Mias and Elle - Chapter 9Elle lay on her back in an awkward position and uncomfortable silence only broken by her occasional gasps of air. It felt as though her innards were twisting around inside of her, and it was making her nauseous; Mias made her nauseous, at least, she hoped that it was nausea.Mias and Elle - Chapter 9 in General Fiction More Like This
Cheeks burning red, lips swollen and tingling, she stared blankly at the ceiling. She wished that she could get in a calming breath to centre herself, but it was proving difficult what with the painful pounding in her chest. Dragging her bottom lip between her teeth, she rubbed her forehead with the palms of her hands. This was becoming a habit of her body to go into this strange panic whenever Mias got so dangerously close.
Bored, and having nothing better to do, and liking the idea of being washed of the contact of Mias, she ran a bath. With no intention of relaxing, especially considering what had just happened not making her feel very safe letting her guard down, she made it quick. Before lathering herself up,
Mias and Elle - Chapter 12Lunch was simple, eggs and toast with grapes and a sweet fruity wine; it was more of a breakfast than the one Mias had brought up to her earlier in the day. Elle liked the wine very much, and with a golden pitcher full of it sitting right next to her she had filled her glass at least one more than she ought to.Mias and Elle - Chapter 12 in General Fiction More Like This
"Very good," She said from behind her hand that covered the last mouth full of her second helping.
"Mm, sometimes simple is sufficient." Mias popped a large green grape into his mouth as he leaned back in his large chair.
"I like the wine." She took a sip, staring at him over the brim of the chalice with hot cheeks.
Mias smiled, "I could tell." He had been watching her the entire time, and by his count, she was nearly finished her fourth glass.
This time her cheeks reddened even deeper from embarrassment and not the alcohol. The metal of the cup clinked as she set it down on her golden plate; she noted that he certainly was fond of his gold's and silvers. Her head felt as though
Mias and Elle - Chapter 11With vicious threats and the crash of objects being thrown against a door open ajar, Mias left Elle to herself for three whole days. He was by no means offended by her actions and harsh shouting and name calling as he may have been previously, as he could not contain his amusement and curiosity. He wanted to know what could have possibly transpired between the two women to put Elle in such a strange mood. She blushed scarlet and her brow furrowed whenever he opened her door to bring her food, fair warning she seemed to think before the name calling began. He would laugh, wish her well and leave her to her own devices.Mias and Elle - Chapter 11 in General Fiction More Like This
Yet on the third day, he had grown tired of the new game that they had been playing at. He wished to look in to her eyes, touch her skin, and hear her voice untainted by screaming. The thought of seeing her smile at him was still a strong image that still nagged and prodded at his brain. He was a man who always got what he wanted, but this seemed to be something that was
Mias and Elle - Chapter 1He had been watching her for some time, confident that he was well hidden from view to avoid any unexpected surprises for his guest. Found entirely by accident, her presence now had a purpose. His lips curled into a smile in the darkness, intently observing her every moment as she tossed in her sleep.Mias and Elle - Chapter 1 in General Fiction More Like This
He blinked several times as she made a soft sound and her eyes slowly opened. She perplexed him. There was nothing extraordinary about her; just an ordinary girl. Yet, when he looked at her, there was something terribly captivating about her. Ordinary, but not of his world, which seemed a perfectly good enough reason for a man of his power to take her. But he had no need to explain himself; he did not need to justify his actions to himself or anyone. He wanted her; it was as simple as that. And he would have her.
Suddenly, the balcony doors flung open and the sunlight came cascading down around her. Her hair fluttered lightly with the breeze that rushed in, and the way that her skin
Mias and Elle - Chapter 19After spending several minutes cursing Mias' name and trying in vain to claw her way out of the slippery silk lining of her dark, impromptu prison, Elle gave up. She just prodded at the cloth with fine, sharp claws that had once been elegantly short fingernails and grumbled to herself angrily. It felt so natural so soon that it made her stomach churn. What had he done to her? Would she be a fuzzy little mouse for the rest of her life? Her mind reeled. She was furious at Mias, she wanted to hate him all over again and never see his obnoxious face again. Yet, why was it that all she could worry about was how she would never get to kiss him again. The bastard!Mias and Elle - Chapter 19 in General Fiction More Like This
As much as she hated to admit it again, and again she had grown terribly fond of Mias, in both positive and negative senses of the one particular word. Or perhaps it was more of a strong physical attraction mixed with a generous pinch of Stockholm's. But it was all pushed to the back of her mind by the
Mias and Elle - Chapter 18Mias waited patiently in the dark with an unseen smile on his face; the warmth of Elle's slowly breathing body pressed carefully against his was the most comfort that he could ever recall feeling in his life. Each rise and fall of her chest rocked the arm that he had wrapped tightly around her, a gentle reassurance that she was there with him. Even though the pressure of her shoulder digging in to his arm was irritating, and since she had already fallen asleep it would be easy to slip away, he had no inclination to move. He blinked in the complete darkness, straining his eyes to catch a glimpse of her sweet face in the black to no avail, and was surprised to feel his heart sink at the realisation. So close, he had finally gotten her into his arms where she actually wanted to be and he could not properly enjoy it yet.Mias and Elle - Chapter 18 in General Fiction More Like This
Reaching up a hand - trusting mostly in his instincts - Mias touched his fingers to Elle's cheek. The soft sound that she made before let
Mias and Elle - Chapter 17The next several days passed by without pause, rushing by with such speed and enthusiasm that Elle felt as though the very sun and moon were under a spell bent on making her peaceful time anything but considering the nights. The nights lingered with such terrible purpose that she yearned for the long absent presence of Mias for comfort and distraction from the haunting experiences once sleep overcame her.Mias and Elle - Chapter 17 in General Fiction More Like This
So many nights filled with the frightening disembodied voice that had tormented her on her first sleeps inside of Mias' walls that she had become completely unaware that she was on her eighth night after a day without seeing hide or hair of her debonair captor. It was all so frightening that Elle had not even paid much heed to the fact that she could now understand the words that formed in the darkness of her dreams.
The voice had been taunting and teasing her with warnings that the worst was yet to come, and that there was nothing that Mias could do to keep her safe
Mias and Elle - Chapter 15Maybe he isn't too bad after allMias and Elle - Chapter 15 in General Fiction More Like This
Elle's teeth pinched at her bottom lip as Mias' lips trailed hot kisses all across the exposed flesh of her neck and chest, all of which felt incredibly hot. She felt so flustered, and the words were not even able to form inside of her head, let alone out loud. One of her hands was squeezing his shoulder; the other was pressing the open skirt between her legs against the seat of the bench, denying Mias any entry he may have been planning. Of course it was all very lovely there was no denying it- and incredibly distracting, but there was something across the way that her curious mind could not help but notice. Squinting her eyes accordingly, she realised that there was a small wooden door, almost entirely overgrown with the sweet pea and ivy only the outline and rusted metal handle were visible at first glance.
"Mias " Oh my god, was that my voice?
"Mm?" His reply hummed through his lips and against her throat.
Mias and Elle - Chapter 2Recovering from the shock that the slamming door sent through her body, Elle immediately began to push and pull tentatively at the doorknob. The door and the knob would not even budge, no matter how hard she tried, and the frustration was building quickly inside of her. An animalistic panic took over and she began to shake the handle with enough force that her entire body shook with her movements. Growing tired, she gave the rigid handle one last ferocious expulsion of strength that she could muster before giving up with a violent scream.Mias and Elle - Chapter 2 in General Fiction More Like This
Elle stared at the closed door, her short fingernails digging painful crescents into the palms of her tightly clenched fists. Having already tried repeatedly to pry it open with all the strength she could muster, staring at it was all that she could do. She blinked rapidly to keep her eyes from welling over with tears again and cursed loudly before giving the door a swift kick. It felt good to relieve herself of some anger, but she still instantly reg
Mias and Elle - Chapter 16 (Complete)It had been several minutes since Mias' stomach had made its garish interruption, and Elle was still trying to grasp how she had let so much time slip by unnoticed while talking to Abernos for it to be dinner so soon. It seemed like less than an hour ago that she was in the garden being groped and kissed by an insatiable Mias. And now they were practically cuddling each other in the fields, they still had not made any effort to make their way back inside - they had not made any movement whatsoever. As new and strange as it was for Elle to admit, it was all very comfortable the cool grass against her bare legs, leaning back into Mias' body, and the soothing warmth of the sun cascading around them. Had her heart not been pounding, she could have fallen asleep right there in his arms. It was rather disconcerting a realisation that she already felt comfortable and safe- enough to let her guard down around Mias. Though she still did not, she was coming incredibly close.Mias and Elle - Chapter 16 (Complete) in General Fiction More Like This
Elle and Mias: Chapter 63"It started ten years ago, when the peak of my pubescent defiance toward my father reached its boiling point. He sent me to this private, practically unheard of academy called Thornwood; dreadful lackluster name that suited its lackluster campus, incompetent students, and droll professors. While my father believed my education was important, I think he sent me off to this place to get an experience in hell, because that's what it was. Hell; outdated text books, professors who didn't give a damn, and students who only passed because their parents gave money to the school.Elle and Mias: Chapter 63 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Now my name was my pass into this world, but the problem was my name alone struck slightly too much fear into those around me and I passed classes with no one ever reviewing my skills. I was perfect mind you, but no one was taking the time to see my greatness beyond my name. Out of frustration, I stopped my assignments and neglected my studies all together. I was still passing whether I worked or not, so I decided t
Elle and Mias: Elle's PrequelIt started with a phone call.Elle and Mias: Elle's Prequel in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I returned home on holiday to the midlands on the border of Warwickshire and Oxfordshire. My life pursuits London became increasingly difficult as the economy declined into a widely unfavorable state. I was balancing a waitressing job at a café along with bookkeeping work. They paid enough to keep me housed, fed, and clothed, but consequently I neither had the time nor the energy to focus on what I really wanted to do with my life, only... I wasn't quite sure what that was. I suppose I would have liked to attend a university, but I didn't have the funds and neither did my parents. Loans would only us into debt that we likely wouldn't be able to pay off readily.
But my situation wasn't unlike any one else's. At least I had a job and could take care of myself. Sure I felt trapped and lost at the same time, confused, and at the end of the day very lonely. Maintaining a social life became another challenge. Here I was, a month away from my twentieth birth