Elena Gilbert From Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

“Scarlett... she’s mated to Alpha Damon of the Crescent Pack, and he might be the one who killed him.” The color drained from Elena’s face. She staggered backward, gripping the edge of a table for support. “What? That’s... that’s impossible. The Crescent Pack? Damon?” Her voice cracked with hysteria. “No, no, no. This can’t be happening. Go back. You have to go back and make her come!” I shook my head wearily. “You don’t understand. She’s his mate, Elena. Her second chance mate. Even if I wanted to force her, which I don’t, I couldn’t. The Crescent Pack would declare war.”

Agent Zoe said as she led the way inside. Elena walked into the fancy sitting room and met Mr. Bellos, for the first time in her life. Agent Zoe bowed at Mr. Bellos and left. "Good day Mr. Bellos" Elena said to him as he dropped the glass of liquor he was holding on a mini stool. "And you are?" He asked trying to recall where he met the little girl. He walked up to her, placing his right hand inside his pocket. "Elena Gilbert" she said as he smirked.

Gusto's words cut her deep, and I felt a pang of satisfaction. "When I found out Gabe had a team that took trips to the pack," Gusto continued, "I made sure I was selected. Being on the team helped me get closer to the werewolves, and I knew I'd find someone to use." His gaze locked onto Elena, his eyes cold. "See... My first catch was Dahlia. Not you. It had been Dahlia first." He shook his head sadly. "Poor girl had a crush on me, but when you started to feel the same, Elena, I knew you were the better choice." Elena's face crumpled, her body shaking with sobs. She had been blinded by love, and now she was paying the price.

"I just… I was on stage, and then—boom!—I woke up here. It doesn't make any sense." Kiara's breath hitched as recognition dawned. This woman wasn't just anyone. She was Elena Gilbert, a world-famous rock star. "You're Elena Gilbert!" Kiara exclaimed, her voice filled with awe. Elena's eyes widened. "You… you know me?" Kiara nodded quickly, her excitement momentarily eclipsing the surreal situation. "Yes! I've listened to all your songs! But…" She glanced around, the weight of their surroundings pressing in on her. "This is insane. What are the odds of us both ending up here?"

Giselle hesitated, then gave me the number. I dialed it immediately. Damon's mother answered on the second ring. "Who is this?" "It's Sera." I kept my voice steady. "We need to talk." "I have nothing to say to you." "Then just listen." I took a deep breath. "I know who Elena is.” “What do you mean?” she retorted. “She's Damon's former mate, isn't she?" Kade's POV The woman straddled my lap, her naked body warm against mine.

Samuel Gilbert" Elena is the ready to turn to walk away but I stopped her by grabbing her wrist. "Now what?" She asked, without looking at me. "I haven't said yet that you are rejected" I shocked her by saying this suddenly, but she didn't say anything she just started staring at me with her big eyes. "But you didn't even say that I have been selected?" She said me In Return. "You know what? You don't have any patience" I said pulling her closure to me, She Place her hand on my chest to keep the distance between our bodies "I know I am stubborn. I have gone on my father with the stubbornness" she replied arrogantly to me and for the first time I am liking this arrogant girl.

As soon as he stepped into the penthouse, Ary opened the email fully and began reading: Elena Ava Nolan, born December 25, 1997 to Jon Patrick and Gina Marie Nolan, both of Essex, Massachusetts. Mother, deceased. Personal Details: - Age: 23 - Nationality: American - Marital Status: Married (Bradley “Brad” Hawkins) Residence and Employment: - Last confirmed residence: Shared condo with Bradley Hawkins in Lawrence, MA. - Last known employment: Junior Chef at Scavos Eatery, Essex, MA, from where she resigned, citing “personal reasons”

She didn’t even know why she cried. “Margarette, please tell me what this is all about so I can help.” “I’m helpless. We’re hopeless.” The grief in her voice was too thick it shot right through Ellaine’s heart. “I can’t understand. Calm down, please.” “Estelel is my sister.” Margarette could’ve thrown a bomb at Ellaine but won’t surprise her as she did by her statement. “Yes, Ellaine. Believe it or not, the Virsathen tree is my sister.” Margarette cried.

"And I know you can feel it too." It's not a question. It's a statement. Because of course they both feel it. The shift in the mate bond. The way Elena's presence feels different now. Stronger. More substantial. More other. Dante nods slowly. "What happened to her, Seraphina?" Seraphina sets down her glass. Takes a deep breath. When she speaks, her voice is careful. Measured. "Elena is a vampire." "What?" Dante stares at her. "That's impossible. She's been tested. She has a wolf. An omega wolf that I can smell on her. She can't be..."

After making love to Elena, I lay in bed with her in my arms like any other night. "Elena?" "Mm?" "Can I ask you something?" "Sure." "About your vampire side. Can I ask how it happened?" She tenses and gradually relaxes. "My maternal grandma met and fell in love with a vampire." "But that's...." "Not allowed. I know. But my grandma didn't care. She and the vampire had a relationship, even if she had a mate at that time. When her mate got killed by a few vampires, she was already pregnant with my mom. Everything was fine with them for a while, but one day they had a big fight, and my grandma said she never wanted to him again. She raised my mother alone, but she never forgot about the vampire