Elena Gilbert Halloween Costume Novels & Stories

He leaned down, his lips ghosting over the curve of her shoulder, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. "The mask," he commanded softly. Lying on the vanity was a delicate filigree mask made of blackened silver. It was beautiful and haunting, shaped like the wings of a bird of prey. Elena picked it up and tied the silk ribbons. When she looked back in the mirror, she was gone. In her place stood a stranger—a woman of mystery and high-society shadow. Killian donned his own mask—a simple, matte black piece that covered the upper half of his face, making his amber eyes look like glowing coals.

"This is true. I want to leave at six; can you be ready by then?" "Sure can. Can't wait. See you soon." Ellie came over to get ready for the party, like she always did. Her costume looked great, hugging her curves and showing an extreme amount of cleavage. "Ronald is going to pick me up at six, and we're going go out to eat." "You're going out to eat like that?" "Yeah. I look fucking hot!" I laughed. "True, true." I pulled on my costume, which consisted of a short, sleeveless pink leopard print dress, cat ears, and pink fishnets.

I tried to make a swift movement to catch up with the blondie with the familiar melted sugar scent when I bumped into Elena. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" She patted the reddish-purple gown she had on. It had little pearl embroidery and the upper corset was made from expensive lace and beaded satin. I cleared my throat awkwardly, my secret best stays with me. "Just looking out for everyone to prevent anyone from snatching another's heart via force or magic." "Hilda! Always so uptight, c'mon it is a party so let's enjoy it." Her jet black hair was styled in a chignon and two sticks were crossed behind it to form a Chinese look.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

She was finally going to have enough space with her friends. "Don't worry babe, I will fill you up on the details when you arrive, I promise" She pecked him on the cheeks, and carried her shoes to her room. "Elena will be the death of me" Carl revealed after she was gone. The next day came faster than Elena had expected and already, she was getting herself ready for the ball. She had purchased a mask from ectsy with her phone. It was made out of silver and it had this mysterious craft that lured her in the first place to buying it.

Chapter Fifteen Elena stood in front of the massive mirror, zipping up the black silk dress Gabriel had tossed on her bed. It clung to her like a second skin—sleeveless, high-necked, ending just above her knees. Paired with dark heels and the soft glow of the collar locked around her neck, she looked like the kind of woman you didn’t touch unless invited. The kind of woman who belonged to danger. She took one last shaky breath and stepped into the hall.

she replied. "Then how come she is still alive!!" He yelled. "I'm sorry sir, I don't..." "You are useless, I will take care of it myself" He cut her off before cutting the call. She sighed and put the phone back in her pocket before walking away. ****NEXT DAY, 7PM**** ELENA AND LEONARD'S ROOM Elena was standing in front of the mirror while staring at her reflection in the mirror, she was cladded in a red off-shoulder long gown which was fitted from her upper part to her knee where it flowed down to the ground.

If he did…he wanted her. ~that night~ Elleanna stood in front of her full length body mirror admiring her deep purple gown that had gold around the edges and the sleeves. She looked like a princess. Her hair was curled in ringlets that cascaded down her back ending just at her bottom. Her shoes were gold boots. Her sleeves where down to her elbows and the lace at the top of her dress ended just at her collarbone. She let out a sigh having to fight herself to even go to the ball. Before she left she placed on the plastic white face mask that looked similar to the one from the Phantom of the Opera. It covered her left side of her face so no one would she her scar that trailed down her face. Sh