Elena Gilbert Family Tree Novels & Stories

At the mention of children my heart skipped a beat, but I hurriedly covered up my unease with a smile, I couldn't let my parents find out I am infertile. It will be such a shame that the Gilbert's family won't have a third generation heir. "You know how the media operates mom, if it happens to leak out then it will be an issue, to the public Elisa Gilbert went abroad to study and has arrived back home, set to marry Damon Throne, her child hood sweetheart." "No one should know of my divorce or past marriage." It's in my past, thankfully Derrick was too broke to afford a proper wedding back then so we had only settled for going to the civil bureau to sign our marriage certificate.

I expected a glare, but instead he smiled and waved. I quickly looked away, pretending I did not notice him. My eyes drifted toward the entrance, expecting to see Ariana and Landon, but they were nowhere in sight. Where were they? I wondered, thinking of the countless pictures and videos of them plastered online in recent days, fueling the relationship rumors. I had mentioned it to Christian, who brushed it off, insisting it probably meant nothing, but their absence at this family dinner seemed suspicious. “Hello, Elena,” Owen’s mother, Teresa, greeted cheerfully.

The place just screamed Wealth. "Dad and mum" a middle-aged couple turned around, they were holding each other and Constantine spoke "Meet Eulalia, my date" he introduced My cheeks flushed when he called me his date. "Your welcome Eulalia," he said kissing me on both cheeks His mother had a huge smile on her face "it's nice to meet you, this is the first time my son is bringing a decent lady that doesn't look like a fake plastic doll" "Mum" Constantine whined

Summer smiled and said, “I heard from Keane that you haven’t rested well for a long time because you’re keeping investigating Gilbert's matters...” Elly’s hands that were holding the toy froze a little. Her gaze was filled with grievances. “Gilbert... is more important than my family.” Without Gilbert, she would not have lived until now and met Keane. Summer nodded. She knew about all of these. “If I stayed beside him like how I did in the past, maybe these things would not happen to him?” Elly’s voice was choking. “No one can stop what will happen. Even a smart person like Gilbert could not run away from the scheme, what else can you do if you stay beside him?” Summer shook her head. She di

Killian had been torturing Aunt Bonnie for weeks. She was a tough old broad. She wasn't going to crack. Ellen and Maddox had Searched through her home, looking for anything they could use. There was nothing except an old picture of Bonnie and a baby. Ellen couldn't remember her ever having a baby, so who was this? She decided to look up any babies born to the Gilbert family around that time. She looked about two years old, so she had a rough time frame.

"Thanks, Gilbert." Gilbert returned her smile, his charm undeniable. "No problem, Sienna." He handed her a towel. "You're wet. Here, you can use this to dry off." "Thanks." Jessica watched Gilbert closely, her eyes lighting up. If she remembered correctly, Gilbert was engaged to Halsey. The Lincoln and Greenwood families had a long-standing marriage pact. Bebe, the Lincoln family's daughter, was promised to Gilbert, the Greenwood heir. Gilbert's gaze was focused entirely on Sienna, and the warmth in his eyes made Jessica smirk knowingly.

Her face went white. I turned the first page toward Matteo. "Her birth certificate was sealed in Palermo under a private registry. Her mother was Lucia Marino." Matteo's fingers tightened around the bars. "Marino?" Elena flinched at the name. I looked at him. "Lucia was Vincenzo Marino's younger sister. Which makes Elena his niece, not a ruined Voss survivor, not some orphaned nurse from a family loyal to Bellandi, but Marino blood."

"But there has to be a reason my father paid Shah millions for thirty years." Elena was holding Rose and Violet against her chest and they were both sleeping peacefully. "Marcus said they collect genetic material from specific families." "Families with certain traits." I closed my eyes and tried to piece everything together even though my thoughts moved slower than they should. "But what traits?" "I don't understand what any of this has to do with us," Elena said. I opened my eyes and looked at her holding our daughters. "Grace." "What about Grace?" "Grace and Sophia and you and Lily." The pieces were starting to connect in my mind. "You all look alike."