Elena Gilbert Stefan Salvatore Novels & Stories

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.

after a while he calmed down and asked gently " So the package is located in Konstantin's home? " " Yes " Santana replied. " Any means to enter there? " He asked. " No outsider is allowed to enter Konstantin's home except his heartthrob." Mattia responded " Her name is Iris. Konstantin's weakness. She is an orphan whom Konstantin fell Head over heel in love with " " Did the lady reciprocate the feelings? " Maximo asked curiously. " No, not when he killed her parents in cold blood when she refused him "

Take care of him. Another one said: Love your capo my future sisters and daughters. You are the only one who can, when others fear and respect him, he is yours to love, and he will honor you in return. If he does not, the Salvatore family will remember your sacrifice. That, that, was deep, the name attached to that was Rebehak Iris Salvatore, wife to Rafael Brenad Salvatore. I took note of the name, she seemed like an interesting woman. Another woman wrote, very boldly might I add;

she curiously glinted at Ashley and she got a quick nod, hooray calm clasping hand from Ashley. “Are you sure going to date that library man?” Again, Ashley nodded. “He’s nice guy. How about you? Are you going to another date with Martinez, your charming crush around the planet, on the eastern hemisphere of this continent?” Elena cleared her throat. “A crush heist.” She chuckled and let Ashley looking at her with puzzled stare. ‘Gosh. Is he a kind of that man? Like Johnny Sly, my boss? Or Emir Drake?’ Elena inhaled and some curious questions attacking her mind like a string of bullets.