Evil Elena Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Vanessa’s offer of a full day alone with Michael had left everyone on edge , especially Mirabel and Mitchelle, whose touches had grown more possessive overnight. A sharp knock at the door shattered the quiet. Mirabel’s eyebrows rose. “That must be the ‘company’ you mentioned.” Vanessa smiled like a cat who had already eaten the canary. She sauntered to the door and opened it, revealing a tall, strikingly beautiful woman in her early thirties with sharp features, platinum blonde hair pulled into a tight ponytail, and an aura of effortless dominance. This was Elena , Vanessa’s longtime play partner and occasional mentor, known in their private circles as someone who specialized in breaking str

Amaya pointed out feebly. Evelina’s eyes went towards the railing off the balcony. I could see the wheels in her head turning. Her tia was a powerful witch. Coven Head Melanie was an Earth Witch and an oracle. Evelina must have learned a thing or two from her. “Allright, all you need is something to channel your energy from. Use me.” Evelina extended her hand. “And once you throw those bombs, I want you to use your powers to ignite them. This place is going BOOM.”

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.

“ he asked me in a very gentle voice. When I saw it was a vampire, I got scared. At only twelve, I knew I had no chance to get alive if he attacked me. I backed away, but he smiled, . I never met a vampire before him, and I was mesmerized by him. He was handsome and acted like a gentleman. I told him my name as I started meeting him each day. And I fell in love with him. He told me he loved me too. Looking back at those days, when I thought that I had found the love of my life, I wonder how I could not see how stupid I was.” Elena makes a little stop. “Naive, not stupid, “ I say, but

Valeria quickly turned her head to the side, pretending she was admiring some distant building like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Footsteps approached behind her. “Need a ride?” Damien’s voice rang out. Valeria turned and opened her mouth to decline. “No, I’m with….” “Hi!” Elena suddenly appeared beside her, grinning like a devil in disguise. “I’m Elena. And no, Valeria actually does need a ride.” Valeria shot her a glare that could burn holes in her. “Oh, come on,” Elena whispered behind a smile. “You're welcome.” “What?” Valeria hissed under her breath.

he spat. Kael smiled. It wasn’t nice. “Try again.” Sera screamed, and the undead surged. Elena felt the bond stretch thin. Too many. Too fast. She looked for Varian. He stood behind the lines, eyes closed, hands raised. He was the source. Elena shifted back, naked in the snow, and ran. Kael saw her move and followed without question. Varian opened his eyes as they approached. “Ah,” he said. “The little Alpha.”

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."

“You’re right. My apologies.” Inside, Evelina clenched her fist. Is this how you seduced women back then, Hunter? Too bad for you—this time, the woman isn’t the weak Olivia Grace. She is Evelina Willson—and she will be your worst nightmare. That night, in her modest apartment, Evelina opened a secret drawer and pulled out a photo of Eliana. The little girl was now ten years old. Her sweet smile hadn’t changed. But Olivia knew… that smile was fake. Forced.

The sanctuary pulsed like a living heart. “I’m losing him,” Elira said quietly. “Every night he slips further.” “And every night,” Caveen said gently, “you lose more of yourself trying to keep him here.” “I’d give all of myself,” she whispered. Caveen stepped forward. “We don’t know if that’s what he needs. You’re not fully awakened yet. If your blood—” “I’m your sister-A nexus” she said, voice trembling. “I carry the blood of the Vampire, Lycan and the black magic blood of the Carellos."

Sadness laced his voice, and Mila just sighed. She wanted to hold and console him, but Dante was watching. Somewhere in the shadows, Dante lurked like the evil little demon he was. “Let me mark you again, Vixen,” Eli said sadly as he caressed her neck. Mila wanted to smile and jump for joy, yelling yes to the world. But she couldn’t. She had evil little eyes watching her. Eli was an Alpha King; he could take on Dante, right protect himself? However, did she really want to take that chance? Dante wasn’t just your ordinary demon; he was someone she created out of the love she once had for him.