Elena Gilbert Turns Into A Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

After we left the station, the night had grown even deeper. At the edge of the woods, the female vampire from the church basement stood under the moonlight. She stepped forward and looked at Jaeren, her voice calm. “In the church basement, Elira made a deal with me using her love and tears.” “Tonight, under the full moon, she will complete the transformation and become a true vampire.” “The Elira you saw walk out of the fire seven days ago had already ceased to be alive.”

She rolled her neck, cracking every bone. "Finally free. Now I'm hungry, who goes first?." She said with an evil look. She looked at the Balian's clan and how brave they looked and not scared. " You think am joking. You don't seem to be afraid." She said and chuckled. "I will start with you handsome." She said as she moved quickly to one of the Balian's clan and with a blink of an eye, even to vampires she bit his neck and sucked out all the blood in him until he turned white.

~ ELENA’S POV ~ I ran through the chaos in the courtyard, my heart racing with fear. The once silent and peaceful night was now in disarray, screams of anguish and pain coming from all sides. The night was lit with fire burning down houses and werewolves. The scent of blood hung thick in the air, deepening the sense of dread which filled the atmosphere. I placed my hand on my stomach, desperate to find Vernon. He needs to know about the child before something bad happens.

YEAR 1631 JANUARY,ENGLAND. "Dahlia is dead." Eli muttered while he walked to the old church were his Vampires usually gathered. "Who could have done it?" Gerald Harmony asked by his side. He was a Vampire who just turned 117. Many others also knew the close relationship they both shared. Eli himself couldn't deny he had taken interest in the Vampire. He saw his younger version himself in Gerald that's why he had long concluded he would make the young Vampire his successor as King if anything unforseen happened.

There are so many what-ifs running in her head. "It will be alright." Cassandra could feel the wind's whispers. It's like the Moon Goddess was watching over her and guiding her. "I'm going," Cassandra said and turned her back against her mate. She transformed into her wolf form and ran to where Albarin is. Cassandra saw him pulling a dagger out and aiming it at Elijah, but she rushed and bit his hand, which resulted in Albarin's dropping the blade. He looked at Cassandra and glared while holding his injured hand.

Caelan roared in grief, seeing ancient beasts from the Black Forest slaughtering the corrupted half-humans, Caelan transformed into a wolf and joined the battle, killing those on the brink of becoming Umbreal. Meanwhile, Elena searched desperately for her grandmother. “Grandma… Grandma?” She was terrified. Umbreal blood splashed onto her but strangely, she did not transform into umbreal like the other half-human, a faint yet visible golden light seemed to protect her. “Grandma…” Elena cried as pain burned through her body, as if her skin were on fire. Amid the blood-soaked chaos of the city, Elena collapsed unconscious. ... The chaos ended when Gargan and the demon king’s forces retreated.

"And I had started to figure out that Vivica might have had me under a spell. My memories of our love always felt... blurry. Like I was watching someone else live my life. You see, I was seeing this she-Lycan casually before Vivica arrived, a girl named Elena. She was sweet, kind. And when Vivica came into my life, something terrible happened to her." "Did she kill her?" I gasped, clutching the furs tighter. "No... but she might as well have. Elena now wears a mask because of how badly her face was burned by acid. Someone attacked her in the woods while I was away. She didn't see who it was, but they doused her with acid while she was shifting. She was never the same. This acid must have bee

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

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

I say, moments later, thankful they can't read my face. "Didn't realize going with flow entails you sitted on his laps, and some lewd eyefucking." Blu laughs, and I give her the finger, smiling. "Wana practise?" Selena asks, and I stare at all of them. Elena is a Werewolf, I can still remember the day she turned, how excited she was, Alina is also a Wolf, while Selena, Blu and Lola are witches, with me being the equilibrum between the two.