Evil Elena Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"And I had started to figure out that Vivica might have had me under a spell. My memories of our love always felt... blurry. Like I was watching someone else live my life. You see, I was seeing this she-Lycan casually before Vivica arrived, a girl named Elena. She was sweet, kind. And when Vivica came into my life, something terrible happened to her." "Did she kill her?" I gasped, clutching the furs tighter. "No... but she might as well have. Elena now wears a mask because of how badly her face was burned by acid. Someone attacked her in the woods while I was away. She didn't see who it was, but they doused her with acid while she was shifting. She was never the same. This acid must have bee

"They died when I was young." "I'm sorry." "Don't be. They're with the moon now." --- Lena was quiet for a moment. "Tell me about Elena." Kael's heart lurched. "What do you want to know?" "Everything. Who she was. Why she gave me away. Why she trusted you." Kael took a breath. "Elena was a vampire. Young, brave, determined to protect you. She came to my pack seeking shelter, seeking allies." "And you helped her?"

Eva whispered. "She’s resisting," Lucian said, hope rising. But Evelina stepped back, her hands glowing now with raw power. "Then let’s make sure she doesn’t get another chance," she said coldly. And with a flash of energy, the chamber exploded into chaos. Lucian and Eva were thrown backward by a blast of raw force. Through the smoke, they saw Evelina step into the center of the vortex. Her body began to rise. Her eyes glowed with Ari’s energy.

"And I know you can feel it too." It's not a question. It's a statement. Because of course they both feel it. The shift in the mate bond. The way Elena's presence feels different now. Stronger. More substantial. More other. Dante nods slowly. "What happened to her, Seraphina?" Seraphina sets down her glass. Takes a deep breath. When she speaks, her voice is careful. Measured. "Elena is a vampire." "What?" Dante stares at her. "That's impossible. She's been tested. She has a wolf. An omega wolf that I can smell on her. She can't be..."

the old man intoned, his voice carrying through the still air, “You call forth your mate to renew the bond broken by defiance. Do you swear to bind her by blood and soul?” “I do,” Darius said, his voice low, and certain. My heart pounded so loud it drowned everything else. The elder turned to me. “Elena Vale, do you accept the bond, in body and spirit, and claim your place once more as Luna of this pack?” My lips parted but no sound came out. Every eye in the pack watched, waiting for me to submit, to bow my head and accept what fate and Darius demanded. But all I could feel was the tremor in my chest and the cold pain where freedom used to live.

The air crackled with anticipation as Elena stepped into our lives, her presence both intriguing and unsettling. Elena possessed an uncanny resemblance to Darren, a striking resemblance that could not be denied. As she unveiled evidence of Vivian's calculated plan to tear us apart, my heart tightened with a mix of anger and despair. How could someone we once trusted so deeply betray us in such a cruel manner? I stood face-to-face with Elena, studying her features that mirrored Darren's. Her eyes, filled with a combination of determination and sorrow, held a deep understanding of the pain we had endured. I found myself simultaneously wary and curious about this woman who claimed to be Darren'

The vibration in the air grew so intense I could feel my own blood humming in my veins. "When the dome turns fully scarlet," she said, her voice rising with a frantic, ecstatic energy, "I will drink the souls of every man, woman, and pup in this territory. I will harness every ounce of that power to tear this pack out by its roots. I’ll start with your precious Darius, Kael. I’ll find make you watch as I take him apart piece by piece.” My chest stuttered like it had been blown and I fell to my knees, blood matting my lips. Elena walked across the field and ran her hand along my lips, placing her blood coated fingers on her tongue before running her tongue around it.

I needed him to be my blade for revenge. I choked down the blood rising in my throat. With my last breath, I stared straight into his crimson eyes. "My name is... Elena Vance. I am Julian's... mate."

She no longer exists. Under the last line was a name he had never seen me write. [Elena Valenti] For a moment, Julian didn’t understand. Then the name hit him like a fist. Valenti. Anyone in New York knew the name. Old money whispered it. Politicians feared it. Cops pretended not to see it. It belonged to armored gates, private docks, and men who smiled before pulling the trigger. He sank into a chair, his face draining of color. He called my old number.

Elara replied, feeling irked by the vampire beside her. "Seriously? Are you really training under Emmanuel? Haha, you can't fool me. I don't even feel your strength," the vampire retorted, leaning towards Elara and scrutinizing her eyes closely. "You don't even have a wolf," the vampire added, further irritating Elara. Elara stood up and grabbed her food and belongings. "If you don't have anything else nice to say, I'll just leave. Nice meeting you," Elara sarcastically replied as she walked away from the vampire.