen of the Raltz Clan." Pine's voice was hoarse, sounding like a wild beast's growl. "Are you obeying my orders?" The priest bowed respectfully, "Of course, Your Majesty!" "Then listen carefully. Get out of here and save yourself." "Which-" "Without complaint, carry out my orders!" said Pine. The priest was surprised. “Her Majesty shouldn't have blood-red irises yet. She should have gotten it when she had eaten humans. But why does she have it now? This is not possible. Has the change ceremony failed since the beginning?”

Their gazes met Elizabeth, who advanced from the crowd, her face filled with anger and blatant contempt. Elizabeth swept her gaze across the room, taking a deep breath before opening her voice. “What kind of joke are you making, Edward?” her voice was filled with mockery, but she made sure every word was stabbed like a dagger. “You may be able to lie to all of them, but me? I know who you are.” Edward gave Elizabeth a cold stare, his expression difficult to read, but Kyla could feel the tension that enveloped the man's body beside her. “You have nothing! You're just a poor ex-soldier who means nothing!” Elizabeth pointed her finger at Edward accusingly. “So stop this nonsense. Everyone with

” He said pointing in a direction. My blood ran cold. That's Elizabeth, she was dressed in a blue body con dress. Her hair was put in a tight bun with some locks dangling on her face. I did my best to maintain my composure and feign nonchalance.” You'll meet your end soon if you don't stop killing innocent people to satisfy your sick desires.” He chuckled.” You might try to hide it but I know about you both. I heard she's your new toy that you cherish so much.”

She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. Walking back inside, she passed a few maids tidying up the living room. They greeted her with polite smiles, and she returned the gesture before heading to Ace’s nursery. She found him sound asleep, his tiny hands curled into fists. Elizabeth had decorated the nursery in soft pastels, filling it with warmth and love. Elara stood by the crib, watching her son’s chest rise and fall. *** The concrete walls of the women’s correctional facility felt cold and unforgiving. Elizabeth walked with measured steps, her elegant demeanor unchanged despite the stark surroundings. Her purse was carefully arranged, her posture impeccable - a testament to the

“Let’s plan a dinner date. I really want to get to know you more. Wulf mentions you all the time.” “M-Me?” Elizabeth pointed to herself. “Yeah! Why are you acting so shy?” “Aren’t you mad at me?” Elizabeth asked, still unsure. Suzane burst out laughing. She had that fair, chiseled beauty. “Why would I be mad at you?” “Well, because Wulfric’s married.” “So?” Suzane casually linked her arm with Elizabeth’s and led her into a VIP room. Paula handed her eleven paper bags, not including the suit for Wulfric, that made her surprised.

Violet laughed as she looked at the two of them. "I'll leave you to your debate. This woman needs to leave," Violet said as she walked away. He observed her as she began to mingle with all those officials who were talking and laughing. She was dressed in a glamorous white gown with something purple, just like a white witch. Looking around the crowds, he noticed a few people dressed similarly to her. Since their wedding photos and videos went viral, many people have tried to imitate her dress code. The white witch had made a significant impact on society and the world at large. He closed his eyes and let the beauty of the moment wash over him.

Queen Elizabeth stood at the center, observing and supervising her workers. Elizabeth was a young woman who was a little younger than Anaya. She had blond hair and bright blue eyes. She had an hourglass shape and wore a bright-red dress. As the large wall burst open, everyone in the room turned around. Elizabeth's eyes widened the moment she saw Anaya. “Micheal was right,” Anaya said as her face contoured with anger. Derren and the warrior wolves lined up behind Anaya, and Derren asked. “Should we proceed with trashing this place?"

Jack and I both looked up toward the noise, along with some of the guests, and immediately spotted Elizabeth. "What the fuck?" Jack muttered, lowering his head and massaging his temples like the sight of his mother gave him a massive headache. I couldn’t blame him. Elizabeth was over-the-top as always. She was wearing a floor-length gown in a shade of purple that could only be described as... too much. It had layers upon layers of ruffles that looked like they were trying to take over the entire room. Her white wig, was styled in an impossibly high bouffant, held together by enough hairspray to make it a weapon.