Bucky Yelena Novels & Stories

“…Those are not Helios agents.” Adrian frowned. “Not mine either.” The operatives quickly aimed their weapons at both sides. A tall woman stepped out from the truck. Confident. Cold. Elena felt her breath catch. She looked strangely familiar. The woman removed her sunglasses and spoke calmly. “Everyone lower your weapons.” No one moved. Victor’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Who are you?” The woman smiled faintly. “My name is Cassandra Hale.” Elena froze. Hale. The woman continued calmly,

His cold gaze swept over all of us like we were nothing but dirt beneath his feet. “Who are the doctors in charge of the pup, Ria Drone?” he asked. “I see too many doctors here.” Before I could speak, Lena stood. Her voice was steady, even though her hands were trembling slightly. “I’m one of her doctors. My name is Yelena Moonrack. I’m from Blue Moon Pack.” She bowed again, and I did the same introducing myself. But the difference was clear, I belonged here, in this pack, and I knew exactly how cruel they could get when things went wrong.

One of the men was still there, with his back turned, smoking. And then she entered. Yelena. Mask already removed. Gloves in her pockets. Her hair pulled into a tight bun. Her face clean and serene, but with the eyes of someone who no longer recognized limits. “You can go,” she said to the man. He didn’t argue. He simply nodded and disappeared through the side door. Jenn struggled to understand what was happening, her eyes wide with fear. “Finally awake,” Yelena said, approaching calmly. “I like to look into people’s eyes before the end.”

Jessica said, now speaking in the fluent style of women her age. Elena's eyes widened. She remembered the incident when Hazel saved her. The girl was incredibly skilled with firearms and had excellent self-defense abilities. Not to mention how she rode a large motorcycle, cornering with her long arms and legs. No one would expect such a beautiful, doll-like girl to be a skilled fighter, capable of defeating Julian's big henchmen. She even knocked Julian himself unconscious. "She's a mysterious person, miss! Beautiful, rarely smiles, and inspires both awe and respect, but she's a kind person!"

Royce froze. Elena glanced from Royce to Kenzie, and Kenzie shrugged. "At least that's one less asshole to deal with." "Right." Elena's lips pursed in a grim line. She was quite beautiful, with blonde hair and soft green eyes. But there was an intelligence and fire there that showed her inner strength. That was what Vadym was trying to kill. But he won't get her again, not if I can help it. Royce may not think he needs a Robin to his Batman, but I can prove him wrong.

Asher comments. "Wait... we didn't even know she was even alive. I thought she died years ago. How do you even know this woman is who she claims to be?" I ask, looking between Asher and my dad. "The woman isn't claiming to be anyone. Rather, she's refusing to talk. But the message from the Huntress this morning claimed that the woman is none other than the one and only Elanora Maddox. Jace has also conducted extensive exams on the woman, and from the DNA he collected, he confirmed that she is Elanore Maddox." Asher explains.

Grandpa boasted while touching my shoulder, "He killed Kitty Van Hoe all by himself." "He doesn't strike me as tough. Whom do you expect to protect you, that gorgeous bodyguard of yours?" Frederic was pointing his index finger at Athena. "I've heard that she's the government's prototype for a super soldier. Who knew this sweet-looking lady was a super soldier?" He placed his hands over Athena's chest and said, "She's too good and too sexy to be a bodyguard."

His fingers were calloused, warm, and intensely real—an anchor keeping me grounded while the entire world crumbled into ash around my feet. “You don't have to carry the weight of their sins, Athena,” Buck whispered softly, stepping closer until his shoulder brushed against mine. I looked up at him through a haze of tears. “I don't even know who I am anymore, Buck. Am I a Luna? Am I a monster? Am I the heir to a nightmare?” “You're Athena,” he said without a single second of hesitation, his dark blue eyes searching mine with unyielding devotion. “You're the woman who fought through hell to protect her pack. You're the woman I love.”

'Please enter passcode' they say I entered the passcode and then finally my left hand and right eye gets scanned. 'Welcome back Ms. Sokolova please come in' they say 'Thank you Vicky please make sure everything is dusted and cleaned out we will be staying here for a couple days also Elijah will be coming by to drop a couple of boxes' I say 'Of course Ms. Sokolova' said Vicky. Vicky is my AI assistant I created when I bought this bunker 5 years ago and she keeps me updated with my bunker and also manages back home as well.

The noise of the arena faded into a dull buzz. It was Elena. But it wasn't the Elena I knew. The Elena I knew wore oversized hoodies and looked exhausted. She wore glasses and no makeup. This woman was radiant. She wasn't wearing glasses. Her makeup was sharp, accentuating her eyes. She looked professional, powerful, and devastatingly beautiful. And she was wearing a Titan's ID badge around her neck. "No way," Sophia whispered beside me. Her grip on my arm tightened until her nails dug in. "Is that... is that her?"