Elena On Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

The mask clattered to the floor, ringing against the tiles. I stood before him, my platinum hair wild, my silver eyes burning with a fury that could level cities. I didn't look like the broken girl from the woods. I looked like a Goddess of War. Killian fell off the table, dropping to his actual knees this time. Not because I demanded it, but because his legs wouldn't hold him. He stared at me, his lips trembling, his entire body shaking with the force of a thousand regrets. "Elena?" he whispered, the word a prayer. "You’re... you're alive? But your hair... your eyes... the White Lycan..."

Elena stood near the screen. Studying faces. Looking for something. Though she wasn't entirely sure what. Minutes passed. Then something caught her attention. A face. Familiar. Not because she knew the person well. Because she had seen them before. Somewhere. In another context. Another chapter of this story. Her pulse quickened. She stepped closer. The room fell silent. "Elena?" Lucian's voice sounded distant. She barely heard him. Because standing near the edge of the photograph was Evelyn Cross.

"It’s a rare skill, even among our kind. But I suppose I should introduce myself properly, since we are going to be seeing a lot of each other." ​She leaned in closer, the scent of vanilla and something metallic filling my senses. ​"I'm Elena," she said, a small, sharp smile playing on her lips. "Cassian’s fiancée. And the mother of the next Vaelor heir." ​The air left my lungs. I looked at her hand, the hand that had supposedly saved my life, and all I could think about was the note I had dropped on the table. Could she have been the one who dropped the note? And did she really say Cassian’s fiancée? How was that even possible?

"And I know you can feel it too." It's not a question. It's a statement. Because of course they both feel it. The shift in the mate bond. The way Elena's presence feels different now. Stronger. More substantial. More other. Dante nods slowly. "What happened to her, Seraphina?" Seraphina sets down her glass. Takes a deep breath. When she speaks, her voice is careful. Measured. "Elena is a vampire." "What?" Dante stares at her. "That's impossible. She's been tested. She has a wolf. An omega wolf that I can smell on her. She can't be..."

“No… no, I would never-” “Why?” Dex finally asked, voice dropping dangerously low. When she didn’t answer immediately, Dex’s patience snapped. “Why?!” he shouted, the word echoing through the study. Elena burst into tears, shoulders shaking as she tried to hold herself together. “I love you,” she sobbed, voice breaking. “It was supposed to be me, not Elian. He's making you lose focus and you don't even realize it. And I am going to make sure you don't lose to a scum like Elian Virelli. I did everything for you. Everything.”

A massive projection bloomed in the center of the room. Elena Vance— wearing a sheer slip of a dress— straddled Liam's lap. Her arms looped around his neck. Her voice dripped with saccharine poison. "You're so ruthless, Alpha." She ground against him, laughing. "Going after your own flesh and blood like that." Liam's hands gripped her waist, greedy, hungry. "You think I'd let that little waste live when our daughter needs her marrow?" "It's settled. Our girl's blood disease can't wait."

He yanked his phone out of his pocket and saw that Dorian was trying to call him. “What, Dorian?” “Not to alarm you, I just thought that you ought to know that Elena is here at the manor.” Killian sat up straight. “She’s with you?” “Yeah, we needed her medical expertise. There are a few human-wolf couples in the Valerius pack, and their children have fallen victim to this strange disease. I figured that Elena was our best bet. Anyway, I wanted to let you know that there’s been a small altercation.”

"She doesn't even recognize us yet." The faintest smile hit Dorian's lips. "Now this is getting interesting, who's she?" "Elena Rivers," the words came out smoothly from my mouth like it belongs there. "Moon marked female alpha, the one who just got rejected by her mate?" Okay.... how does he know that. "News travels faster than wild fire, so don't give me that look." he said, noticing the slight change of expression on my face. "Look my boy," he continued," I don't know what the moon goddess has installed for you but just trust instincts, understood?"

RAVEN The woman — Elena — stood in our foyer like she already owned it, her red dress hugging every curve, a diamond ring flashing on her finger. Kai’s arranged fiancée. The one who had been watching us fuck like animals for weeks. I felt Kai’s cum still slowly leaking down my thighs under my robe as Elena’s sharp eyes raked over me. “Such a pretty little stepsister,” she purred, holding up the flash drive. “I have hours of footage. You two are quite… athletic.”

"Small. Controlled. Thinking of love? No. Thinking of manipulation. Victoria's signature. Even from her faint-glow redemption arc, that girl loves drama." "They cannot stay in the yard," Adrian said. His voice was winter. "Elena is still bleeding light." "I am not bleeding light," Elena snapped, because she was not, not anymore, not since her daughters had sealed the crack three times with big stars half black half gold. But her hands were shaking. Julian took a step forward. "El, you look—" Adrian took a step forward too. The ground froze solid between them. "Don't," Adrian said, very softly.