Does Elena And Damon Get Together Novels & Stories

That's when everything unravelled. Paul discovered Elena's blood type didn't match his own—a revelation that shattered our fragile family unit. Every day, his suspicion grew, he secretly conducted a DNA test and confronted me with the truth: Elena wasn't his biological daughter. Betrayal hung heavy in the air as he demanded answers, he was shattered and needed me to tell him exactly what happened, he was so pained because he had already loved Elena deeply.

My heart skipped at every minute as I watched the ceremony. Elena had a wide smile on her face, she looked very beautiful truth to be told, she was the moon goddess of our time. She had gotten what she wanted to take my mate from me. Her smile was breath taking, spreading from ear to ear, as she looked at Dixon with a sexy ear. I could not stand to witness the moment, quickly ran out of the hall so I could breathe well Jolly's pov I was expecting this day ever in my life to witness a memorable moment of my brother with Elena. Smiling from chin to chin, while the elder continued the rites

“honey, you are having a baby. This is your moment. And as long as I am concerned, you are going to have the best night possible. Let’s do this.” “okay. How about I ask him to dinner first. And we go from there?” “sure. Do you. But please Elena, don’t spill to him okay?” “okay. I’ll just text him instead. Give me a sec. don’t hang up. I’m just going to text him.” “Okay.” Elena placed her friend on hold as she texted Cameroon. “Hey, babe? Do you want to have dinner on Saturday? At the same yacht where we met the first time?”

Damonq remembered that particular day of course. He had taken her on a surprise mini trip. They had been floating on the clouds, confessing their love for each other when Elina had suddenly slumped into his arms after calling the name, Storm. Damonq quelled the need to take out the picture of the Storm, and fly around the world if necessary to find the girl so that they could be done with this once and for all. “You have a clear picture of her now?” Tensel inquired, unfolding his arms across his chest, and then clasping his two hands as a combined fist, his entire attention on Elina.

"My my. look at New York most mighty CEO." She went around the table to put her hands around his neck to kiss him at the chicks. "Elena stop that." Damien said removing her hand around his neck. "Damien its been a month since we last saw each other or you don't miss me huh??" she said as she walk around to sit down at the chair on his front desk . “well if you don't I do. I miss you so much Damien" Elian said smiling. "Elena what did you want ?" he asked her as he continue signing his document

she laughed hysterically “You have never touched me even though we have shared the bed countless times but you slept with Olivia within 24 hours of meeting her” she chortled bitterly. “That's because I never saw you more than a friend, a friend I could rely on. I will—” “A friend? I don't want to be your friend, Damon. Am I not good enough to be Luna? Or your mistress?” she screamed, cutting me off from completing my statement. “Forget about Olivia because you will never see her again. If I can't be with you, I won't allow anyone else to be with you”

Felicia inquired, her heart heavy with worry. Kesha smiled without humor. "The last time I tried to stop Damon, he smashed a glass in my face," she said, meeting her mother's gaze. "I do not stand a chance against him, Mom. I do not have the strength." ** ELENA’S POV The days passed with tranquility (sex) and love after the marriage proposal. I still wondered if it was too soon, if we shouldn't wait a few more months before bonding so deeply, but deep down, I knew I did not want to wait.

Steel. He ran to me the second I entered, arms wrapping around me so tightly I thought he might shatter. His voice cracked with a thousand emotions. “Elena. God – Elena.” I didn’t cry. I didn’t collapse. I simply looked him in the eye and whispered, “We end this - Tonight” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Damien stared at me like he was seeing a different woman. Not the one he married. Not the one who fled. Someone... more dangerous. “You’re not the same,” he murmured.

“Sorry to barge in on you like this.” “No need to apologise,” she said kindly, looking at the twins with fondness. “I’m glad to be here. Seems we’ll be spending a lot of time together, Elena. Maybe like before?” Her voice held hope. I smiled faintly, unable to commit to anything, and turned my gaze to Damien. “A word in private, please.” Damien’s brows furrowed, but he nodded. He set Brian gently back on the floor and stood. “Before I forget,” he said lightly, as though to ease the tension, “Elijah mentioned he won’t be coming home this week. Something about needing private time for himself.”

But the moment my eyes met the CEO’s, everything inside me stopped and the air left my lungs. The young CEO stepped in, wearing a dark crisp suit that fitted his physique perfectly. He had a strong jawline and a face that sent shivers down my spine, but his eyes–I could never forget those eyes. It was the same that had stared down at mine as we made love after he'd saved me. “Elena Hart," Liam said with a soft smile. “I'd like you to meet my boss…” "Damien Cross.”