Esteban From Elena Of Avalor Novels & Stories

Happiness. But that wouldn’t be fair—to either of us. Not to him. Not to our future mates, if they’re still out there. Esteban turns 21 in a few days. What if his mate is just waiting for him? And mine…mine could be back home, waiting on me. If I choose Esteban now, I’m risking four hearts—not just two. And as the future Luna of the Artemis Area, part of the Moon Goddess Pack, I’ve been raised with a clear creed:

Me, the naive lover turned accomplice. We needed more than press leaks now. We needed a failsafe. “We need to talk to Esteban,” Leti said, her voice low. I froze. “Your brother?” She nodded. “He works in cyber defense. Black-hat level.” “Isn’t he still on probation?” Leti smirked. “That’s why he’s perfect. He owes me. And he’s not afraid of a man like Jeff.” We met Esteban that night. He lived in a worn-down building in Naples, surrounded by tech scraps and humming servers. His arms were inked with tattoos of circuitry and code, his smile crooked but sincere.

Esteban! There was something about him that made her fall harder every single day. His presence is his steeze. The way he sat, relaxed and dominant, was enough to be captured in oil paint by an artist or a perfect view for a photographer. His Mafia aura, cold energy are still unchanged. No wonder the top model couldn't wait to throw herself on him. But Esteban wasn’t even looking at Montana. His eyes stayed on his phone, uninterested. Kelly smirked in amusement. ‘Looks like I’ve got a rival, huh?’

He chuckled. “Did you do all this for the ball?” he questioned, running a finger from my head to my shoes. “I doubt Father changed his mind about taking the twins.” “He didn’t I just thought, as they weren’t feeling well, I could go-” “Don’t worry, you don’t have to convince me. I think it’s high time the other princes saw my gorgeous baby sister,” he chimed in, giving me that bright smile of his. Poles apart from everyone else in the family, Valerian is the only one that treated me like I am family. He is ten years older than me but is by far my favorite. I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father.

It brought tears to my eyes to hear that even after doing so much, Elijah has not fully accepted me. I couldn't control my tears and started crying, seeing me like this, Elijah came to me and placed his hand on my shoulder and said, "Baby, try to understand me, I love you very much but I can't make you Luna. Maybe because so much has happened to you that now is not the right time for you to become Luna. And why do you have to be Luna anyway?” This question of Elijah hurt my heart a lot and I said, “I want to become Luna because I want your and my names to be taken together, I want to be your mate.” “I don’t want Luna’s power, I just want your company forever.”

Esteban’s voice was calm, almost cold. “We will hit the Favinos where it hurts money, power, reputation. Let Marisa struggle with her shipping contracts. Let Alejandro drown in his guilt.” Gabriella’s lips curled slowly. “Father… thank you.” He didn’t smile. He simply walked toward the window, hands behind his back, staring out at the glowing city below. “And as for Amelia Favino…” he said quietly. Gabriella straightened instantly, anger rising again. “What about her?” Esteban turned just enough for Gabriella to see the sharpness in his eyes.

“I need to tell this to Valor. If he knows this, he will be able to help me. But, if he got to know what I want, he … he will never ever help me. Aahhh… what should I do now?” Evanora was talking to herself, wrestling with her thoughts. One side she wanted to tell this truth to valor that his little rat was none other that Estella, who was his friend, but at the other side, she wanted Estella’s powers, and if Valor came to know this, he would never let her do this.

he gritted out. Ava wanted to ask why and so many more questions but she has picked him enough for today, he has never shared as much as he had done today with her before and there was no need to rush, there will always be another time. “Oh well, I guess you have your reasons. So, how old are you Alejandro?” she watched as colors returned back to his face and sighed in relief. Lucian smiled, “I like how you call me that, it’s surprising since I stopped people from calling me that and then…never mind. Back to your question, I will be thirty eight in two months time.”

Since Maria and one of her friends, Celine, were the only priests coming from the temple of Lichelle, they should report to the commander right away that they had arrived. Maria was walking around because she didn't know where to go, so Celine grabbed her and led her as if she'd done this before. There were a lot more people than she expected, so she was nervous, especially since this was the first time she joined a war. Maria was looking around when her eyes unconsciously drew to a familiar tall man in black and navy uniform that stood out with his golden hair and golden eyes. She recognized him immediately, the famous Grand Duke Esteban.

Caleb's one happy moment the entire fight, came from the sight of Alejandro's scowl after those words. "We'll see who the true impostor is." Alejandro sped towards him, raising his clawed hands in the air, to land a solid heat. Caleb caught him by the wrist, and flipped him over. Alejandro's body barely got on the ground, before it morphed fully into his wolf. He lunged at Caleb so quickly, his sharp canines caught Caleb by the arm before he could protect himself.