Pure White Elizabeth Novels & Stories

Walker was truly very beautiful. Elizabeth looked stunning in a yellow dress with delicate white details. The lightweight fabric elegantly hugged her figure, and a sash of the same color accentuated her slender waist. Her hat, in the same shade, was adorned with a discreet white bow. Wherever she went, she drew stares, which she seemed to ignore completely. John’s heart was pounding, racing as if it were about to leap out of his mouth as he watched her approach. As he placed his hand on the door to open it, suddenly, an unexpected scene froze him in place.

After looking at the sky for a few more days, I finally saw Elizabeth's figure behind the clouds. I rubbed my eyes. I thought I was hallucinating. But when I opened my eyes again, I found that Elizabeth had not disappeared. She was even closer to me. She has a pair of huge silver wings, each feather shining in the sunlight. She is so beautiful, even more beautiful than I have ever seen her before. She is like the incarnation of the moon goddess, noble and elegantly stepping on the white clouds and flying toward me. I couldn't help but open my arms to greet her.

She winked at us and smiled, “Yes they did.” Then Levi approaches us with a tiny blonde woman with bright blue eyes. She was just too cute for words. Levi smiled, “Breena Pari, of the Fairy Kingdom, meet my brother, Prince Elliot and his new mate… is that Elisabeth?!” Elliot and I laugh, and I chime in, “Elisabeth of the White Witch Coven. But it’s just Elisa now.” Levi laughs, “Bro! All of our prayers were answered!” Elliot smiles, “Yes they were. If you’ll excuse us, we want to talk to Queen Winnie and mom and dad.” Levi chuckles, “In a hurry to get out of here?” Elliot laughed and just shook his head as we walked away.

“Very well, my child, I’ll give you what you need for the elf Prince. Lenriad can’t afford to let a great warrior like him to die in such a way.” “But who will give her the dusts, my lady?” A pixie servant asked. “It is such a honor to give my dusts to the Prince.” Her abrupt pronouncement was a bomb to the silence. Immediately, there was uproar. There were different violent reactions around her. Obviously, no one would want their good sovereign to die and sacrifice for the majority. But it seems that she had made up her mind. She called a pixie servant who brought a leaf afterwards. Well, Ellaine thought it was a leaf until the Queen handed it to her.

But she remembered the important ones, Brian’s family, her family. The first one she met was Brians mother Violet. Violet was so happy to meet the girl who made her oldest boy so happy, she wrapped her arms around Elizabeth and gave her a motherly hug, “I am so happy to finally meet the girl that has been driving my son crazy! You are more beautiful than I thought, I am so happy for the two of you.” she told Elizabeth before she was pulled away to meet the next person. The next person she came across was Brians father, Evan the current Alpha of the pack, Elizabeth thought Alphas would look mean and tough, and he did. “Hello Ms. Elizabeth, I am very pleased to meet you finally.” Evan looked h

She’s a strong looking woman in her late forties with long raven dark hair, full lips painted in red, sharp cheekbones, sparkly eyes and she’s just as tall as Victor and the king, I’m a mouse in her presence. She’s in an opulent crimson velvet gown embroidered with red roses, gold filigree and sparkling jewels. She wears a ruby studded diamond crown, elegant jewelry and a white fur-lined royal cape exuding grace authority, and timeless elegance. She is iconic. “Your majesty.” Chris bows and we all follow. “Please call me Elizabeth, I never thought in my forty eight years of living that I’d hear about a human vampire hybrid, I didn’t even think it was possible.” she looks him up and down but

Even in her simple turquoise trimmed lightweight linen day gown she was a vision of a princess. Arthur thought Paulette the fairest woman in the colonies, but, looking seeing Elizabeth in this environment, he was want to differ. Elizabeth, with her dark exotic features may not be lovelier than his fair haired, blue-eyed sister, but she certainly proved to be a competitive rival. How lucky he was to have had two such beautiful women under his roof and how ashamed he was to think that Elizabeth was treated in such a manner while there. Even if he had been deceived into thinking her a mulatto slave, could she ever forgive him?

“It’s good to be up and about, Mrs. Walkers.” Elizabeth’s mom had always liked me. In fact, she was probably one of my biggest supporters when I got injured, always checking in to see if I needed anything. She waved me inside, but before I could say anything, Elizabeth appeared at the top of the stairs. My breath caught in my throat. She looked absolutely stunning. Her long curly hair cascaded down her shoulders in waves, and she wore a light sundress that perfectly contrasted her pale skin. As she descended the stairs, I couldn't help but think how lucky I was.

Kale POV Elizabeth Vance. The only child of the Pack General, Marcus Vance. Seventeen years old. Spoiled rotten, but somehow she had still grown into the kind of young lady everyone respected. Polished. Poised. The perfect arm candy for a dinner like this. Her hobbies were writing, reading, and other boring activities that were almost identical to Rhea’s….. My fist tightened around the file page, crinkling the edge. The photo of Elizabeth, with her blonde hair so similar to mine but green eyes instead of blue, stared back at me with a perfect smile. Perfect everything.

Kingsley pressed on, "I'll make Gwyneth Glen pay ten times over for how she treated you!" Upon hearing this, Elizabeth immediately interjected, "Please, don't..." But deep down, she couldn't help feeling a sense of excitement. "Please don't go too far. She shouldn't lose her life over this." Frowning, Kingsley awaited Elizabeth's next words. Elizabeth continued, "Actually, she has always prided herself on her purity, which is why she behaves so arrogantly..." Kingsley immediately grasped the situation. "Well, if that's the case, I'll gather a few friends to have some 'fun' with her. Then she won't have anything to be proud of."