Suster Ella Novelas e Histórias

****** Lyca, Ella is such a sweet person that it's hard for me to refuse her, especially since she saved my life earlier. When she hugged me, I could really feel her affection towards me. I accompanied her to her room, which was incredibly cute and filled with stars, giving it the appearance of being outside the universe. Just as I was about to speak, something strange happened. I suddenly couldn't move or speak. I looked at Ella, who simply smiled at me, and then everything went black. Where am I? I shouted for help, but it seemed like no one could hear me.

Dora told her Ella released the cucumber and Dora started cutting again, Ella had no choice but to seek for Dora's attention against the cucumber. “I love you from the bottom of my heart, Loris and I will never wish any bad against you, if it were possible I would love to remain here with you, we are more than friends, we are sisters, you, Loris and I” Ella paused to allowed words sink in but it does not look like it was.

LYRA The knock echoes through the too-perfect house, and my stomach sinks. I raise a brow at Talia. “If that’s Zane, you better pretend I'm not here and release a rogue mouse in his kitchen.” But it’s not. It’s a beautiful woman with huge dimples, a riot of short, shiny black curls, and more sunshine energy than any werewolf has a right to possess. “Hi!!” she beams. “You must be Lyra! I’m Elara. Zane’s sister.”

Susannah place the ancient book on the table. "I think we should be able to get our answers from the book". Susannah said. Eddie stood up and left them. He went outside and cried like a baby. "I always love staying close to you, my mind is always at ease whenever I am with you," Ella said, placing her head on Eddie's chest as they were both lying on the field. Eddie smiled as he used his hand to touch Ella's hair. "You are always funny Ella, my funny childhood friend," Eddie said and Ella raised her head, now facing Eddie.

Ella The stranger looks a lot like Sinclair, and the word “brother” strikes my interest. If they’re siblings, why is Sinclair looking at him so harshly? They don’t seem friendly at all. “This is Ella.” Sinclair announces, sliding his arm around my waist. “My future mate, and the mother of my pup.”

So I hurriedly said, “But big thanks to Erik. He appeared at the right time.” “Really?” Ella smirked and stepped towards Erik. Draping her arms around his shoulder, she said, “He is a brother of Great Ella Royal. I know he will not let anything wrong to happen.” Then she chuckled like a small baby. I was satisfied with her appearance. “Okay, okay, it's time for bed,” I suggested. Ella stepped towards the couch, plonked on it, and said, “Who knows that I am not feeling my feet today. I can't climb stairs. So, I will be sleeping here tonight. This couch is just right, soft, and comfortable.”

Rhea’s voice broke with sobs, every muscle trembling as she clung to her sister. Elara’s face softened. Her eyes filled with tears, but her lips curved into a sad smile. “You already have.” Rhea’s heart cracked. “No! Don’t say that! Please—” Her sister shook her head, her grip loosening. “It’s all right, little moon. It will all be fine.” “Elara, no! Don’t you dare—” But Elara’s hand slipped, their fingers breaking apart as she plummeted into the void, her figure swallowed by the storm of red and black below.

I took a deep breath and then picked it up. " Good evening Miss Susan" I greeted. " How are you dear? " " I'm fine, thanks for asking. " There was a pause " okay, I've been trying Ella's line but she isn't picking up, I hope all is well over there?" I forced a smile even though she couldn't see me " yes we are fine. Ella is asleep already. She's spending a night in my place " " oh okay" I'm sure she still finds it suspicious. " Don't worry miss Susan, we had a lot to drink so Ella passed out first " I lied.

He never gave up, no matter how hard things became. My name is Ella Mark, twenty-eight years old. I’m the only daughter of Stephen and Susan Mark, two of the most well-known and respected people in our community. To them, I’ve always been their precious girl, their pride and joy. I grew up surrounded by love, comfort, and privilege.

Ryker’s POV Ella’s cousin -Selena’s- words continuously echoed in my head and no matter how hard I tried to forget them; I couldn’t bring myself to do it. “The only place we haven’t searched is the land of the dead…” she had said, and it stuck in my head like a terrible circular song that refused to go away. ‘Ella can’t be dead,’ my wolf hissed, expressing the same thoughts I was having in the depths of my stomach.