Novel & Cerita Elena Gilbert Stefan Salvatore

Are you kidding me right" he asks me while passing shockily expressions "No, i really don't know who is he"? I shrug my shoulders "Damn, you are so boring Elena" he said and i start laughing listening his comment "I really don't know buddy, i shug my shoulders "Don't you listen the song's? he question me "Nahhh", I replied him "That's why, you don't know who is SG. He is the great Samuel Gilbert the famous rockstart. There is no one who does not know him obviously axcept person like you.

Elena suddenly smiled strangely. She glanced at Killian who was chatting and laughing downstairs, then suddenly grabbed my wrist. "Halen, if I jump from here, do you think Killian will save me or kill you?" "Are you crazy? This is the high seas!" Before I could shake her off. Elena suddenly screamed: "Ah—! Halen, don't push me! Help!" Immediately after, she unhesitatingly flipped over the railing, falling into the bone-chillingly cold seawater like a kite with a broken string.

But before I could move another inch, I heard his low voice. “Elena.” He sounded deadly calm and it gave me the chills. I froze. Jesus, what a big mess! Salvatore stood ten feet away, still in his black pants and open shirt, his morning hair messy. Two of his men were behind him, ready to advance at his command. His eyes burned with fury… and something that was even scarier. Hunger. “You really thought you could run from me?” he said, stepping closer. I backed up until my back hit the wall. “Please… I can’t do this. You’re using me. I’m just a pawn to you.”

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

he said, moving close to the bag. “I cannot help but wonder what she told you that made you did that without bothering about the consequences of your actions,” “She?” Stefano queried again. I of course sense his impatience growing. “Yes,” Sal replied, opening the zip of the bag. “Apparently,Elena is threatening her.” As he mentioned her name. He forced her head out of the bag. She struggled with Salvatore and mumbled against the tape on her mouth. “Elena,” I muttered, speechless.

' One journalist says. 'Yes, if you remember..our sources have spotted Mr Salvatore in the company of a blonde head mysterious woman. Now the mystery has been uncovered and we now have learned that she's none other then Elena Mathews. Julie Salvatore's God daughter. Also model and socialite.' Another journalist says. ' They are rather cute aren't they?' The first journalist says.. ' Yes they are.' The TV is switched off and my head snaps to Joey, who throws the remote on the couch.

I scolded. "I know. I asked Rose. And as your buddy, I had to do some research" He rubbed his hands together, trying to sound as mysterious as possible. "That's not even necessary. It's not like I'm gonna fall in love with her anyway" I said. "Let me tell you, her name is Natalie Karina Salvatore, the daughter of the Salvatore Enterprises. She's an Economics Professor and she's a part time head decorator at their family bakery which is really famous, she models part time as well and from my sources, she's the most obedient, most loved and most cared for daughter in her family" Victor explained.

For a long moment, they just stared at each other. Then Salvatore’s face crumpled. “Mia figlia,” he choked out. “My baby girl.” Elena ran to him. Her father caught her in a crushing embrace, and she was ten years old again, safe in Papa’s arms. “I’m sorry,” she sobbed into his chest. “I’m so sorry, Papa. I was so stupid—” “Shh, no apologies. You’re here now. You’re safe. That’s all that matters.” Salvatore pulled back, framing her face with his hands. “Let me look at you. So thin. Have you been eating?”

I could hear her ragged breathing on the other end of the line. “I already know the truth, Lucia,” Elena said, her voice dripping with a bitterness that actually stung. “Stefano married me for revenge. He used me. You’ve already ruined my life. What else could there possibly be?” I glanced at Raffaele. He was grinning now, his teeth flashing in the dark like a wolf’s.

" Get your fans out to konstantin's lair, act as though you are marvelling at his beautiful house, that would stall him for some minutes so Delphine and iris could get their job done " " Marco, won't konstantin fired on me or my beloved fans? You said this man is so vicious " " He won't,not in public. Yes he's vicious but you are an Italian citizen and was only going about your promotion so he would sees no reason to pull out a gun and a secret for you my darling, konstantin Dmitri has a kind spot for beautifully woman like you " " Oh " Giovanna breathe out shakily after a long time and then replied " sure my underboss, I will get the job done. You can turn on the TV, the promotion is live "