Elena Of Avalor Novels & Stories

they would succeed someday. Despite my best attempts, the tears flowed freely down my cheeks now. "Oh, really?" He released a bitter, humorless chuckle, his voice as cold as ever, "So, what were you doing then? I truly believe there's nothing more to you than your body, Elena, and do I look like a fool to you that I'd blindly believe whatever shit you'd say?" his grip tightened, "You're trying to escape the pack, aren't you? Sleeping with a soldier to gain their favor and slip past the border, isn't that your plan? I can't blame you, really. Anyone in your shoes would want to escape. It's not easy being the daughter of that bastard, but it was never supposed to be easy, because you're just l

“She holds grudges like you hold secrets.” Elena had resumed her pacing, completely unaware of my presence. She muttered, “After all these…” she went on. “he thinks that damn clause is supposed to make us ‘fall in love’?” She scoffed, shaking her head, “As if that would ever happen.” I couldn’t help but smirk at her words. It was almost funny, in a twisted way. Elena’s rant continued, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she turned her back to the sealed wing. “I swear I hate him. What kind of medieval alpha forces his mate to fall in love? Oh, wait, of course, Xavier Stormborne, master of control and—”

He asked, I could see his puzzled expression. “Hm..hmm” I nodded, a smile on my lips. “Jenna, you’re amazing, this tastes so good” Roseline said. “My daughter-in-law is an amazing cook” Sara said as she had the food in her mouth “Thank you mother” I said, basking in their praises. ‘Thankfully this old hag was too busy talking to her club friends to even noticed when I went out to get the food’ I smiled at her especially, she’s also a pawn in my plan to get Damien, if I can’t take make Damien’s thoughts to revert back to me, I’ll just have to take Abigail out of the picture, all the while claiming what is mine.

I giggled in excitement as I reached for the black velvet box that housed it. “See,” I preened proudly as I unlocked the clasp of the box and turned the necklace for Siha to see. “It’s exquisite,” Siha gasped and slapped a hand across her mouth. “I know,” I smiled in happiness and let my fingers trail the beautiful cold gold metal. “No one in the whole of Avaloria has better taste than the Luna queen of Calantha." And I meant it. Long before, in what felt like another world, when Cantea was its own Kingdom, I had been Princess Selena. Daughter of King Roland and Queen Lehna. Sheltered by a protective father and a loving mother.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

******************************************* Julian’s POV I stay on my knees until her shaking stops . Then I stand, wipe her face with my sleeves, and kiss her forehead like she’s the only real thing in the world . Because she is . I open the door. The floor is still frozen. I address them without letting go of her hand. “Elena Alvarez is staying. She’s better than all of you combined. And if I hear one more word ; one whisper , one meme, one fucking emoji; you’re gone. No severance. No reference. Gone .”

"No! Elara, you don't know the Temple. It’s a prison. They will treat you like an animal." ​"I have been treated as an animal my whole life, Kaelen," Elara said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. She stood, the golden scar on her chest glowing through her thin gown. She walked toward the Elders, her head held high. "But I am no longer just an Omega from the Silver-Moon. I am the True Luna. And if your 'Temple' wants to host the mother of the Black Winter’s heirs, they had better be prepared for the fire I bring with me." ​She stopped in front of Valerius. The Elder actually flinched back from the heat of her aura.

Elena pulled her hands back gently. "No," she said. "Because you still think Syrin is Syrin who stole you. But Syrin is scared. And you still think I'm El who needs rescuing. I'm not. I'm Elena, queen of Winter, mother of 15th throne small black and gold birthmark star carving and baby blood heir big throne black and gold giggling white-gold who saved unborn with big star second time, wife of Adrian frost-vine crown." She stood. "Zara," Elena said, turning to the girl who had once tried to kill her daughter.

"I saw her myself. She was standing with the other Alphas, giving orders, planning attacks." I stepped back. "You're lying." "I'm not." Killian caught my arm. "Eliana. Breathe." I pulled free. "Where is she?" "The southern border, near the Silverpine Mountains. They've gathered an army." I turned and headed for the compound. "Eliana, wait." I didn't stop. I found Lyra in the healing house, tending to the first Alpha. Her hands were steady and her face was calm, but her eyes flickered the moment she saw me.

Not being seen clearly is. "My name is Aelara Cayne Ashveil," I say. My voice carries to every corner of the room. "I am the daughter of King Edran. I am the betrothed of Riven Ashveil, God of Sovereignty. And I am the Goddess of Fate and Life, activated eight days ago, and this morning in the palace infirmary I healed two patients under the physician Ossian's care." I pause. "He will testify to what he witnessed. And then I am going to show you what the Goddess of Fate looks like when she is standing in front of you and not being hidden or managed or assessed into something more convenient." The room is very quiet.