Marvel Comics Yelena Belova Novels & Stories

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

“She holds grudges like you hold secrets.” Elena had resumed her pacing, completely unaware of my presence. She muttered, “After all these…” she went on. “he thinks that damn clause is supposed to make us ‘fall in love’?” She scoffed, shaking her head, “As if that would ever happen.” I couldn’t help but smirk at her words. It was almost funny, in a twisted way. Elena’s rant continued, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she turned her back to the sealed wing. “I swear I hate him. What kind of medieval alpha forces his mate to fall in love? Oh, wait, of course, Xavier Stormborne, master of control and—”

"You don't need anyone else to protect you, Elena. I'm sorry, I was late. I would never have let this happen if I had been there. I'm so sorry. So fucking sorry." "I know, Jake. I know, but that promise wasn't yours. Why would you always be there for me? You shouldn't be, especially when your father doesn't appreciate it and makes things hard for you all the time. No one in this pack can stand beside me, to be honest. I've fought for so long, Jake, and you've seen it. But now, I just don't have the strength anymore. I just can't fucking bear this anymore. It feels suffocating, watching that hatred in their eyes....all for me. I can't. But Alex, Caleb, and Lucas...they could have saved me fro

…Elena pov… I woke up early this morning, feeling a mix of anger and determination as I prepared for my first day back at work as a maid for Rowland. He is an alpha, and a powerful one at that. And unfortunately, I am also his mate. But that does not prevent me from fulfilling my objective, getting my revenge both for myself and for the mother of this body, Freya. I have returned to this job with one goal in mind: to have my revenge.

God Elios asked her! " I am Alisha damien!!" She said. " Oh you are the one. Who is called the villainess queen!!" The graceful lady said mocking her. " Goddess Rane!!" God Elios gave her a signal to shut up. " So you are Alisha damien!! " " Yes!!" " If you are here then that means you have been dead for only few minutes. Isn't it??" " Yes and you are!!" " I am the God king Elios. "

After Kimi’s ordeal, and some time at the clinic, I’d learned to see signs of trauma. Yelena shrugged my hand off of her. “Why should I tell you anything? I know you’re trying to get rid of Chelsea and me!” I stared at her in shock. “I’m not going to apologize for trying to protect my sorority sisters from Chelsea’s tyranny.” “Protect your sisters from her tyranny,” she snorted and hugged herself. A tear rolled down her cheek. “She has no fucking clue what’s going on in her life.” “And you do?” I asked. Yelena wouldn’t look at me. “Yelena, what is going on?”

The couple suspiciously locked their gaze on Yelena. "And what made you worthy of our trust?" Lady Laenyra asked. Yelena's gaze shifted in her direction and gave her a cold smile. "I drowned thousands of men in seas. And feed children to lions. I'm a woman of words and I never break promises." Yelena responded coldly and Laenyra felt fear from her place when the woman's head creepily tilted to the side and smiled at her. Laenyra quickly holds her husband's hand.

There’s a hole on his forehead that exposed his skull. “Help! Help!” She yelled before the monster charged towards her to cover her mouth. Was this just another of her dreams? “No young lady, this is real. Give me the Nromais and you shall have your neck saved.” The oppressor’s weight was on her and made it difficult for her to move yet escape. Brawling was not a brilliant idea at the moment because it would be against all odds. She was obviously at a disadvantage at any point. However, something caught the attention of the hideous creature. It stood back and looked at the table. When Ellaine followed the direction of his look she saw her box. It was silently glowing!

The dawn over the Thames was a bruised purple, illuminating the wreckage of Leo’s former life. Standing in the mud and the rusted shadows of the vault, Leo watched as the woman he knew only from Meilin’s tear-stained childhood stories—Elena Vance—approached them. Elena didn't walk; she commanded the space around her. She was the CEO of Vance Global, the silent titan that made the Thorne Foundation look like a neighborhood start-up.

Michelle was stunned. Ms. Jenner? Was one Ms. Jenner in Imperial Media not enough? There was another one now? Yelena looked at her as well, her gaze turning from confusion into jealousy and rage. “Hah, Mr. Yale’s stopping me from entering because of this sl*t?” Michelle was angry, but before she could retort, Yelena slapped her! “You wh*re!” Yelena was no delicate award-winning actress. The actress’ slap was part of filming, but Nelly had trained Yelena to get into battle mode.