How Does Elena Die Novels & Stories

"Thank you for coming." "How are you feeling?" Elara asks, surprising me with her concern. "Like I've been hit by a truck." Vanessa attempts a weak smile. "The doctors say Elena gave me enough benzodiazepines to kill me if I'd been smaller. She didn't care if I died delivering her message." "What exactly did she tell you?" I ask, pulling up a chair. "Everything. From the beginning."

Sebastian Elena Dumont has died, perished in the hospital after not waking from her coma. Well, that’s what we paid the press to report. We needed to weed Robert and Eliana out and think this would be the best way to do it. After Isaac’s confession, we decided to work together and concluded that the only way to get them out of France was to pretend Elena had died. A funeral was scheduled the day after tomorrow and the ‘will’ would be read this afternoon.

The name meant nothing to me, but something in Victoria's tone made my skin prickle with warning. "I don't know who Elena is," I said slowly, confusion clouding my thoughts. "I think you have me confused with someone else. My parents—my mother and father—they're my biological parents. I was never adopted." Victoria's expression softened slightly, but her eyes remained sharp. "Elena didn't die in a car accident, my dear. She was murdered. Shot twice in the chest and left in an alley in Queens like she was nothing more than a common criminal." The room spun around me. The beeping of the monitors grew louder, more frantic.

Elena watched the preparations with a strange detached, as if she were watching someone else's life. ‎ ‎ ‎ After 24 hours of fleeing through the forest, she planned to walk straight into the man who wanted to dissect her for parts. ‎ ‎ Elena jumped when Dante quietly appeared beside her and said, "You don't have to do this." "There's another way." ‎"You know there's no other way," Elena said. "Viktor won't negotiate or wait. This is our only play." ‎ ‎ Dante said, "You're very calm about potentially dying."

Whereas Eleena laughed hysterically before squatting in front of the lifeless man. "Checkmate." Eleena glanced at Apollo then smirked at him and he angrily looks at her, thinking how he will torture the creature inside her. As soon as darkness ate the sky, Eleena fell to the ground. Apollo quickly went to her and he thought she lost consciousness but he was wrong. Eleena is staring at the two bodies she just killed. Apollo turned her face towards him and he can tell that she's trying to stay awake. Just like before, she's burning again and the bruises in her body started to appear.

She have to admit, he was very young and good looking but too bad he was going to die in some few seconds. If only he had not made a enemy out of Damien he won't have met his end this way. The man stood up and began showering kisses on her neck, he was about pulling off her clothes when he slumped and died. "I am so sorry." Elena said to his lifeless body as she ran out of the room in tears. Even after accomplishing the mission, she was beaten up by Damien for allowing the man showered kisses on her neck. Elena pulled herself out of the sad bitter memory.

"Oh, I see that my story touched you. That's good. Well it's too bad though, I'll not be able to hear your take on it. You have to die." Elena lay there, not aware of her surroundings anymore. Even after Slovic struck her, causing her to fly several meters away, she still didn't care. Her whole world had just been turned upside down. She landed with a heavy thud against the corpses of soldiers who had been killed. Something in her must-have ruptured because she started choking out blood. Her head was bleeding, the blood flowing to her face and blocking her eyesight. She tried getting up, but she couldn't move her limbs. She planted her elbows steady on the ground, trying to balance herself,

“I didn’t mean to—she was going to shoot him—I—” Alec rushed forward, grabbing Mateo, holding him tight. “It’s okay. He’s okay.” Elena dropped the gun. Her legs gave out. She sank to the floor beside Isabella’s body, shaking violently. “She’s dead,” Elena whispered. “I killed her.” Sirens wailed in the distance. Too close. Alec swore. “We have to go. Now.” Elena looked at Isabella’s lifeless eyes. The woman who had destroyed her life.

“It wasn’t your fault you fell in love with that girl.” The room stilled, not painfully, but with a quiet anticipation. Killian swallowed as his father exchanged a look with June. “What’s wrong?” she asked. Killy’s jaw clenched. “Elena is dead.” June gasped. “Oh my God, she’s dead? Oh my God. Jesus, Killian… I’m so sorry.” She glanced at Killian. “How are you all holding up?” Mark nodded slowly. “I saw it on TV too.” June pressed a hand to her chest. “That is… very sad. She was such a pretty lady. That smile...breathtaking.”

Her back was to the door, the soft city lights casting golden ribbons along her bare legs. “What is it?” she asked calmly. The man in the doorway stepped in, eyes avoiding her exposed thigh. “Julian Mercer… is dead.” Elene blinked. She didn’t move for a long second. Then she let out a soft, disbelieving scoff. “Dead?” “Yes. Body was recovered a few hours ago. Beaten. Strangled. Whoever did it didn’t rush.” Elene finally turned, setting her glass down. Her brow lifted, lips pursed. “I can’t believe I fucked him and now he’s dead.”