Elena Gilbert In Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Anytime Elena was close to Gabriel, it made The Luna to worry and made her uncomfortable because it reminded her that her plans for Princess Bethany's future were not going as she wanted it to play out. Indeed, Gabriel's mum really had reasons to be worried about Elena's true intentions, as she couldn't just understand why a maid would choose to open her heart to her Alpha. Gabriel Mum had hired people to spy on Elena to see what she was up to and planning. The spies kept a close eye on her and observed, they reported her as a hardworking and kind person who had made friends with a group of people. But Gabriel's mum saw Elena as someone who could mess up her own plans.

Chapter Seven The file didn't say much. Maria Gilbert. Thirty-two years old. Newly married. Wife of Daniel Gilbert. No photograph. No detailed history. Nothing that explained what she had done or why she was a target. But there was only one instruction. Eliminate on sight. So when Elena slipped into the apartment Mr and Mrs.Gilbert owned, she knew not to waste time. The place was quiet. She moved through the living room without making a sound, her gaze sweeping over every corner as she went. Then, she heard it.

She finally sighed and picked up the call, after it rang for several minutes. "Hello, Maya." "You're really doing this? Like, right now?" Maya blurted as soon as she heard her voice. Elena stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked pale, sharp cheekbones, dark hair pulled into a sleek knot, lips painted deep crimson to hide how dry her mouth felt. "I have to." She replied after a while of silence. "This isn't some dive bar sting operation, El. These people are ghosts. Billionaires who make people disappear for fun. If they figure out you're a journalist...

I wiped my tears, sighed and stared at Alia who just came downstairs and had examined Alia "Do you have any idea on what is wrong with her Alia?" Alia shook her head "Unfortunately not..... She is not responding to any treatment". I stared at her..... What exactly is wrong with her? If the moon goddess was down and out of commission, then many things could go terribly wrong and after what happened to Hunter and those innocent vampires, I was sure our previous enemies were arising......and Selena was the only person capable of sending them back to where they came from. "I can walk on my own Mark, so stop treating me like a cripple" I heard Hunter say.

“I—I…” “Missy, give her some time to breathe. Geez. I’m getting a drink, so just breathe, okay?” I told her, watching some of her stress ease and even though I didn’t really want to, I headed into the kitchen to grab a drink, taking an extra long time to put the electric kettle on to make tea. By the time I came back and handed over the mug of tea to Eleonore, she seemed to have managed to get her bearings. “Thank you, Gael.” Ellie smiled weakly, just holding the mug for a moment before confirming what I’m sure we all knew. “He bit me. The vampire from before, Valerian.”

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.

George instructed. Dillon didn't waste any time. He approached George and Elaine, and the closer he got, the more violent Elaine became. She growled, struggled and practically foamed at the mouth. She knocked the back of her skull against George's nose, drawing blood, but the male vampire didn't relent on his hold. Dillon closed the space between his body and that of Elaine's. He laced his hands around her waist, and pulled her into his form, holding her tight. Elaine huffed and screamed, but Dillon held on, and pressed his chin on her shoulder.

I look of the students of Vampire High. "She's a Gredator and will be killed--" "Not all Gredators hurt." Lit interrupted what Vixie had to say. "How can you say she's not hurting?" Vixie asked. Lit grinned and looked at me. "Since she stepped into Vampire High, we all know she's a Gredator. If she's a bad Gredator ... she already have a chance to kill us but she didn't do it.." Lit said as she turned to look at me. I stopped at what she said. I mean ... They knew I was a Gredator earlier than I was? How? Did Fin know they all knew I was a Gredator?

#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.

YEAR 1631 JANUARY,ENGLAND. "Dahlia is dead." Eli muttered while he walked to the old church were his Vampires usually gathered. "Who could have done it?" Gerald Harmony asked by his side. He was a Vampire who just turned 117. Many others also knew the close relationship they both shared. Eli himself couldn't deny he had taken interest in the Vampire. He saw his younger version himself in Gerald that's why he had long concluded he would make the young Vampire his successor as King if anything unforseen happened.