Elena Of Avalor Story Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was something more—something ancient. Finally, they reached a chamber, the center of which held a stone pedestal. Atop the pedestal lay a book, its cover dark and weathered, yet it seemed to pulse with an almost palpable energy. Elena’s breath caught in her throat as she stepped forward, drawn to the book as if it were a beacon calling to her soul. "Elena..." Kael’s voice was a low warning, but she was already too far gone. Her fingers trembled as she reached for the book, an undeniable force urging her to touch it.

Elara The fragrance of the herbs, raspberries trees, oak trees, and many more different species of plants and trees soothed me, it calmed me the way nothing or nobody could. The orange and pink hues flattered the bluish-white sky making the twilight more beautiful than generally. My eyes fell on the ground, oh, I forgot to mention that I, Elara Alinsky, the princess of the Alpha King of the Crimson Moon pack, was laying on a strawberry tree whilst plucking the fruit and shoving it into my mouth.

Elara let out a shaky breath, her chest tightening with frustration. How had her life spiraled so far out of control? How had she gone from being a respected Luna in Crescent Moon Pack to being a prisoner in a cave, trapped between two brothers whose war had nothing to do with her? No matter how much Alec talked about protecting her, about keeping her safe from Luka, the truth was that she felt more like a pawn than anything else. Alec and Luka were both consumed by their own ambitions, their own vendettas, and she had been caught in the crossfire.

I was ready to fight for my love. The door to my room creaked open and I saw Viola standing by the post. Her eye widened with a smile with a smile which never got to her eyes. “Elena, sister,” she called with surprise and excitement. “We’ve all been searching for you. Are you alrifh?” She asked as she walked into my room. Her purple eyes flicked from me to the doctor, then back to me. I gave doctor Tancredi a sign to leave, then forced a smile, just like Viola did. “I am fine, Viola. Why’s everyone worried? Aren’t you the Luna now?” I responded, instinctively taking my hands off my stomach.

The family I raised in a place made of fire and loneliness. I wanted to be remembered. Not just for Arianna, the princess of the storm and queen of hell. But by Elena Flamel, the orphan girl, protected by an archangel, and destined for hell. I wanted everyone to know my name. The name of that body, of that soul, and what that human life did to protect and save everyone. From demons to archangels.

“I believe that I know very well who you are… but you don’t get to command her like that.” Selene moved to the shelves and pulled out an old book wrapped in black cloth, as if knowledge could steady the room. She placed it on the table and unwrapped it. The cover bore a faded silver crescent split by three lines. Keira stared. The symbol glowed. Selene’s voice dropped. “The Oracle Record.” The pages turned on their own until they stopped on a bloodline chart. At the top a name in old moon-script caught the light: Aurelia Vale.

He had a book in his hand, a book that I had written a while ago. He did not say anything, he just put the book on the ground.And walked away. I looked at the book. I did not feel sad or angry. I felt like I had a lot of work to do in the future. I am Elowen, the Lunar Princess and my story is just starting.

Neither pulled away. Lunch was simple, fresh fruit, bread, cheese, olives. They ate on the shaded lower deck, legs stretched out on the cushioned bench. He asked about the book she had been pretending to read for weeks. “It’s about a woman who leaves everything behind,” she said. “She walks into the sea and disappears.” He looked at her. “Does she come back?” Elena shrugged. “The book ends before we find out.” He smiled. “I hate books that do that.”

She pushed it open. It was a library. There were thousands of books. They went all the way from the floor to the high ceiling. The room smelled like old paper and honey. In the center of the room, there was a small desk with one very old book on it. The book was open. Elara walked to the desk. She began to read. The words were simple, but they told a scary story. The book was about Silas and his family. It told the secret of the curse.