Elena Of Avalor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I have been travelling between Kingdoms. I couldn't remember my past much. After we first met in the Forest, I followed you to Neba Kingdom. I studied you for a while before I finally gained the courage to meet you up close. To do that, I applied for a job as a waiter at the Red Queen's restaurant. You know the story after that." Elena faced Elion, who didn't show much remorse despite being as guilty-looking as her brother. "I'm sorry also. I had thought that you might not be able to take it well if you found out what we were." "What are you guys?" Elena asked. "Balaksa," Elion said, sighing as she dragged her hand over her features. "The pet of the blood being." Forest looked at her, confu

The wardrobe still had the clothes I wore while I camped in here. I sat down on the bed and opened my trolley bag, I carried my laptop and sat down on the bed. ~ ~Elena's pov ~ "I like her." Cali whispered, "She can hear you..", I whispered back and Ava turned smiling at her. "You're different from all the dark witches I've known." Ava said and I chuckled.. "What do you expect from someone whose mate is a royal witch?." She added with a small laugh. I looked down at the glass table, studying it like it was something special as I avoided the shocked gazes of Cali jeane.

She sold her crown to save his life. He gave her throne to another. Eliana sacrificed everything for her mate her family's fortune, her health, her sanity. But Alpha Jakel has never marked her. Instead, he keeps her close while his "adoptive sister" Kaylee wraps herself in the mask of brotherhood and stabs her in the back. When Kaylee publicly humiliates her at a pack gathering, Eliana finally snaps. She walks away and activates Project Crescent, a secret plan with her brother. Jakel thinks she'll come crawling back. He's wrong. Eliana isn't just leaving. She's coming back for everything.

When the red light blinked, I looked straight into the lens. “My name is Eliana Vaughan. Two years ago, I agreed to a marriage that saved my family’s legacy but cost me my freedom. My sister Eliora agreed to the switch because she didn’t want the responsibility but when she realized what she’d given up, she came back. Not to make peace, but to take everything.” I paused, heartbeat drumming at my ribs. “She forged documents. Manipulated paternity tests. Tried to claim a child that isn’t hers. She worked with Rafael Vaughan to steal my husband’s inheritance and when that failed, she used our children as weapons.”

“The Bronithe..” “What will happen in the Bronithe?” Finrod held to her hand, waiting for her answer. “I saw the Virsathen, it was glowing. I felt it worried and frightened. And I saw the Queen Aera; she was running away like the rest of the aristocrats. I don’t know why or from whom. Some of the warriors were poised to attack. And Ellaine,” Yntreia stopped. “Ellaine was at the center of the commotion. Someone, for some reason, wants her.”

Elena said, crying softly as tears came filling up in her eyes. “Vinix? I thought I saw her. By the way, where is she?” Elvenia said, looking around to see if she would spot vinix. “It wasn't really Vinix but a clone of her. She was sent by Lilth to manipulate me but luckily I figured it out on time.” Elena said, drying off her tears from her sore eyes. “That's horrible! Am really sorry. I should have been there for you. Am sure everything will be just fine. I promise.” Elevina said, hugging Elena warmly.

I still remembered standing in front of the mirror at thirteen, smoothing down the pale blue dress Mother had chosen, practicing that demure, soft smile she insisted every Omega girl should perfect. And when I faltered, when my voice cracked or my gaze lifted too boldly, there was always a reminder waiting. A sharp scold. A disappointed look. “You’ll never be chosen if you keep acting like that, Elara.” Chosen. That was the prize, the goal. To be selected by an Alpha as if I were some accessory for his arm, a jewel to display. I played along because I thought that was love. I thought that was the only path open to me.

And in return, Selene had smiled as she watched her crumble. Elara stepped back inside, locking the balcony doors behind her. She placed the fox safely on the shelf above her bed, right next to the photo of her parents. Then she walked to her desk and opened her journal. She turned to the first page and wrote in bold, careful strokes: "Trust no one but those who stood by me." Then she flipped to the next page and began to list names: Damien Blackwood – Greedy. Calculated. After the Voss name…not me.

It’s already so hard to move on from Alexis’s death. ‘Don’t even think about it!’ Pandora warns, but I don’t see other options. “Leave her alone and I’ll drink it.” “No! No, you won’t!” Landon cuts in, but Alita is murmuring a chant to immobilize him. “Why do you hate me so much, Elena? I never did anything to you! I loved you as a sister and a best friend! You were my rock, there were many times when you supported me!” She yawns. “You’re boring me, Allaya. I never cared for the perfect you. I just pretended, hence here we are. Are you going to sacrifice our mother to try to save yourself?”

“He is.” “Shhh!” “Oh. My. God.” “Avonlea…” “He’s hot. Like villain hot. Like the kind of man who ruins your life and makes you thank him for it.” “That's enough!” “But I approve. Just don't fall too hard that you can’t get over. Guys like him come with warning labels.” Elena stared at the ceiling, thinking in mind. “Too late.” Avonlea turned on her side and wrapped an arm around Elena’s stomach. “Okay, now I officially love you too much to let you crash and burn alone.”