Elia Got Romane & Geschichten

"He is his own person, Lucian. And he has a sister. Mia. She has your stubbornness, God help her." Lucian felt a tear prick his eye—a sensation he hadn't felt since he was a child. "A daughter, too? Elara... why didn't you tell me? I would have changed everything." "Would you?" Elara stood up, leaning over the desk, her face inches from his. "Or would you have just seen them as more 'assets' to manage? You didn't even see me as a human being, Lucian. You saw me as a shadow." She grabbed a remote and flicked a screen on the wall. It showed a live feed of a playroom. Lucian saw Leo building a complex Lego structure and a little girl with dark curls, Mia, painting a picture.

The moment she stepped inside, two small streaks of lightning collided with her knees. Leo, always the faster one, gripped her leg, while Mia, her eyes wide and sleepy, clutched a tattered stuffed rabbit. Seeing them made Elara’s knees go weak. Leo had Julian’s stubborn jaw; Mia had his piercing, intelligent eyes. "Hey, my loves," Elara whispered, dropping to the floor to pull them into her arms. She buried her face in their hair. "Why are you still up? Mrs. Gable was supposed to have you in bed."

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.

Hopefully he didn't. But before I could even let that relief settle, he tilted his head at me, eyes narrowing just enough to send a jolt through my spine. I turned to my mop, knowing that it was going to be the distraction that I was going to need, but of course he would not let the subject go. He would not drop us at all. “What trick did you play to become Omega?” he asked softly. “How did you manage that, Selene? Because, as you say, I know for a fact that Elaria does not want you here. What game did you play on Liam?”

Isla said, dry as dust. Elian didn’t so much as flinch. In fact, he laughed. A really loud, shameless laugh. “She’s a cop,” Isla continued with a grimace, clearly relishing her role as buzzkill. “Or were you too busy fucking her knee-deep to notice the badge shoved up her—” “She’s not a cop anymore,” Elian cut in smoothly, still breathless, his arm casually slung around my bare shoulder like this wasn’t a living nightmare. “She’s a journalist now. Technically.”

Elara replied, grabbing the designer bag and stashing it in her cabinet, locking it up, and slipping the key into her pocket. "Okay, I'm out. Let Mom know I'll be back before dinner," Elara said as she walked out the door, clutching the chocolate laced with Fiona's little surprise. Elara left the house with a smirk, feeling an exhilarating rush she didn't expect from getting even, even in the slightest way possible. Seeing Fiona and Fernanda's annoyed faces brought her immense satisfaction despite how petty it might seem. She made a beeline for Elijah's office, noticing he wasn't working but rather lounging and scrolling through his phone, clearly on the hunt for some steamy pics on social m

Ellie had a question to ask Ezra, she quickly located him with his scent among the crowd before she could approach him she was stopped by her parents. “Mom, Dad” Mrs Black pulled her daughter into a tight hug “Mu baby is a big girl now” Cried Mrs Black “Mom, you are disgracing me” Ellie grinned hugging her mother tight equally “Who would have guessed you would be an Alpha and a Luna all together?” Mrs Black was proud of her daughter Ellie pulled back and looked up at her father, she walked to him and hugged him to, he hugged her back and pulled back “Be good and be happy”

she said, her jaw tight, voice clipped, trying to push down the ache of longing she didn’t have the words to name. “Oh, I know,” Lilith said, her voice soft, knowing, deliberate. “I wouldn’t tell you if it weren’t true. And… I wouldn’t be surprised if Selene’s already… exploring. You know.” Her chuckle was light, teasing, carrying just the right weight of mischief. Elara’s pulse spiked, a flush creeping up her neck. She swallowed hard, gripping the phone like it could steady her racing thoughts. Her little bunny — so innocent, so beautiful, so trusting — was out there, vulnerable in a world she had fought to survive.

he promised. Elysia’s head rested on my shoulder, and for a moment, we just sat there in silence, not knowing what to say. Remy, fingers twitching with indication for someone to come forward, watched as a girl, not much older than two stepped out of the shadows. Then, turning to Elysia, he murmured, “Elysia, I want I you to meet Elara, our little sister.” Elysia, shrugging out from under my arm, stood and walking over to Elara. Then dropping to her knees before the child, she offered her hand. “Hi sweetie,” she breathed.

From down the hall came the unmistakable storm of Eli’s arrival—the heavy drop of a backpack, the kick of shoes against the baseboard, and the immediate, vocal assessment of the apartment’s perimeter. "Mama! Damien!" Eli’s voice carried cleanly down the corridor. "Dr. Adaeze sent me something!" They exchanged a look. Selene raised an eyebrow; Damien’s mouth twitched into a reluctant smile. "She said she would," he murmured. "I didn't think she'd do it before we even got home." "Let's go," Selene said. ✦•✦•✦ Eli was perched on his stool at the kitchen counter, hunched over his tablet. It was the one reserved strictly for educational apps—the same device he had been trying to systematically ha