Elena Gilbert Season 4 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I already lost my father five years ago. The elevator opens and Elena enters the room. She notices the scattered living room and Rachael's shocked face while Gabriel cleans his bleeding nose. She drags her bag and places a hand on her waist, “Did I miss something?”.

That electric awareness that prickles along his spine and makes his wolf lift its head. She's here. Gabriel's eyes sweep the cemetery entrance before he can stop himself. And there she is. Elena Sterling stands at the top of the stone steps, surveying the crowd with those silver-blue eyes that have haunted his dreams for six years. She's dressed in black, a simple dress that flows to just below her knees, her dark hair pulled back in an elegant twist. She looks like a widow who's forgotten she's supposed to be mourning someone else's husband. Gabriel's breath catches.

Promise. Albert - Alright, my love. I’ll see you soon. I love you, Elena. Don’t ever forget that. Me - I won’t. Take care of yourself. I then hang up quickly before my voice betrays me. Leaning against the wall, I close my eyes. I feel torn apart. Two men, two loves, and me, trapped in the middle, betraying one simply by breathing near the other. When I return, Gilan’s eyes lock on me instantly. Fear and suspicion cloud his face. He doesn’t ask, but I can feel the storm brewing inside him. I slide into my seat and force a smile.

Samuel Gilbert" Elena is the ready to turn to walk away but I stopped her by grabbing her wrist. "Now what?" She asked, without looking at me. "I haven't said yet that you are rejected" I shocked her by saying this suddenly, but she didn't say anything she just started staring at me with her big eyes. "But you didn't even say that I have been selected?" She said me In Return. "You know what? You don't have any patience" I said pulling her closure to me, She Place her hand on my chest to keep the distance between our bodies "I know I am stubborn. I have gone on my father with the stubbornness" she replied arrogantly to me and for the first time I am liking this arrogant girl.

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.