Novelas y relatos de Elena Gilbert From Vampire Diaries

"She doesn't even recognize us yet." The faintest smile hit Dorian's lips. "Now this is getting interesting, who's she?" "Elena Rivers," the words came out smoothly from my mouth like it belongs there. "Moon marked female alpha, the one who just got rejected by her mate?" Okay.... how does he know that. "News travels faster than wild fire, so don't give me that look." he said, noticing the slight change of expression on my face. "Look my boy," he continued," I don't know what the moon goddess has installed for you but just trust instincts, understood?"

Garrick bared his fangs, his chest heaving as he tried to resist the crushing weight of Kaelen's dominant aura. "She is no queen! She is my unbonded omega! Elena belongs to the Bloodstone Pack, and I will not let the North humiliate me by harboring my cast-off!" High above on the battlements, Elena stepped up to the stone edge, looking down at the man who had tormented her for three long years. The silver starlight in her eyes flared to life, casting a brilliant, celestial glow into the dark courtyard below. Garrick snapped his head upward, his breath catching in his throat as he saw her.

Character Profile: Elena 1. Basic Information Full Vampire Name: Elena Vance (originally born Elena Vance in 1956) Apparent Age: 20 years old True Age: 70 years old (turned in 1976 at age 20) Current Role: Sophomore Art History & Literature student at St. Jude University Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (highly fluid, drawn to the soul and beauty of a person, though Maya is her first "love at first sight" obsession)

I rested my head back against his shoulder, closing my eyes for a brief second as I breathed in the familiar, comforting scent of cedar and rain that was uniquely his. "Saga one complete," Julian whispered against my ear, his deep voice carrying a quiet, triumphant vibration that thrilled through my chest. "Saga two conquered," I murmured back, turning within his arms so I could look up into his dark, luminous eyes. "And Vance Pharma rendered completely powerless." Julian leaned down, resting his forehead against mine, his hands coming up to cup my face with exquisite, breathtaking gentleness. "To the vanguard," Julian whispered softly against my lips.

Could she have been the one responsible for their deaths? If that's the case, what powers does she possess to do that? There's no way that was done by an ordinary Werewolf. There's a level at which we lycans kill our enemies, and it's far different from what happened to those Werewolves. If indeed this was done by Miss Diane, doesn't this mean she has some kind of power which we don't know about? As far as I know, the scarlet witch is Miss Gina, not Diane. What exactly am I missing in all of this? What exactly is going on?

For a second, I felt seen. Gerald turned crimson. “Your woman or not, she’s caused enough trouble tonight. Elena is bleeding, humiliated before everyone. You’ll hand her over to me,” he said, his finger trembling as it pointed at me, “so I can punish her properly.” I froze. Damon laughed, and it wasn’t human. It was sharp, surgical, the sound of a predator amused by prey. “You dare demand her from me?” he asked. “You should thank her, Alpha Gerald. It was her mercy that stayed my hand. Were it not for her, your head would already be rolling across the floor.”

Vivian said, her fingers wrapped around my wrist. The touch sent a sudden, violent jolt of irritation straight up my spine. My skin crawled. It took every ounce of strength not to rip my arm away from her, as she pulled us toward a small cluster of women standing near an elaborate ice sculpture. Vivian tapped the arm of a slender blonde woman dressed in immaculate, tailored Chanel. "Liz, darling, you have to meet Elena Reyes. She’s the brilliant consultant who’s been helping Killian with their internal affairs. Elena, this is my best friend, Liz."

#Locator spells# #Los Angeles# #Supernaturals# You have embarked on a suicide mission and if you don't show yourself, I will rip you into shred. ♥Elena's POV♥ Cedric is not just some ancient original vampire who is the king of Los Angeles, he has a reputation of being wild, vicious, and most times irrational.

I ask him while trying to keep my composure. "I know someone and she's a pack member," Fabian replied without hesitation to me. "Who?" I asked him and acted like I'm so fucking clueless even though I already have an idea who he's talking about. Damn! Lincoln must have told him about Elena. "Elena, that pregnant woman who's always with your Beta." He replied to me with a smile. The way Fabian smiles right now, it’s as if his problem just got solved. "Lincoln told you," I said softly but since Fabian's a vampire, he was able to hear what I just said.

The tents become quiet for few moments until they hear footsteps towards the tent and they can see Gilbert and Eric enter the tent follow by Adrian that holding a girl in his arm follow by Shane , Vernon , Karl , Jason , Wang and Gerald . Daniel and the two young women quickly stand and they can feel the anger in Adrian's eyes while looking at them . " Gilbert begin" , Adrian siad coldly while he put Elina on his lap and her head on his chest , he then slowly patter her back gently. He knows she still feels weak but he wants her to hear the truth .