Elena Gilbert Halloween Costume Novels & Stories

She asked me, taking a sip of coffee while I was just staring at her. “I told you that this will be forever,” I said. Elena’s POV: I was looking at myself in the mirror and smiling. For tonight, I picked the red silk sleeveless dress; it had a deep V-neck showing a teasing amount of cleavage. The dress was reaching to my knees with a tiny slit on one side going to mid-thigh. My hair was straight and left open. I applied red lipstick and mascara, ditching any other makeup for tonight. My black stilettos were resting near my bed.

Pagan wondered if they bought the costumes for Halloween or had them for role play. Never mind. He decided that he did not want to know the answer. Gertie stood on his porch handing out candy in an Agent Carter costume and Karan couldn’t keep her eyes off the other woman. “Come on, Elvira.” Cookie said taking Pagan’s phone from Shiloh. “Go get a picture with them.” The girls exclaimed excitedly, and Pagan encouraged her also. She stood by Pagan behind Alyssa. A few pictures were taken and then Ashlyn pulled her sister away.

My skin was buzzing, waiting for the sound that would wreck my world. Elena stood in the middle of their huge bedroom, her bare feet sinking into the rug that cost more than her college tuition. At forty-two, people told her she was radiant, elegant. Tonight, she just felt old. And scared. The silk robe she wore felt like water against her skin, a deep emerald green Julian had chosen. It was beautiful, and it felt like a costume. She was waiting. The quiet in the house was so loud it buzzed in her ears. She was waiting for the sound that would break it ,the growl of an engine that didn’t belong

said Sophia while rolling her eyes. "I look like I am in some kind of boring Halloween party" said Anna. Genevieve gave the trio girls there ritual dress to wear. But somehow it was so old fashioned. Anna was wearing a full black gown with puffy sleeves with long green cape falling from her shoulders to age of her gown matching her eyes, with long tailed witch hat and the long shoes. There were green design over her sleeves and edge of her gown. Sophia had a same design but she had a red design over it, while Lilliana had yellow on it.

Damon and Elena flashed fake smiles for the photos and proceeded inside. Elena wore a red satin Porsche Satin dress. The delicate fabric hugged her curvaceous figure, with an elegant mermaid tail trailing behind, following the open slit on her right leg. The dress's low-cut straps left her shoulders and décolletage exposed. She also wore long gloves on her hands, matching the dress fabric.

Right before Amelia could join her in her room, Elena shut the door right on her face, and Amelia groaned. Open the fucking door Gilberto! She yelled from the other side, and Elena only grinned before heading to change. She picked out a yellow sun dress and dressed as fast as possible, knowing full well that her boss was waiting outside for her with his endless number of security men. She brushed her hair and tied it into a pony tail, and quickly matched out of the room to see Amelia still standing at that particular spot waiting for her with a frown on her face. You are not going to starve me of this story Elena. Amelia told her, and Elena smiled at her as she continued walking.

Everywhere was filled with people who had come to celebrate Colorful banners from dozens of werewolf pack symbols alongside other people and species such as vampires and witches. . "It's beautiful," Rosa murmured, Elena cradled against her shoulder. Pierce walked out from the cottage's back room where he'd been dressing, Marcus in his arms. Both father and son wore simple but elegant blue jean tops and trousers. "You look handsome," Rosa said, standing on her toes to kiss Pierce's cheek. "You look more beautiful" Pierce replied, taking in Rosa's flowing white dress embroidered with beads. "Though I think our daughter is stealing the show." Elena wore a golden gown with a brown hat.

She was Elena Vance, a woman rumored to have once been very close to Dante. Elena walked forward, her heels clicking like a countdown on the marble floor. She stopped a few inches from Lily, her gaze raking over the midnight-blue dress with blatant contempt. "The dress is beautiful," Elena said, her voice a poisonous honey. "But we both know you’re wearing a costume, don't we? I know exactly who you are, Lily. Or rather, I know what you are." "I don't know what you're talking about," Lily said, her heart hammering.

She finally returned the hug, letting the tears slip down her cheeks. ~•~•~•~•~ Daniel: Have fun at the party:) Elena smiled at the message as stared at her image in the mirror. She was wearing a red knee- length pencil gown Luke had got her with the excuse of 'she couldn't tarnish his image appearing like a waitress at the party'. The gown had lacy designs layered around it. It was cut at the back, flashing her skin. She had her hair down on her shoulders with light make up on.

Killian was gathering his documents into one pile when he heard a faint knock from his study door, wondering who it was at this time of the day, “come in” Killian said as the study door creaked open and Elena walked in she was dressed in normal clothing with hood over her head. She wore this disguise in case anyone recognised her.