Novel & Cerita Elena Gilbert From Vampire Diaries

“What are you looking for?” “I thought…I thought I saw someone…” she glanced back at me sharply. “Was there someone else down here?” “Uh, no. Just me.” I answered lightly, nudging her closer to the stairs. “Are you sure?” she asked, as we started back up. “You weren’t…you weren’t talking to anyone?” Yes. Yes I was, actually. I was talking to a vampire; a really hot vampire. I shook my head, as I followed her up the last few steps, avoiding her nervous glances at me, and plastering a smile on my face. “Nope.”

Even the werewolf Queen, Abbie, who just so happened to be the former Luna of the Blood Moon Pack, where Anthony is alpha now, came to our ceremony. And it's no surprise that Alpha Hunter, her mate is here too. They are good friends with our Alpha Alarick and Luna. "Eli... Eli! Congratulations." Lorie pulls me, hugging me, making me cringe inwardly. Her high-pitched voice resonates in my ear, making me clench my jaw. I pulled her hands off my neck, making her face red in embarrassment. "Eli... why would you do that? Isn't Lorie your mate?" a friend of hers says, making me shoot daggers her way.

She then followed me out of the room. "What's this about? Does Lance know you're here?" Elena said, calmly. It was worth mentioning that this was uncharacteristic of her. "He does," I lied. "You're lying but okay," Elena said, feigning understanding. "So what do you want?" "To offer you a deal. Give me my power back and I will make you something that can regenerate your missing toes." Elena one day during a pack hunt got caught in a trap in her werewolf form as a child, but she was rather lucky to be missing only the last three toes of her left foot.

He could tell because it was right there in her eyes, but of course she was fighting it, he thought as he watched her look away. "I hope I'm not late," she said when she stood in front of them. "Not at all," said Chandler, shaking his head as if trying to shake away the spell she'd cast on him, "Matt, this is Elena Davis. Elena…. Mr Matt Harrington," Elena and the man shook hands as he introduced himself to her. He was wearing a sky blue shirt tucked into black pants. He wasn't as tall as Chandler, but he looked about the same age as him and also handsome.

Lucifer held her and comforted her as she cried "Listen Viola, you still have me as family, you still have Ciro as family and I least I forget, you still have Elena as family. I promise to always be there for you, this isn't t the end of the world" "I swear by his grave, every single one of those Russian savages will die" The rage emanating from her tone was fierce enough that Lucifer was certain if she had a knife, she would kill any of them. "Don't worry Viola, I assure you that we would stop each and every single one of them" He assured her. *** Elena was fast asleep in bed when she felt hands caressing her. She jolted up instantly to see Carl smiling at her "I want to have a taste of you

even when she didn't mean to say that, she knows that Beatrice, that's the only reason Silas was losing his mind like this. Of course Silas is an omega and Beatrice is an alpha though a recessive one, but she could still make Silas blood spike up. But why? Silas was hers, she felt her entire body screaming that. She was so angry, Silas lowered his entire frame, nestling his nose next to her neck, "Oh Elara...I never knew I could make it past tonight."

"You look at the board members, and you say: *My name is Elena Carnegie. I am Callum’s daughter, and I am taking my father’s chair. That is all you need to say, Elena. The papers will do the rest of the work." Elena repeated the words in her mind. My name is Elena Carnegie. It felt strange to say that last name. For twenty-nine years, she had been Elena Gilbert. She had been an ordinary girl with an ordinary life. Now, she had to become someone else to protect her son’s future. --- --- Across the city, inside the massive Carnegie mansion, the atmosphere was completely different. The master bedroom was huge, filled with expensive gold mirrors and dark silk curtains. But tonight, the room felt

The mask clattered to the floor, ringing against the tiles. I stood before him, my platinum hair wild, my silver eyes burning with a fury that could level cities. I didn't look like the broken girl from the woods. I looked like a Goddess of War. Killian fell off the table, dropping to his actual knees this time. Not because I demanded it, but because his legs wouldn't hold him. He stared at me, his lips trembling, his entire body shaking with the force of a thousand regrets. "Elena?" he whispered, the word a prayer. "You’re... you're alive? But your hair... your eyes... the White Lycan..."

As night settled over the pack lands, Mrs. Lauren paced her chambers, unable to shake the dread settling deep in her bones. The letter from the seers lay on her desk, its words haunting her. Elena was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. This alone was enough to cause an uproar if anyone found out. And her son Damien was already battling his vampire nature, his blood lust awakened by the very presence of his mate. But it wasn’t just them anymore.

“He did?” Elisa nod, “You are a genuine delight. I’m Elisa Gilbert, we kinda went to the same university.” And moving closer to Vary, she whispers, “He has always been a blabbermouth with things and people he liked.” Into her ear, causing Vary to chuckle. I hear her though and my cheeks felt like they are on fire and I glare at her, but she willingly ignores it, “If I didn’t know you in college, I would have asked the owners to fire you for breach of privacy.”