Evil Elena Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

She stood, bowed deeply, and rushed out to execute the orders. Elena turned back to the map, her fingers tightening around the edge of the oak table until the wood groaned under her newfound strength. Damon Mikaelson had tried to make her a sacrifice to save his throne. Now, she was going to take everything he had ever loved, piece by piece, until he was left with nothing but the mud he had thrown her into.

I screamed, my fingers trembling as the silver veins in my arms began to itch with a violent, ungrounded voltage. "He is irrelevant," the woman hissed, stepping into my space until I could smell the scent of burnt copper and old graves clinging to her. "The Council used the wolves as batteries, but they forgot who built the cage. I am the Glitch, Elena. I am the one who sold the sequence to the shadows." A knot of ice formed at the base of my spine. She wasn't just a Guardian; she was the ancestor who had betrayed the Line, the one who had turned the sacred bond into a bureaucratic kill-box.

The neon sign of Club Vixen glowed against the night sky, painting the wet pavement in shades of red and gold. Elena stood outside for a long moment, her heart pounding faster than it should. She wasn’t supposed to be here. Not tonight. Not when her fiancé was waiting for her. But something stronger than reason had drawn her back — that woman. The one with the cold eyes and dangerous calm. Scarlett Voss. Elena took a deep breath and stepped inside.

I said firmly in a final tone, then moved closer to where she sat, “Lena, what the hell is happening to you? Don't let Melissa and Lucan’s betrayal cloud your judgment.” Elena went quiet for a moment, folding her arms with a defiant look on her face. I know she would rather not trust anyone right now, but Elijah has been nothing but good to us. He was like a senior brother to us up until after Sofia became his mate. Things weren't the same after that. “Alright, fine,” Elena said, her tone dropping, “but would you explain to me why Elijah left this building with Alvin and one other warrior on a so-called errand exactly at 9pm and an hour later the same Alvin was spotted with Melissa?”

"I have the physical copies! They won't kill me—I’m a Vanderwall! They want you, Killian! They want the legacy ended!" "Mother, get in!" "Go!" she screamed again, as a third group of attackers emerged from the loch side. "Fix the crime, Killian! Save the Vance girl!" With a roar of agony, Killian pulled himself into the cabin and hauled Elena in after him. The helicopter lifted off, banking sharply over the cliffside. As they climbed into the dark sky, Elena looked down. The floodlights of Glenvair were flickering out, and in the final glow, she saw Evelyn standing tall on the steps, clutched by the shadows of the attackers.

Lucifer held her and comforted her as she cried "Listen Viola, you still have me as family, you still have Ciro as family and I least I forget, you still have Elena as family. I promise to always be there for you, this isn't t the end of the world" "I swear by his grave, every single one of those Russian savages will die" The rage emanating from her tone was fierce enough that Lucifer was certain if she had a knife, she would kill any of them. "Don't worry Viola, I assure you that we would stop each and every single one of them" He assured her. *** Elena was fast asleep in bed when she felt hands caressing her. She jolted up instantly to see Carl smiling at her "I want to have a taste of you

I nodded, already turning to check the fit again. *** We left the store just as the sky began turning dark. Emris helped me with the dress bag, and made sure it was safely tucked in the back seat, handling it gently, almost like it meant something to him too—and that’s exactly why he was my best friend. As he drove, I turned towards him. “Elena’s been acting differently today,” I said, as he glanced at me for a second. “She’s asking about the dead girl... like she wants to solve it. That’s not like her.”

they would succeed someday. Despite my best attempts, the tears flowed freely down my cheeks now. "Oh, really?" He released a bitter, humorless chuckle, his voice as cold as ever, "So, what were you doing then? I truly believe there's nothing more to you than your body, Elena, and do I look like a fool to you that I'd blindly believe whatever shit you'd say?" his grip tightened, "You're trying to escape the pack, aren't you? Sleeping with a soldier to gain their favor and slip past the border, isn't that your plan? I can't blame you, really. Anyone in your shoes would want to escape. It's not easy being the daughter of that bastard, but it was never supposed to be easy, because you're just l

“Evangeline…’’ Zanea a soft and worried voice escape from his mouth as he stared at her eyes and glanced down at her overall appearance. He missed her so much that he almost teared up and wanted to lock her in between his arms... Evangeline was not acting on her usual self, she looked confused, and then he sighed... he called her name as he decided to show her the mirror of past that Abu let him borrow. Evangeline’s pasts played in the mirror, like a cinema, and she got surprised as she seriously stared at it. She could see her father and the promise she made before she went to the Earth. The one who looked in the mirror could see their past…the mirror could even reveal your dark past. Evang

Their population was decreasing, and humans have been invading a few of the territories. Just last time, he had seen a mother being pierced in her heart by a heartless human. That woman had kids waiting for her return back home but instead, she died after risking exposure to humans so she can get some food since preys were slow in that part of the camp, and there was no source of food except if they hunt them. "What do you mean were-witches? Elinor is the last were-witch. She is the only one living before Judas." "She had children with Colin of the Bloody Immortals Pack, in case you did not know since you were not around for half the time being,"