Elena And Damon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She gave me a pointed look, arching a brow. “Oh, please, Sienna. I may be old, but I’m not blind. I see the way he looks at you now. And I see the way you try not to look at him. It is something that I'm actually happy about.” I frowned, shifting Isla slightly in my arms as she continued to drink. “Nothing is happening between me and Damon.” Evelyn hummed as if she didn’t believe me. “You’re closer. I like seeing you both this way. It shows me that maybe, just maybe, there's a little hope.”

Ella's POV A chill ran through my body. I walked over and picked up the receiver. "You've been out of the pack for three weeks. Have you cooled off yet?" Damien's voice was lazy, like he was coaxing a child throwing a tantrum. In his eyes, the rejection document I handed over was probably just a laughable stack of scrap paper. "Now, get into the white van outside the cafe. The driver will bring you back to the pack. I'll forgive you and pretend this whole breaking the mating bond thing never happened."

ELENA The air between us had shifted in the last few minutes. Damian had that look in his eyes—the one that made my heart race a little faster, the one that made everything feel intense. I could feel the heat building between us, the space between us closing as the conversation turned from casual to something deeper, something that made my stomach flutter. I knew what I wanted. I had made up my mind long before tonight. Tonight, I was going to lose my virginity to Damian. He was the one I wanted, the one I always wanted, and after everything we’d been through, I didn’t care anymore.

"If you hadn't been chasing two women at the same time, would any of this have happened?" His face contorted. "Shut up!" But Vivian was beyond fear. "You shoved berries down her throat. You knocked her to the ground. You cheated on her. All of that was you, Damien. You're the one who drove her away." "You think she'll forgive you after all that? She's never coming back." Every word drove deeper. Damien's composure shattered. He raised his claws— "One more thing you don't know." His hand froze. "Elena is pregnant. But what does that matter to you? She'll take a new mate. Your child will call someone else 'Dad.' And you — you'll die alone."

"But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed." Very quickly, I opened my eyes. Damon was making out with her. He was sleeping with my friend, Cassandra. "No, I can't believe this..." I whimpered, my eyes growing red instantly. The box of pizza slipped off my hands and the snacks littered the floor. I couldn't control it. "Damon, how dare you sleep with my friend?!" "Annie..." Damon said, surprised that I was present watching both of them fuck in bed. "Go deeper, Damon," Cassandra rasped, holding deep breaths to take the pleasure in as she enjoyed it the most. "What's that poor thing doing with you? Haven't you dumped her for the last two months?"

“But the less you know, the safer you both are.” She met his eyes, unflinching. “That’s not safety,” she said quietly. “That’s shutting me out. I'm not some damsel to be locked in a fortress awaiting rescue from a knight who's too scared to sleep in his own house.” Ary blinked slowly. A soft gasp from the doorway announced the presence of Jim. He stood frozen, his jaw slightly open. The look on his face must have been what made Elena realize she had said too much.

“Elena, someone’s here to see you.” My heart paused for a moment as I pushed the door open and walked out. Two people were standing in the front hall—Damien and Luca. In just a little over ten days, Damien had already grown noticeably thinner. His usually immaculate black coat carried wrinkles from traveling, and exhaustion heavily shadowed his eyes. Luca stood beside him, still holding the wooden gun model I had given him. The moment he saw me, tears immediately rolled down his face. “Mom…” The instant he called out to me, my left hand instinctively clenched.

“Then where did they take her?” Elena whispered, “Somewhere we can’t track.” Damian’s face went terrifyingly still. “They lied,” he said softly. The voice returned one last time through the speakers. “Love has a price, Damian Vale.” The line went dead. --- ### **THE PROMISE** Damian turned slowly. His eyes were no longer just dark. They were ruthless. “They crossed a line,” he said. Elijah straightened despite the pain. “Then we erase them.” Elena cracked her knuckles. “Oh good. I was hoping for full villain mode.”

Damian didn't answer immediately. Then I heard him say, “Then that's her choice.” My fingers curled tighter around the bottle. A few seconds passed before Isabella spoke again. “Are you angry with her?” “No.” His answer came quickly. “She just needs time.” “And if she doesn't come back?” There was another pause. Then Damian's voice softened. “Whatever happens with Elena, Bella, I'm not going anywhere. You know that.” My heart dropped. Isabella gave a small sniffle. “Promise?”

“You’re a business woman who gets every project and grant she applies for because she knows exactly what the donors want. So how can you tell me you don’t know what Damien wants?” “What are you talking about?” I asked Elena, confused about she was trying to say and she walked up to me, her eyes still ice cold and her arms stil folded across her chest. “Are you truly clueless or do you not know that Damien Locke has started to have feelings for you?” She asked me and all I did was stare at her because the air felt weird. Elena never cared about my personal life. So why now? What did she stand to gain? Or worse. What was she up to this time?