Elena And Caroline Novels & Stories

"Under what name?" I understood what he was asking. Was I still Lina Vale, the woman with no past, or Elena Valenti, the daughter who had walked away? I tightened my fingers around the mug. "Elena Valenti."

"My whole life is a lie." "No." I reached over and took her hand. "You're real, you're the most real thing I've ever known." "But I was created by Vanessa, designed to look like Grace and Sophia so I'd end up with you." Elena's voice was breaking. "Our whole relationship is part of her plan." "I don't care." I squeezed her hand. "Even if Vanessa designed you, even if she orchestrated us meeting, what we feel for each other is real." "How can you know that?" Elena asked.

I forced my chin up, meeting his dead gaze. "I, Alpha Kaelen of the Northern Court," he stated, each word cutting through me like a knife, "do not accept the trickery of the moon. I reject you, Elena of the Crescent Pack, as my mate and future Luna." The room collectively drew in a sharp breath.

“Yes, I suppose you have been. Well, perhaps you’ll give Killian a message for me.” “What is it?” “Tell him... Only a monster can deal with another monster.” Without another word, Douglas vanished back into the shadows he’s spawned from. Elena wasn’t willing to wait to see if there were any other creatures lurking about. She got in her car and sped off to the house. Not taking any changes, she snatched her bag up and rushed into the house. Her intentions were to speak to Killian as soon as possible, but her plans came to a crashing halt when she ended up stumbling into a muscled chest.

The moment his words ended, the secretary’s second call came in. “Sir, the lawyer representing Madam just contacted us.” Damien’s breathing stopped for a moment. “Other than matters regarding the lawsuit and necessary property division, Elena refuses any form of private meeting with you or Mr. Luca. “And regarding ownership of the antique pistol, she intends to pursue the matter personally to the very end.”

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

I was ready to fight for my love. The door to my room creaked open and I saw Viola standing by the post. Her eye widened with a smile with a smile which never got to her eyes. “Elena, sister,” she called with surprise and excitement. “We’ve all been searching for you. Are you alrifh?” She asked as she walked into my room. Her purple eyes flicked from me to the doctor, then back to me. I gave doctor Tancredi a sign to leave, then forced a smile, just like Viola did. “I am fine, Viola. Why’s everyone worried? Aren’t you the Luna now?” I responded, instinctively taking my hands off my stomach.

said Caroline. "I'm fine, Sister" said Elliona, replying to Caroline's hug. "How about you and Yura?" said Elliona after they let go of each other's arms. "Of course we're fine too," says Caroline smiling sweetly at Elliona. "Thank God" Elliona relieves. Caroline's peering at the back of Elliona's body, she's like looking for someone "With whom you went here? Is it with William? Huh, where is he?" she said by circulating her views.

There was an undeniable tension between the two women as Elena made her way to them, the air around them charged with unspoken words. “Dante,” Elena said smoothly, her voice sweet but laced with an edge. “I see you’ve brought your little... project with you.” Isla’s jaw clenched, but she kept her expression neutral. Elena’s words weren’t lost on her. She knew exactly what kind of game Elena was playing. “Bella,” Dante said, his voice colder than before, “this is Elena Ricci. Elena, this is Bella Caruso.” Isla nodded curtly, but Elena didn’t seem interested in formalities. Her gaze flickered briefly to Isla’s face, studying her with a mixture of disdain and curiosity.

“And you are not going upstairs.” “Excuse me,” Vivian replied, very sharp. “I know Carlos was here that day ” Vivian said Elena’s face went pale instantly , how did she know that she thought. She imagined she had been exposed and they were coming for her soon “Were you sleeping with him too? First my husband then both brothers huh . No wonder everyone calls you the whore of Ravenhood” she sneered Elena bit her lip tightly her face turning red. “Why are you so tensed? You had something to do with Carlos’s murder too?” Vivian asked quietly walking slowly toward her