Taurus Elle Novels & Stories

She hang up standing up, another Omega came to pack her dirty plates. Ellie walked to her designated office, she entered and saw Taylor waiting, seated on the visitor seat, Taylor flashed Ellie a sweet smile that Ellie returned, having her seat. “You look so good” Ellie said “Hello to you too Ellie, or should I say Alpha Luna Ellie?” There was a mocking tone to that “I am fine with any, so yell me why are you here?” Ellie askes “I heard you found your mate, it’s a thing of joy, I came to congratulate you as your friend” Taylor said, her smile never leaving her face.

Two dark haired, green eyed brutes, draped in dark, heavy armor and blades. “Oh I wouldn’t have thought so. Cassandra lives a very reclusive life now. Barely leaves her room, very shy,” Elle answers, trying to hide her frustration. “Besides I promise you I’m much more interesting,” and she laughed a bright, tinkling little giggle that floated up the atrium space. Interesting is one word for it, pursing my lips with disgust. Ayr clears his throat and takes a step backwards, my eyes caught on those thick thighs once again.

The image of Elora on the massive digital billboard was a vision of clinical, high-resolution perfection. She didn't look like the "Thistle-Scented" girl who had found her voice in the North. She looked like a "Product"—her skin airbrushed to a porcelain sheen, her eyes a solid, glowing mercury-silver that held no memory of Kaelen. The caption beneath her read: ELORA THORNE: THE FUTURE OF BIOLOGICAL STABILITY.

“does she manage the place with you?” Taylor’s little smirk widened, but she stayed silent, her eyes flicking to Luca as if waiting for his lead. Luca’s jaw clenched, and he stepped around the desk, closing the distance between him and Bella. “Taylor manages Obsidian, yes because she’s earned it. She’s strong, capable, and she knows my business inside out. You think you can just walk in here and start asking random questions?”

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

his voice sounded hoarse, probably from shock or disbelief at the situation he was facing. The girl bowed her head briefly, her lips moving slowly, as if searching for the right words. "My name is Elle," she said in a soft but clear tone. "My house is not far from here, near the pine forest. I wang and happened to see your car on fire. I came to help you." "Hunting?" Lucas furrowed his brow, between suspicion and confusion. His gaze fell on Elle's clothes - simple, with a shabby leather jacket and dark pants. In her hand was a small bow, completing the impression of a hunter. Hgreete e was something unusual about her-something that made Lucas' hair stand on end.

Matilda told Eleya, but then she looked at Celeste and looked back at the general, "What about her?" "Celeste needs to know this as much as I do," Matilda answered immediately. She hesitated and looked at Celeste who was waiting, and after a few seconds, Eleya decided to say everything. "Well for starters I know she wasn't you. I can vaguely remember her appearance but, at least from what I remember, brown hair." Eleya said. "Black hair?" Matilda asked. "Mhm, adult, about the same height as you, long hair, and that's about what I could remember," Eleya finished.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth. She was mine..

Cole said as he gestured in between us. "Oh, you're Kara!” Elle smiled brightly at me. “Ah, I've heard so much about you," I looked over to Cole who had this guilty look on his face. What did he tell her about me? "Hey," and suddenly a guy appeared next to Elle. It was the guitarist. He looked cuter in close proximity. His hair was dark and messy, his ears were pierced, he had these deep brown eyes, and yes, a sleeve of tattoos running down his arm.