Elena On Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

She leaned closer to Caspian, drawing strength from his presence as she faced the challenges that lay ahead. Elena's eyes flashed with fury, her composure slipping as she turned to Caspian. The dim lights of the bar cast shadows across her face, accentuating the sharp angles of her features. She leaned forward, her voice a low, venomous hiss that sent a chill down Lily's spine. "Do you have any idea what you're getting into, vampire?" Elena spat, her words dripping with contempt. "You're shacking up with one of the most powerful beings in existence."

Not again. So she smiled. Leaning up, she whispered against his lips, “And I know exactly how to destroy you.” Then, with a smirk, she stepped past him—leaving him standing alone in the dark. *** Victor DeLuca watched from the shadows, a wicked smile curling on his lips. So, it was true. Elena Romano was back. And she wasn’t just here for revenge—she was toying with Killian Graves. This was going to be fun.

“Get out.” “Not until you admit it.” My head whipped toward her. “Admit what?” “That he’s slipping from your hands. That no matter how hard you fight, Vanessa’s already wormed her way in. You heard it, didn’t you? He called her Luna.” My jaw locked so hard it ached. Elena smirked, satisfaction dripping from her like perfume. “Thought so. I can see it on your face. Gods, it’s beautiful watching you bleed without a single blade.”

Vixen's POV: "Man, Elena really misses him." I say, after watching an episode of the vampire diaries. "She's basically loaning magic related schizophrenia from Luke. Even dead Damon feels some type of way about it. I think." Kyla says, eating her ball shaped watermelon and whipped cream. "She's going insane though. She's changed. A lot." I say, shaking my head. "You're right about that. So, Lyilah asked to come over today. I told her she could."

“The last time we met, I beat you and Nyla so badly you couldn’t walk straight.” Lucia’s smile faded just for a moment, then it came back again, more sinister than ever. “And yet here I am, Elena. Stronger and more powerful than I ever was with Damon. And besides, I have an army behind me.” Elena’s eyes went briefly to the abominations behind her. “I see Elias didn’t bother to tell you that I killed one of those things already.” Lucia’s gaze darkened. “He told me more than enough about you, bitch. I know you may have been unfairly blessed by the stupid goddess, but those blessings don't make you immortal.”

"Your mother picked up what my mother didn't want, and you're following in her footsteps. Like mother, like daughter. You two have a real talent for collecting leftovers." "You—" Elena's smile froze, her face turning pale then red with rage. She hadn't expected Elvira, even in this situation, to be so stubborn. Just as Elvira turned to leave, Elena suddenly let out a scream. Elvira spun around to find Elena on the ground, clutching her forehead as blood soaked through her fingers and dripped down her white dress. A solid stone bench sat right next to her. Antonio, Camilla, and Vincent rushed out at the same moment.

‎ ‎Her spine stretched out, her bones broke and then put back together in a flash, and she fell on four silvery legs that seemed to glow in the bright lab lights. ‎ Dante, in the form of a wolf, smashed through the door as it blew open, and the pack followed him. Everything in the lab was thrown into chaos. Elena's new instincts told her where to bite, and they meant Viktor. But as she grabbed him, she heard screams coming from deeper in the building. ‎ ‎ Ellena learned that Viktor didn't want to trade with anyone. From th e start, this trap had them in it, and they fell into it. ‎

"The hybrid has settled in." "Yes." The advisor hesitated. Then asked carefully, "And what do you think of her?" Lucien remained silent. For several moments, only the wind answered. Finally he spoke. "She is nothing like I expected." A rare admission. Vladimir raised an eyebrow. "In a good way?" Lucien's crimson eyes drifted toward a distant balcony where a lone figure stood beneath the moonlight. Elara. Then he answered. "I haven't decided yet." But for the first time in years, the First Blood Vampire found himself curious.

I forced my chin up, meeting his dead gaze. "I, Alpha Kaelen of the Northern Court," he stated, each word cutting through me like a knife, "do not accept the trickery of the moon. I reject you, Elena of the Crescent Pack, as my mate and future Luna." The room collectively drew in a sharp breath.

If we have mated and by some miracle she is not pregnant, then she will definitely get pregnant later on, being near Elena tonight is going to be very hard. "I know a way, one that doesn't need his blood or one that doesn't require us to wait... " Elena said "What do you mean? Do you have a spell you want to do?" I asked her as she walked down the stairs. She had changed out of her beautiful dress, I am guessing that is the reason she ran upstairs. She was now wearing a silk might gown. "No but I can tell you that we have definitely mated, look here..." She said and took off her robe. She turned around and on the top of her shoulder she had a bite mark and it didn't look like a human teeth b