Stefan Salvatore Elena Gilbert Novels & Stories

Valkyrie smiles genuinely this time and I'm a little smug knowing the only reason Killian is giving her any attention is because he's trying to make Beau Garcia jealous. "Why would you want Killian Mackenzie when you could be the future Beta's girlfriend?" Selena giggles, linking her arm through her friends. "We'd be the top two girls in the whole pack, what could be better than that?" "Killian's floppy fringe and pretty blue eyes, that's what." They both cackle as they leave the school toilets and I wait a few minutes so they don't know I was listening. I don't know why everyone is acting so crazy. What's so good about having a boyfriend or a girlfriend? So what if stupid Selena Wilkins fan

"Like what?" "Like you're thinking dangerous things." A slow silence passed. Then "I am." My breath caught. Salvatore lifted one hand slowly. Like he was giving me time to pull away. His fingers brushed a strand of hair behind my ear carefully. The touch lasted barely two seconds. But heat rushed through me so fast it felt humiliating. His eyes darkened immediately. He felt it too. Big mistake. Because the look on Salvatore Romano's face afterward didn't look like revenge anymore.

she said shaking her shoulder for the second time. “What!!” I said in a very deep tone “Thank you for taking me on this ride” Elena whispered to me. Elena made me rest my head on the back of the seat and quietly walked toward where Gigi was. She made Gigi come out of the seat she shared with Franco and then went to the back. I guess she wanted to talk to Gigi in private. Everything happened in a hurry and Gigi wasn't aware she was engaged to me. The next thing I heard was Gigi's loud obnoxious voice Franco and I turned at the same time to find out what the problem was.

And just as the last plate was set, the back door slammed open. All of us froze because it was Salvatore and Elio, and they were covered in blood, not just splatters, but streaks and stains on their faces and suits. But the most shocking thing was that Salvatore was laughing. Isabella stepped forward, her face draining of color, “Sal, oh my God, are you okay? What happened?” Salvatore strode right toward her, eyes burning with adrenaline. He looked wild, dangerous, and completely alive, “Okay?” he practically shouted and the next moment, he grabbed her face roughly and kissed her hard, “I’m fucking ecstatic! We took the South Loop back!”

SALVATORE “We need to tighten security on the east side routes. There have been too many eyes lately.” I leaned forward with my hands braced on the desk, my eyes scanning the three people seated across from me. Did they even hear what I said? Vince shifted first. He was a broad man with a scar cutting through his cheek, burning a cigar between thick fingers. Marco leaned back in his chair, sharp-eyed as ever, his attention never wavering. Elena, the most dangerous lady I’d come across in this game, was seated at the other end of the table, her leg crossed over the other, and red nails tapping lightly on the armrest.

he asked softly. “No,” I whispered. “But I’m here.” He smiled, proud, warm, steady. “That’s enough.” I took his hand and stepped out. Gabe slipped his small hand into mine, squeezing tight. The Ricci family stared, curious, shocked, assessing. Salvatore moved to stand beside us, one arm around my waist, the other resting on Gabe’s shoulder. His voice was steady, strong, certain. “Everyone… this is my wife, Sara.” He looked down at Gabe, pride softening his features. “And this is my son, Gabriel.”

There was no point in hiding anything from him if he was going to be useful. “Here is the situation,” I said. “Don Salvatore tried to kill me. He did not come at me with his own men or guns. He used the girl I bought at auction. Her name is Eleanor. She poisoned a plate of pasta that was supposed to be for me. My second, Matteo, ate it instead. He died right there in my study on the floor.” I paused for a moment. The image of Matteo lying there still hit me hard every time I said it out loud. My jaw tightened and I felt that familiar burn of anger in my chest.

I was smiling even though I don't know why I'm embarrassed now. "Your house is really big, Eli. It's good that you, Allison, and Stella are still seeing each other here?" Gilbert asked me, one of Stefan's friends. They laughed there so I laughed too before speaking. "It looks big but it's not," I said while still laughing. "Looks like I'll get lost here and won't be able to get out right away if I'm left behind," Gilbert said again, causing us to laugh again. "You're such a fool, Gilbert!" Stefan disobeyed him.

he continued. Elena was silent, feeling anxious and imagining the situation that happened according to what Gerry had said. Ting ... Another elevator door opened. Elena and Gerry saw that the figure that came out of the elevator was Stefania who came straight up to them. "Hey, where are you guys from?" asked Stefania, feigning ignorance about what Elena just did. “Eh…” Elena was suddenly nervous. "We were just out for dinner with some of the models I've worked with," Gerry lied. "I thought I'd take you too but it turns out you've already gone alone," he continued.

She immediately tried to place Elea's feet down on the ground but the kid accidentally touched her mother's face and stained the corner of her mouth and chin with ice cream as Elea's hands were slightly covered in ice cream. Esme also stood up from the chair. “You have been called by Mr. Salvino right now,” and that information brought havoc to Esme. Why was he calling her now? It was his wedding. Why could not he just focus on it and on his bride? He just wanted to make her life tough and she knew about this really very well. “You can leave Elea here with me. I will take care of her till you will converse with him,” Maeve said because both the women knew it might not be a good idea to let E