Esteban From Elena Of Avalor Novels & Stories

The fact that a bodyguard watches Turkish movies is more surprising. “Of course.” Eren wobbles, his mouth full with popcorn. “Which season is it?” “Last on.” I reply shortly, observing him while his eyes are plastered on the screen. Even while eating like a monkey he looks so cute. “So.” He swallows everything in his mouth and looks at me. “Delena or Stelena?” Easy question. “Delena.” I choose surely. He raises a brow. “Because?” “Uh.” I trail off, mentally preparing my script. “Damon lits up a fire in Elena. He makes her feel alive, passion and different. They have a strong chemistry and together they are intense.”

Isabel straightened her stance on seeing her dad, smoothing her hair and shirt to look presentable before the older werewolf. Dylan copied his mate’s actions, feeling terribly embarrassed to be caught in such a position by his father-in-law. “A-alpha Rodrigo” he stuttered in his greeting. “I guess I came at the wrong time.” Rodrigo seemed unfazed by what he saw the young adults doing. “You’re mistaken, papa. He was just leaving.” Isabel said with a straight face. Dylan couldn’t argue with that because it was obvious his cute mate was gone and his alpha mate was present. How does she change personalities without even blinking?

"You’re clever, cara mia. I’ll give you that." Her stomach dropped. He stepped into the light, shadows dancing across his face. "Alonso Delgado never made it past his twentieth birthday. I did." She couldn’t breathe. "What?" He moved closer, until the poker nearly touched his chest. "I’m Esteban. Esteban Gallego." The name struck her like lightning. The Gallegos; rivals of the Delgados. Ruthless. Vicious. Responsible for the massacre in Medellin.

Anna kept looking back at Esteban who was trying too hard to hold back his tears. Estefan moved closer to Esteban and pulled him into a hug as he broke down in tears.

LANEY "I can't believe you are officially twenty one we going to get shit faced tonight "my friend Alison says "bitch I can't wait I even want to get laid "so you climbing that chocolate mountain tonight ?"she asks wiggling her brows I smile "yes we have been going out for two months already I need it " she laughs while I put on the final touch ups on my make up. A knock comes at my bedroom door "come in "I say my stepbrother Zach steps in his unruly jet black waves come to his eyes which are framed by thick black glasses hiding the true colour of his eyes sometimes they green or blue I am not sure.

This time, one of the guards scoffed, whilst the other chuckled, the sound rather mocking than amused. “You? Luna? Do you think we're foolish?” The one laughing said as his face slowly turned cold. “ We know our Luna and it isn't you, so get out.” “Who are you to speak to me in this manner?” Rage was running through my veins. “ I am Evelyn Estefan, the daughter of Alpha Estefan. I am the Luna of this pack.”

I turned into my human form, threw a nice dress on, and dashed out of this room for the first time. Following the scent, it led me to a large courtroom in the mansion, and there he was- Alpha Leonardo. He stood with a tall handsome strange man, almost the same height and body build as him. But it seemed they were in a heated argument. I could tell they were not best of friends. Slowly, my feet moved closer to them, and unexpectedly Elisa screamed the word “MATE,” out of my lips when my gaze fell on the handsome man. The strange man was my fated mate.

At times, it was truly difficult for her to believe that he was actually the man who went against her in every matter. "You wouldn't mind if I want to become an Alpha?" She raised one of her eyebrows. "As long as you allow me to be your Luna. Sebastian would probably be a bit, actually a lot, upset, but that doesn't matter," Elijah voiced out— his voice full of sincerity. "I can't really tell whether you are joking or being serious," she commented, taking another bite out of her ice-cream. "I am being serious. Really," Elijah stated. Ashlyn rolled her eyes.

The butterflies part like a curtain. —Esteban— Dressed head-to-toe in black leather, his hair slicked back, he sports a neatly trimmed goatee and bronzed skin. A teardrop tattoo marks the corner of his right eye, and a scar zigzags through his brow—a perfect mirror to Dragon’s. Esteban steps through the swarm, unharmed. The butterflies avoid him, repelled by the belt in his hand—Dragon’s blood still crusted on the buckle from over a decade ago. He smiles menacingly, “Louise’s daughter. Should’ve drowned you at birth.”

Allen asked nervously, hoping his mate hadn't changed his mind. "I am so ready, I can't wait to carry a piece of you inside of me, just like I can't wait for you to carry a piece of me inside you," Sebestian said with a grin as he stroked his fingers over his Omegas abdomen, not even trying to be subtle. His grin widened when he saw a wistful, faraway look in his mates eyes as he absentmindedly rested his hand on his, interlocking their fingers and brushing their joined hands over his abdomen. "What does it look like, love?" he asked as a vision of a gang of beautiful little boys and girls floated in front of his own eyes. He imagined protective boys running around with his caramel complexio