Taurus Elle Novels & Stories

Tasha sighed, shaking her head. “Oh,” Irene hung her head in disappointment. “Why?” Tasha raised her brows, “you wanted to scout her for your new branch?” Tasha elbowed her. “That too…” She shrugged in response. “Here’s your order, mademoiselles,” Elle strode to them with the large tray in her hand. “I am so hungry,” Irene rubbed her tummy as she eyed the food, “Have your fill then,” Elle smiled placing the tray on their table, taking her seat, two of them dug in their food.

“Oh my gosh! Ellie….You are…there are no words to describe your beauty..“ Jasmine gasped when she saw her friend. Elleanna smiled “Thank you..I feel beautiful.” She said honestly. A worker came out and smiled “Luna I think this tiara will suite you” She said as she handed Elleanna an elegant looking tiara that had dark red gems on it. The design of the golden tiara looked like it enclosed the red gems with hearts. Elleanna smiled as she put it on followed by a full body veil that only covered her back.

My body changed rapidly into something I myself can't control, My eyes dazzled in the wolf costume, that's what I can classify it as to make me comfortable and not sad, howling continuously only a word echoes in my head faintly, it is My mom. 'Ella!!!' The full moon...full moon light, no Lord, I whispered, but it was too late to lament, I screamed as my body changes into a beautiful dangerous white wolf, now I'm possessed, I bumped out of the window into the woods, you could guess what my game is, it's hunting, hunting for the dark shadow I don't know of, taking a race after a prey I can't even get in touch with, this is what happens every year, This is the calamity I faced, No my parents fa

Literally anything but this. Sensing the energy in the room changing Thea a sister, no a witch sister? Ugh, this was fucking confusing. Stepped forward. Thea was a little bit taller then Elle and had long dark hair, she looked like a beautiful haunted doll. Ready to fuck you and make your nightmares come true. “Elle why don’t you sit down, I understand this can be alot at first.”

Her arms went immediately to the crib, as if shielding Aurora with her body. The woman smiled faintly. “Good. Your instincts are sharp. You will need them.” “Who are you?” I demanded, standing protectively near Ana. “My name is Elle,” she said simply. “I am a witch. And the child you now call Aurora is not yours.” Ana gasped, holding the baby tighter. “We didn’t steal her! She was left here—we found her—” Elle raised a hand, silencing us both with a power that vibrated through the room. “I know.

Large curls give it volume and make it look like a fairy from a Shakespearean story. Tonight Elle wears the jewelry Esme gave her when her luna ceremony was to take place. What a sad memory ... Tomorrow she will become queen but it will never be the luna of the Crescent Moon Pack. In her soul she always wanted to be the luna of this pack, even for a second, but Elle knows that in life we ​​don't always get what we want. On her head she wears some dazzling crystal and rhinestone tiara.

His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings before landing back on me. “This is my Beta, Andre,” I said and gestured behind me. Andre gave a curt, respectful nod. “Alpha Kael. An honor.” “Well met, Beta,” Kael said, before turning back to his car. “My Luna wished to remain at home due to an emergency. But she insisted I bring our greatest treasure. Elara, come.” The back door opened slowly and a woman emerged gracefully and poised. She had waves of honey blonde hair and eyes of the sea. She was, without any doubt, stunning. The picture of a perfect Luna.

It took the edge off enough for her to function and film content. Brand deals continued pouring in despite the rumors. Kai insisted all meetings happen at the penthouse. “No leaving. Not with my baby inside you.” One afternoon, a new deal representative arrived. The owner of a luxury ice diamond bracelet line had come personally. His name was Malik Laurent—half French, half Arab, tall and slim with an athletic build. He had intricate tattoos peeking from his collar and sleeves, sharp jawline, piercing green eyes, deep dimples when he smiled and an effortless charm that reminded Elara of Kai… but somehow hotter. More refined. Kinder energy.

Beta Derrick smirked and I wanted to rip the smirk off his face. “She had long luscious black wavy hair and eyes as blue as ice. About five in a half foot tall with a body of a goddess. Oh, and to make it easier, her name is Ella, your so-called dead mate.” He said with a chuckle as I was ready to leap out of the chair and rip his throat out as I let out a possessive growl. Through gritted teeth I said, “That’s impossible. She’s been dead for over six months now.”

Just like Adriana’s. Giselle, or Elle, as we have grown to call her, looks like a Grecian goddess. And I mean that in the sense of, she carries an air of royalty and authority wherever she goes. Adriana likes to joke that it is the alpha blood in her. Elle has beautiful olive skin given to her by her mother and is tall for a woman.