Elena Gilbert Stefan Salvatore Novels & Stories

Ellie's POV "..... Well as you know, I'm Elisa Evans.. CEO and owner of this company..,nice to see you too. Ethan Castillo.." I stretched out my hand for a handshake to the our company's newest investor. "Thank you miss Evans. I've heard a lot about you" he took my hand and tugged it gently. I flunged my hand from his hold. " What have you heard about me?" He sighed. " I've heard you're a very beautiful woman, a strong woman who never gives up and you're also a very determined person."

—Yes, wonderfully, Santiago is a great man. -Santiago? - Luciana asked in a whisper, when Irina was going to answer the two men arrived. —I think we can go now, Santi has arrived. — Said Saúl who at that moment looked from him to Luciana — Lu, meet my best friend Santiago O'Brien. — And then he turned to his friend — and I present to you Luciana Brown, Irina's best friend. — They both looked at each other surprised, Santiago couldn't help but look at her from top to bottom with her gaze.

Capello hesitated, then admitted, “Sanchez has been watching me. He knows I’ve been losing control of you, Elena. If you leave quietly, he won’t punish me for it.” Dino let out a humorless laugh. “So this isn’t about saving us. It’s about saving yourself.” Capello didn’t deny it. Elena’s heart pounded. Her father wasn’t trying to protect her—he was bargaining with her life. She shook her head. “No. We’re not running.” Capello’s eyes darkened. “Then he will kill you.” Elena lifted her chin. “Then let him try.” Capello exhaled. “Don’t be foolish. You don’t know what Sanchez is capable of.”

"Did you find him? The broker said Dr. S was on that island. Did he agree to the USD 50 million?" Julian stood at the foot of the bed, the silence stretching so tightly it threatened to snap. He looked at the woman he had torn his life apart for, realizing with sickening clarity how utterly powerless he was to save her. "It’s not a 'he', Chloe. Dr. S... the founder of Genesis... it's Elara."

She no longer exists. Under the last line was a name he had never seen me write. [Elena Valenti] For a moment, Julian didn’t understand. Then the name hit him like a fist. Valenti. Anyone in New York knew the name. Old money whispered it. Politicians feared it. Cops pretended not to see it. It belonged to armored gates, private docks, and men who smiled before pulling the trigger. He sank into a chair, his face draining of color. He called my old number.

Salvatore, whose faces twisted in displeasure. “I will make this clear,” he declared. “As long as I live, no one will destroy this marriage.” Elena looked at Avery—whose face had darkened into something bitter and ugly, as if she wanted to curse the old man right there. “Miss Miller,” Old Mr. Salvatore said calmly, “you are the eldest daughter of the Miller family, and I will address you as such.” “Yes… Grandpa Salvatore?” she forced out, her jaw tense. “I believe my granddaughter-in-law, Elena, is incapable of kidnapping your son. If you insist she did, feel free to consult my legal team.”

“And you, my dear. Were you there? For this… relocation?” Elena met his gaze, letting a sliver of cold pragmatism show. “I was. Seemed like a waste of a usable resource to just bury him. Dante’s approach had more long-term value.” She was backing his play, building their narrative of a cold, efficient partnership. “How mercenary of you,” Salvatore murmured, his smile not reaching his eyes. “Which brings me to my central question. Who are you, really? Dante insists you’re a talented freelancer. But talent like yours… it has provenance.”

she couldn't understand why, she assumed it was with the same intention as her, and Jelena was attracted to Axel and so another rivalry started but this time, unlike Rita, Jenela was her superior. Axel had no idea what was going on in Gretel's mind, he was just grateful that Jelena appeared to save him from her clutches. Unlike the delusional Gretel, Axel was very certain that Jelena had not the slightest interest in him. In fact, the thought never came to mind and he never wondered why or even realized that she treated him differently. Who was Jelena Savage? Well, if anyone asked him, he would only reply with one sentence; "She is the devil" Axel returned to the dorms and took away a few th

Viola halted the doctor. My heart skipped a beat as my face shifted to the doctor. “What’s wrong with my sister? She doesn’t look good,” Viola questioned, turning to the doctor. Tancredi’s eyes flicked from Viola to me, and I gave her a quiet disapproval. “The Luna is…Elena is fine. She’s strong and doing well. I just stopped by for her regular check up,” Doctor tanctedi answered. I let out a sigh of relief before Viola turned back to me. She inched closer and stroke the strand of hair on my forehead.

Elena Salvatore breathlessly asked. "Soon." "Soon? When?!" "Within a week." She coughed and cleared her throat. "I might not live long enough to see my great-grandchildren. The least I want is to see you happily married to a lovely woman and guess what? I've found the perfect match for you!" His brows drew into a frown. "Who?" "Lilliana Russo!" "Russo..." "Lily is a lovely girl and so beautiful. I'm sure you will fall head over heels once you see her!"