Subaru X Elsa Novels & Stories

It was one of the heavy, armor-plated Suburbans from the Hawthorne Group’s private security pool. They weren't coming up to get him. Not yet. They were just waiting for him to try to leave the building with a suitcase. Elias turned away from the glass, his eyes tracking the dark shapes of his furniture—the Italian leather sofas he’d never sat on for more than twenty minutes, the minimalist bookshelves filled with first-edition biographies his father’s secretary had purchased to fill the space, the clean, untouched lines of a life that had been leased to him on the condition of good behavior.

“Stay home with me please. It’s safer. I don’t want anything happening to you.” By ‘anything happening to her’, he meant ‘anyone kissing her.’ Elara felt the restriction immediately. She tried to argue lightly, but Kai’s possessiveness had intensified. He didn’t yell. He didn’t need to. His calm control was even more frightening than his anger. --- Later that afternoon, when Kai noticed Elara was still quiet and visibly upset, he surprised her. He took her downstairs to the private garage and revealed a brand new Rolls Royce Cullinan 2026 — sleek, luxurious, and shining under the lights. It was matte black with custom details. On the number plate was her name boldly written “ELARA K”.

Elias leaned against the window with a coffee cup in hand. Rowan… Rowan was simply watching me. Somehow, that silent stare made me the most nervous. Xavier’s grin widened. “Look who actually showed up.” Then, his gaze turned towards Elias. “You lose the bet, Elias. The Ferrari is mine.” “Fine. Take it. She got courage coming to our club room alone.” Elias said, throwing the car keys at him as Xavier caught. “She definitely hasn't heard about the club room.” Rowan spoke up, breaking his vow of muteness.

“Thank you, Mom. I’ll see you both later.” As I made my way downstairs, the sound of a car pulling up outside caught my attention. I peeked through the window to see Elara’s sleek black sedan parked in the driveway. She stepped out, dressed in a stunning emerald green gown that complemented her auburn hair perfectly. Her mask was a simple yet elegant design, with silver accents that caught the light as she moved.

A woman this reckless was not someone she could ever admire. Beau pressed both hands against the floor-to-ceiling glass. His and Xavier's expressions were eerily identical. The two boys stared at Corona, so fixated that they even forgot to breathe. Harvey's gaze followed the giant screen. He still refused to believe that the driver inside Corona, tearing through the track at over 200 miles per hour, was Elara! Was Elara really this skilled behind the wheel? She had never displayed any extraordinary driving ability while she was with the Fishers.

What was Mary Sullivan’s problem? Wasn’t it enough for her to text Xyla Quest and yell at her? Was Mary actually waiting for Xyla in front of her house? Xyla’s good mood instantly went away. Her good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly while the calm expression on her face also disappeared. Speeding up, Xyla drove her red Maserati all the way over to the pink Lamborghini and stopped next to it. Very soon, Mary got out from the Lamborghini.

Elisa burst into laughter before she replied, “I’d better leave, then. If he ends up sleeping in the study because of me, I’m afraid he’ll forever pull a long face in front of me.” Serenity giggled, knowing that her husband was domineering. She generously took some car keys and placed them in front of Elisa. “These are the few types of cars we have in the garage. You can pick any one of them.” Elisa casually took a car key and said, “Any car is good enough. I’m not picky.” After seeing his cousin off, Zachary returned and heard what Elisa said. Deep down, he was unhappy. All the cars in the garage were luxury cars.

said Felix, putting his arm around Elisa's waist. Elisa looked up deeply into Felix's face. "Umh? Is she crazy? Yes, I'm a little scared," she replied. "Sure. Listen to what he says; a trapped soul can't live forever. It's like a joke!" Felix continued with a chuckle. Felix opened the door of the red Ferarri for Elisa. Before his body got in and sat behind the wheel, he drove the car at a moderate speed. It took only minutes to reach their lodgings.

The inside wasn’t any better as I could see the peels in the wall, faded paint and the air had a heavy scent of blood and death. “Welcome to the black market, child.” Of course I had already figured they were part of the black market, I was no fool. Looking around carefully I could see body parts of werewolves, elixirs, and rare monster parts. “Tell me your name child.” Osborne asked. “I’m Elsa.” The fear in my voice betraying my supposed poise. “Well Elsa, it’s too bad you’re the unlucky werewolf that was caught today. You can’t imagine what we plan to do with you.

Her long, thick, curly lashes, small pointy nose, and thin, pink lips must probably be a killer for an elf like Finrod. “Ellaine? Do you hear me?” Caeruleus waved his hand in front of her face. “Ellaine?” “Yes? I’m sorry, what did you say?” She looked away at the two and focused with Finrod. “I smell something here.” Margarette sniffed the air at Ellaine’s direction, “Jealousy..?” She sniffed closer. “Ellaine? You smell jealous.” She smiled teasingly. Caeruleus laughed hard. “Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?”