Elena Gold Novels & Stories

DARIUS "Thief!" Elena’s voice tore through the throne room again, even more aggressive than the last time. She stood up from her seat, her face twisted with fury that I could tell was so fake and looked entirely like she has rehearsed it in the mirror to perfect it. Then she chuckled and clapped her hands, “the goddess has vindicated me! I always knew you were up to no good! What did you want to do with the rubies, huh?”

Her eyes glowed with a fierce golden light, illuminating the space around her. Gasps echoed. Her aura flared, shimmering with silver and gold, radiating strength and command. “This is who I am,” Elena declared, her voice resonating with power. “Not a prize. Not a pawn. I am the Luna of this pack. And I choose myself.” The elders exchanged uneasy glances, the old order shaken. Damien’s fury deepened, but even he could not deny the undeniable force before him. Zephyr’s eyes shone with pride and something softer—hope.

Elena swallowed hard, her lips pressing together as she looked at her grandmother for a long moment. Silence settled between them. For a few seconds, it was clear... She couldn’t answer. But then… Elena smiled softly, her hand gently covering her grandmother’s. “Grandma, who do you think I am?” she said lightly. “I’m your strong and smart granddaughter. There’s no way I’d do anything wrong…” “I work as a servant under King Lucien Noctyrr Valecrest, so this gold is simply a reward for helping him all this time.”

Elena take a seat in front of me and replied, "Not that much. The Diamond encrusted lariat necklace with a gold Beryl gemstone pendant is 15 thousand dollars. And the two bracelets, 20 thousand dollars each." She said grinning. I rolled my eyes and wrote her a check. "She has changed you so much Skye," Elena said, receiving the check. "Yeah, she changed me for the better," I said grinning from ear to ear. "Good for you Mf." "Don't worry mf, you'll find someone that will make you happy, just like how my sweet make me happy."

Gabriella asked as she helped Elena up to the seat before pouring her a glass of water. Elena drank the water and smiled, " it's nothing darling. I just fell and hurt my knee. That's why I was crying" she lied. " Come, I'll help you get up" Gabriella said as she helped Elena up. CENTENARY ANNIVERSARY....... Nikita stared at Elena with hatred in her eyes as she watched as Elena arranged everything with ease and elegance. " So this is the woman who thinks she can take everything away from me? I'll never let it happen because today is going to be your last day on this earth " she said before snapping her fingers and a man who was clad in a suit appeared.

It scorches Elena’s arms where she embraces her. Isla’s eyes are open. Gold. Pure gold. She has stopped yelling. She is singing. The lullaby. But the words are wrong. “Duérmete, mi niña… the city is your throne… when you rise at six… you’ll never be alone…” The golden glow solidifies, into shackles encircling her wrists, ankles and neck. Elena is attempting to restrain her. The chains are scorching, burning her flesh. I let the rifle fall seizing the chains with my hands.

I hadn’t experienced anything even resembling peace in days. “You need to move back from the window. The voice belonged to Elena. She said it the way she said everything, without warmth, without apology, as if words were nothing more than tools she wielded to achieve an end. She was in her mid-forties, lean-jawed, with silver running through her dark hair and eyes that never stopped for long upon anything. She had been identified by Victoria as ex-Mossad. And it seemed entirely right to me when I looked at her now.

"Please! Don't hurt me! Take whatever you want!" The man kicked the door shut and locked it. He moved with a predatory grace, the gun never wavering from her forehead. "Where is the safe? The gold? The jewelry? I don't have all night, lady. Move!" Elena led him to the master bedroom, her legs shaking under her thin, silk nightgown. She opened the small safe behind a painting and began piling gold watches, diamond rings, and stacks of cash into his black duffel bag. Her heart was hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.

I feel jealousy burn through me, looking at her the only word I can think of is perfect. Elena Marina is one of the IT women of publishing, she comes from money and created a lasting legacy. She has a presence that cannot be dismissed. She commands attention and admiration wherever she goes unlike me. I am sure that Rob will never ignore her calls or messages. “Hello” “Who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?” Elena says while extending her right hand, there is a diamond bracelet on her wrist with perfectly manicured nails. “Elvis King, a member of the admin team at Rob and Co company”

Elena adjusted hers to the illumination, and she held her breath immediately as her eyes came to focus on what was in the room. More like what surrounded the room. The room was filled with treasures Elena doubted she would ever see in her entire lifetime. She swallowed her gasp and watched as Elion walked towards the tables consumed with gold, silver, and other expensive jewelry. She couldn't help but wonder again why those kidnappers would have taken Forest and not simply robbed him of his money or, rather still, his horse. Elion walked around the tables as if looking for something, and Elena knew immediately that she was looking for what was stolen from her. After a few minutes, an ecstati