Simone Elise Books Novels & Stories

“Elise, you shouldn’t even be here.” “On the contrary,” Elise said smoothly, “I have every reason to be here. I need to protect Damon from… opportunists. After all, people like you come and go. But family names like mine?” She leaned closer, her perfume rich and suffocating. “We last forever.” A few employees nearby snickered, emboldened by Elise’s presence. The whispers returned, louder this time, no longer trying to hide. Elise’s voice dropped to a mocking whisper. “Do you know what the difference between us is, Sienna? I don’t need to prove I belong. Everyone already knows I do.”

But Elise brought it upon herself by trying to seduce another person's boyfriend anyway. Yasmin never expected this to be Elise's true nature. Elise just didn't like seeing others happy. And once she saw someone with a good boyfriend, she would covet the boy and scheme ways to make the boy hers instead. Ivan continued, "Then, Elise met with an accident on the way back from Merania and was in a coma for a few years. But now that Elise is awake, guess what Jessika's doing now."

Turning back to Elise, he added, “Let me show you that painting I was speaking to you about earlier.” She smiled, made her excuses to the senator, and took his arm. When they were out of earshot, she said, “Do I know you?” “No, but you will.” “Aren’t you a slick one?” Elise sipped her champagne, her red lipstick making a print on the rim of the glass. With her honey-blond hair in loose ringlets down her back, her dress simple and black but with an open back, she looked like a siren. She practically dripped with diamonds, and with every movement, she sparkled.

“Ah~ um…!Simon, don't play around. He didn't seem to listen to her words, his hands continued to play with her body. Wherever his hand touched, the place trembled. Elina tried to put her hand on his shoulder. Simon leaned down to kiss her neck and then gently slid his hand inside her shirt to play with the peachy breasts that peeked out from under the thin layer of clothing. “Elina…! His warm breath against her ear made it red. Her small body rested in his arms. Simon put his arm around her spine, making her shiver slightly. “Wife ~~1 Elina twisted her body with difficulty. He reached down and squeezed her small pair of dumplings.

Robert asked. Blake and Claire explained how a misstep yesterday caused Julie and Consuela to begin cultivating and how Consuela’s ancestry was that of the Titans while they ate. Elise would look at Blake from the corner of her eyes now and then, and he knew she had more to say about her Grandmother. “Elise, is there something you want to discuss?” Blake asked, seeing her looking at him again. Everyone stopped what they were doing or discussing. The children saw Elise as their older sister and would always listen to her. Elise blushed as everyone’s attention landed on her, but she looked sternly at Blake.

He closed the book and began preparing. Not for a war. But for a reckoning. Because Elise wasn’t ready yet. And if they found her before she was… There wouldn’t be a second chance. Back in the clearing, night settled. Elise didn’t return to the camp. She lay curled beneath the statue, her body aching, her breath slow and deliberate. She didn’t dream of doors this time. She dreamed of fire. But not the destructive kind. This fire pulsed. It waited. It burned blue and silver and gold all at once, like moonlight through water.