Stefan Salvatore Elena Gilbert Novels & Stories

she said in a sad but very gentle tone. Ragnar pressed his lips. He now saw what the problem was. Lennie must have told Elena some bullshit to scare her away. He had no idea why Lennie did so-he knew Lennie wasn’t interested in marrying anyone. She was a woman with no heart for love. But he wasn’t going to let Lennie get his mate. “I will never marry anyone except you, L,” he said, and knew it wasn’t enough. Some of those media reporters had already noticed their star lead tonight disappeared from the venue. They searched the whole setting, and soon found the explosive scene going on in the garden.

Giovanna breathe out shakily after a long time and then replied " sure my underboss, I will get the job done. You can turn on the TV, the promotion is live " " Sure darling, welcome to the Santinos family " Marco said as he grinned. " I'm loving it already " Giovanna smile. After some seconds Marco disconnected and then turn to one of the staff in the colly. " Let's watch Giovanna's live event. That would help us in figuring out what's going on outside konstantin's lair " His order were taken swiftly. Some screen shows Giovanna while some shows Iris and Delphine's State. Everywhere now grew silence once more and they watch the event unfold before their very eyes.

I avoid his gaze entirely, and he laughs. “ Hello, Santino!” Ethan’s voice comes from the small device. “ Hello Ethan, how is the search going?” Santino asks, sounding all carefree, even though his face remains stoic. His shifts his gaze and his sapphire lock with mine for a moment. My lips part as I breathe out through my lips. Santino’s eyes briefly shift to my lips, he licks his, and they shift back to capture mine.

The man approached the fellow who had abducted her and paused, he stared at her for a minute and then back at the man. “Who is this? And why is she here?” he queried. “Master, she is the daughter of my debtor, he had offered her to us as collateral,” he replied. “Hey, you abducted me from my house!!” Elena fired. Well, she wasn’t good at keeping her mouth shut. “Silence young lady, you speak when I ask you to.” Their leader scolded her. “Why? Who are you?” Elena queried and rolled her eyes. The man chuckled and walked to her. “I am surprised there is someone from this city who hasn’t heard about me. I am Cain Salvatore, but you can call me the demon,” he said in a dark tone and looked closel

He raised an eyebrow, “What are you doing here?” Vittorio’s gaze instantly turned glacial. He recognized Dante Falzone. He was Gilbert Cross's closest friend, the only son of the Falzone. In addition to that, Dante was notorious as a playboy. He was wild, arrogant, and unrestrained. “What the hell are you doing?” Vittorio raised his voice. “Answer me.” Dante let out a low chuckle, casually draping his arm over my shoulder. “Can’t you see it? We’re kissing.”

She was right. That night, Luca stood at the study door, hugging a pillow as he carefully asked, “Dad, will we ever see Mom again?” Damien looked at the child’s reddened eyes for a long time before finally sliding over a photograph. It was something the secretary had just found. A private weapons gallery in Turicum had updated the staff page on its website. Under the name section, it said—Elena Capello. In the photo, I was wearing an ordinary black coat, standing in front of a glass display case with a calm expression that could even be called relaxed.

"So you used her." "I made a deal with her father. He got protection. She got to play the role of Dante Moretti's 'special friend.' It kept the ambitious families from throwing their daughters at me." "But she fell in love with you." "She fell in love with the idea of me. The danger. The power. She didn't know what I really was." "And the shooting?" Dante's face went cold. "We were at a restaurant. One of the Serrano shooters. He had a clear shot at my back. Elena saw him."

“After last night, they suddenly care about partnerships again.” Elena raised an eyebrow. “You mean after Damon Moretti showed up.” Matteo’s expression darkened. “He’s trouble.” “He’s competition,” Elena corrected calmly. “Same thing.” For a moment neither of them spoke. Then Matteo sighed. “I don’t like the way he looks at you.” Elena laughed softly. “He doesn’t look at me.” “Oh, he does.” Matteo’s voice lowered. “And he knows exactly what he’s doing.” Later That Day — Ricci & Laurent Headquarters

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Elisa stumbled backward, hands raised. “Please, listen to me, I didn’t—” “Liar!” Marta spat, snatching the phone from the table. “All this time, we’ve been feeding you, housing you—what are you planning, huh? Kill us next?” “Stop!” Elisa cried. “I didn’t hurt anyone—my family—they’re dead but…but I didn't kill them! I’m—” But Garret lunged first. He charged across the room like a bull, tackling her to the ground. The breath was knocked from her lungs as her back slammed into the wooden floor. She clawed at his arms, panic twisting through her veins.