Vince Ellis Novelas e Histórias

Beside him stood Standfast, a bit shorter but no less imposing, with a sneer playing on his lips. Standfast, around nineteen, had a more rugged demeanor compared to Phillip. His face, while not conventionally handsome, bore the marks of someone who had seen their fair share of trouble. He had a solid build, indicating a readiness for action rather than words. His eyes held a steely intensity, hinting at a volatile temperament kept in check only by Phillip's presence.

Within a short while, he returned the cookie box to Avery. Elvis always takes sides with Avery each time she has any issues with her brothers. When Avery told Elvis about the press conference, he had to come up with a plan to involve all the reporters he knew, some of whom Riana ignorantly invited to the event. Elvis played the video that ruined Riana at the press conference. He returned to Mallory Avenue just to help Avery, since Adam and Sebastian were on a business trip. Elvis was a technician, a hacker, a reporter and anything you can think of.

"I need you to distract Darius tonight so I can ask him." I watch through the crack in the toilet door as Selena Wilkins fluffs her horrible hair and makes her stupid lips look gross and sticky with her lip gloss. What sort of thirteen year old needs lip gloss? And high heels, they're totally impractical for anything, we live on the Moors for Goddess' sake! Not that I'm being petty or anything because for the last few minutes she's been talking about how hot Coal is and how she is going to make him her boyfriend.

"Don't you even dare to speak rubbish about him or else I will kill you... What do you think of yourself..?? That you can do whatever you want.. you're saying him jerk but you don't know that you're the biggest jerk... And what do you know about him.. huh..?? Tell me.. you don't know even a bit about him, you don't know The Steve Ellison.. the person whom you think is a cold hearted, devil, beast is actually an angel for the person who are not wrong, not bad, who doesn't get justice.. yeah he is a cold hearted, rude, arrogant beast but he is way more better than you who doesn't even know how to respect girl.. and what I'm doing you're not even worthy enough to be compared with him..

Here's an improved version: "I know I need to let Williams see his daughter, but I just don't want to. He hurt me, and he has to suffer for it. I don't want my daughter to grow up and realize that her father is nothing more than a beast and, not only that, a cheater. Why did Williams have to hurt me this way? Why did he have to make me suffer like this? I close my eyes, trying to stop thinking about him, and before I know it, a few tears drop down my cheek, leaving me feeling lost and broken with a difficult decision to make."

“At this point, I just hope that nothing too extreme happened…” ************************** “Fucking hell,” I said, frowning as we were stopped by the firefighters, cops, and ambulances. The fact that they were here alone told me that things have gotten completely out of hand. “Boss…” Mattias, one of the cops said, calling me. He was an alley, and though a cop, he knew not to cross certain limits, and I knew not to throw in too much light on us as not to force him to do so. “What happened?” I asked, and he nodded at one of the ambulances where Elijah lay on a stretcher. My heart dropped as I saw two bullets on his chest. His heart was still beating, but I knew that things were not going to be

I felt a little more valued by them than I was valued by the rest of the company. As I walked into the office, it fell silent. It was like I had walked into the middle of a conversation. Everyone looked up waiting for me to say something. I sat back down and went back to work. Elise never returned to the office, which only made everyone's suspicions grow more. I saw my boss just before lunchtime and I asked him not to say anything about me being one of the employees that was leaving. He reluctantly agreed.

“Cindy’s cousin? Solid choice, bro.” I chuckled. “Yeah, but she’s not Cindy’s cousin. She’s Cindy Verilli. The real deal.” Elis snatched off his glasses with a sharp jerk, rubbing his eyes vigorously as if trying to restart his faulty brain. “Hell fucking no.” “Hell fucking yes.” He stared at me a full five seconds, then broke into the biggest, goofiest grin I’d seen on him in years. “I’m happy for you, man.” He gave me the brotherly handshake he definitely learned from TikTok.

“Mr. Rey... perhaps... I know this man.” “You know him?” Jayric stared at her in surprise, incredulous. To him, Ellijah was a design legend, known for avoiding the media, appearing only at select conferences abroad. How could Victoria, who had never attended such events, know him? “I said maybe,” she quickly corrected herself. “He looks like a veteran from my school, and the name is the same. But we haven't been in touch for years, so I'm not sure.” A discreet smile appeared on Jayric's lips.