Elena Ben 10 Novels & Stories

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

“I’m not good at lying. I’m not good at being small.” “You’ll be good at what you must,” Elena said. “Because you’re not doing this alone. You have Bella. You have me. And you have contingencies inside contingencies.” Bella let out a breath and leaned against the table. “Tell me what the chip will believe,” she said. “How do we fake a power surge convincingly?”

I turn from the window, walk to the war room I’ve turned the living room into. Photos of Elena everywhere. Her first steps. Her graduation. Her crying on the courthouse steps the day she was thrown out. And now, new ones. Her screaming from the balcony. Julian shielding her. The boy in her arms. Perfect. Luna looks up from her laptop. “The internet is eating Chloe alive. They’re calling Elena a mama bear.” I smile. “Let them. The louder she roars, the harder she falls.” Luna hesitates. “Are we really doing this?”

Chapter 25 Elena’s Point of View (I) The house was unusually quiet. Eli and Ella had been at school for over an hour, and for once, I had a rare moment to myself. But my mind refused to rest. I found myself thinking about Ben again. That man… so calm, so confident, so mysterious. He didn’t need to raise his voice to command attention. There was something about him—something quietly powerful… and at the same time unsettling. I knew almost nothing about him, and yet his presence kept forcing its way into my thoughts without permission.

“You’re children fighting over the shape of a wound while the world watches it bleed. Neither of you can change what was done. But you can choose what becomes of it.” Benita swallowed hard. “You think we can fix this?” “I think you can build from it,” Elara said. “You came here to talk to me? Then sit. Stop fighting with each other.” Cillian looked at Benita. She didn’t look away this time. Elara poured tea for herself, then for them. “Tell me what you want.” “I want you to vouch for me as the CEO of Bellington Industries.” Benita said, breathing heavy. “I doubt I have such power…” Elara replied, “I’m only an outcast.”

People glanced at me, then away. My face burned. Pure. She called Benita pure. And implied I'm not. *Olivia*— Zoey started. But Killian's growl grew louder. His eyes were starting to shift, that dangerous gold bleeding in. "Elena." His voice was ice. "Watch your tongue." Elena waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, don't be so sensitive. I'm just saying what everyone's thinking. Benita would have been a much better match for you. She's—"

* Now, why don't we get started? Audience: *claps* *Background music plays* Naomi: We are going to start with our main characters. *Faces Elena* Elena, let's start with you. Tell us more about yourself. Elena: *feeling chirpy.* Hello Everyone! As you all know, my name is Elena. I am the first and legitimate daughter of the king of Pres, but my father didn't treat me and my mother right so he deserves to die. *Says the last sentence malevolently*

She dropped the note and stood up trying to pull herself together. Elena is the oldest daughter of Mr. Alcantara, a petite slim girl with thick curly wave hair that framed her delicate oval face, her Hazel Green eyes were a mixture of Doe and siren but they were not as innocent as her, she had a nice pointed nose, slim heart shape lips, and a nice thick slim shape, her body was the dream of every lady including her best friend and men were not an exception.