Tangled By Simone Elise Novels & Stories

Instinctively, I glanced at Jerry, who was standing among the crowd, his smile smug. Amid the chaos, Simone barreled through the crowd and marched up to me, scowling. "You've got some nerve, Isaac!" she snarled viciously at me. "How dare you stoop to such dirty tricks just to latch onto me! You disgust me!" I looked at her and abruptly laughed. "It wasn't me," I said calmly. "How dare you try to deny it now!" Simone screamed at me. "It was Jerry's doing." I looked her in the eye. "Do you believe me?"

The thick silence enveloped them both like a fog, but no one dared to speak. Blaze just stared at her while a string of thoughts ran through his head. Tessy, the perfect good girl and younger sister to his best friend, Elias, was a drug dealer. Of all things to be, a girl who dealt with all sorts of people using drugs.

Jesus, somebody had to stop this old woman! “But I haven’t told her any lies. Celia, dear, have I lied?” Mr. Conti said. Celia shrugged. This interaction was so random and weird. Exactly not what I expected. Carmelo shook his head. “Yeah, as you can see, these are my parents,” he said. Francesca and Marcello Conti; the entire of Italy knew who they were. Then my eyes landed on the young girl who had been smiling since we got here. “Hiya!” She waved at me. “We meet again,” I said to her. “Yep, and…you ate,” she said, pointing at my outfit. I always do. I smiled at her; she looked so innocent in her silk yellow dress and matching bow in her hair. However, one person was missing. Marcel Jr. was

Isabella After leaving Sofia who was already texting her roommate about dress shopping Isabella took a cab to the address Dante had texted her that morning. It wasn't his office. It was an upscale bridal salon on Fifth Avenue, the kind of place with a single dress in the window and no price tags because if you had to ask, you couldn't afford it. A woman in her forties with sleek black hair and a designer suit met Isabella at the door. "Ms. Romano? I'm Simone. Mr. Valentino sent me to assist with your wedding dress selection." "He... sent you?" "I'm his event coordinator. I've been handling the wedding preparations." Simone's smile was professional but warm. "We have two hours before your sec

“Yes mom, Evelyn is right. Even though it’s embarrassing, let it be for now, we will greet her first with this bouquet, and then we will talk to her, right Simone?” Levi said and looked at Simone, who was lost in some thoughts, looking in a daze. Levi pats her shoulder. “Simone, what are you thinking. Let’s move.” Penelope said. “Mom, Levi I am thinking, Mrs. Edwards's first name is also Skylar and today is her birthday.” Simone has a better memory and said while thinking something but Levi and Penelope didn’t get what she is trying to implicate. “so what?” Penelope said in confusion, but the next second she got what Simone was trying to say her eyes turned big and she looks towards Levi in

Eliza answered and I shook my head and began to remove my shoes “and you had to steal that dress right? For your information, it doesn't look good on you. You should take it off” Simona said and arranged her hair “I never asked for your information Simona” I said and stood up with my shoes in my hand “you know, I wonder who the unfortunate ugly he-goat who's taking you out is. I really wish I could see him and laugh to his face” she mocked and I wondered why Eliza wasn't even saying anything but just crossing her arms and looking

“We’ve restrained her as much as the runes allow. Isabella, you’re the only one who can—” “I know,” I cut him off, grabbing the key. “I’m going in.” “You cannot enter there Isabella, this is her trial. This could kill you”, he shouts, but he is a little late. The moment I step through the door , the green field hits me. The grass is soft under my feet, but the air is heavy, thick with magic. And there she is—Simone—on her knees, body trembling, eyes wide, darkness thrashing around her like living smoke. Rufus is there, the shadows coiling around him, pulling at her with silent, suffocating force. And the woman claiming to be her mother is just a whisper of light, trying to guide her.

He tilted his head. "So now she will have to see what happens." I stared at the screen. At Olive on the floor. At the way she was still fighting, still struggling, and still refusing to just go still even with her hands bound and her cheek already bruising. "So tell me, Zane," Simone said quietly. "You see now. I'm always ten steps ahead of you." He leaned forward. "Are you going to kill me? Or watch the very thing you love die the second you pull that trigger."

She was working on something that looked like a scarf, her fingers moving quickly and expertly. Nyx was beside her flipping through a magazine. She looked up at us and smiled at Neo, while he grinned back at her, his eyes sparkling with Joy. “You both look like you just saw a ghost,” Celeste said, looking up as we approached. “More like we just discovered the hideout of kidnappers,” I said, my voice laced with tension. “You found Lovette’s mum?” she asked, dropping the pin and the wool. “Yeah, but it is quite unfortunate that we couldn't do anything about it” I replied

"Are you sure, Julian? I know you still love this woman more than you love me, but don't leave me for her please." "I promise, cheer up baby girl," I whispered, kissing her cheek which made her smile. "Ugh! I hate you guys," Mirabel groaned throwing a potatoes chip on us. We all laughed as we enjoyed our meal. ***** Kim twirled in a black long dress that brought out her curves. The sight of her made my mouth water, the woman was hot as fuck. "How do I look, babe?" She asked with a cute pout. I went to join her, placing my arms around her waist.