Elena Gilbert In Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

Mom Sharlene quickly cried. “Where is my daughter? What happened to her?” she cried. “I’m sorry, I failed to protect her,” Caled answered. Caled looked devastated, his eyes were bloodshot and I believed he cried. I sighed and swallowed hard when Sharlene went upstairs. I followed her with Dad and we arrived in Ginny’s bedroom. As we entered her room, Sharlene’s cry echoed around the room. She quickly hugged her body that was now lying on the bed. From what Spencer told me, Ginny is now in a state where she died. She’ll wake up tomorrow at night as a vampire because that's what the healer told them.

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

"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?"

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)

They spoke softly together, and Adrian occasionally glanced down at her with a patience he rarely showed anyone. Anyone could see they looked like the real couple. But I was supposed to be the real couple. I was Adrian's betrothed, the girl whose engagement had been arranged since childhood. Our first meeting had been when we were both very young, before my mother died. As a child born of vampire and human blood, I was powerful, yet could never fully control that power. My mother never once called me a monster. She would hold me and say gently, "Elena, you just haven't learned to master your gift yet."

he said, voice carrying through the hall, “this is Elena. My mate. My claimed. She carries my mark and my seed. Anyone who touches her without my permission will die slowly.” A murmur ran through the room. One vampire — a tall, beautiful woman with white-blonde hair — stared at me with open hatred. “You brought a hunter’s daughter into our home?” she asked, voice sharp. Lucian’s hand tightened on my thigh. “Watch your tongue, Selene,” he said calmly. “Or I’ll remove it.” The woman lowered her eyes, but the tension in the room thickened. Lucian didn’t seem bothered. He simply reached for a glass of what looked like red wine but smelled like blood. He took a sip, then turned my face toward him

The mask clattered to the floor, ringing against the tiles. I stood before him, my platinum hair wild, my silver eyes burning with a fury that could level cities. I didn't look like the broken girl from the woods. I looked like a Goddess of War. Killian fell off the table, dropping to his actual knees this time. Not because I demanded it, but because his legs wouldn't hold him. He stared at me, his lips trembling, his entire body shaking with the force of a thousand regrets. "Elena?" he whispered, the word a prayer. "You’re... you're alive? But your hair... your eyes... the White Lycan..."

Because sometimes you meet the dream you never even dreamed of, and it was more important than the one you’ve wished for. Elena Gilbert came at me with the force of a tsunami. She didn’t ease up for a second. She battered me, hour after hour. Elena Gilbert barreled into me and fucked me six ways ’til Sunday, and, shit, probably several ways we ain’t even learned of yet. Elena Gilbert smacked into me and contorted and twisted and morphed my perception of life in the most petrifying way. Elena Gilbert slipped her way into my world and slowly became the thing I didn’t know I needed.

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