Stefan Salvatore Elena Gilbert Novels & Stories

LEILA MILLER "Are you doubting my options now, Miss Rivers?" Everyone recognized his voice almost immediately, their heads turning around in his direction. My gaze lingered on Kristen Rivers for a second longer as her slightly wide and taken-aback eyes fell on him. Her lips parted slightly, and then she went on to ramble. "M...Mr. Salvatore..." She got on her feet, just as everyone else did.

He was about to step forward to separate them, but Vincenzo's voice stopped him in his place. "Don't you dare to come between me and my wife, Salvatore." Vincenzo’s voice, smooth and lethal, finally broke the silence. Levi clenched his jaw before glancing at Elena. "And you didn't answer my question, Salavtore? What the hell were you doing with my wife?" Elena gulped when sensing the real anger in his tone. Barely restraining the anger. His jaw set tightly while it twitched when moving. She just stood there not knowing what to do.

"I think I'm going to tell your nurse to stop giving you romance novels. And besides, Marcus isn't mean." "He kissed you and then didn't want to talk about it, and so far he doesn't talk about anything to you either. Not to mention the extra mean assistant he keeps around and lets you leave for. I am team Gavin." "Team Gavin?" Elena asked amusement on her face. "You know how when a TV show has a love triangle people usually pick their teams. I'm team Gavin, Hashtag 'Gelena'" Emily said giggling.

Yes, she was. But was she going to take a step back and cower? No, she wasn’t . Elisa probably knew that too, that was why she was telling Rain all of these. “You have to be careful with the people you meet from this job, the people you interact with and what you tell them…nobody’s is to be trusted and beware of Andrea Salvatore, she might be a bitch that makes you want to smack the hell out of her face but, her father’s very powerful and she is Alexander’s fiancé…she can destroy you in the snap of a finger,”

I blend into the background, observing. Then I see her again. Elena is walking toward someone, smiling. Actually smiling. I’ve never seen that smile in my class. She stops in front of a tall guy with blond hair. She laughs lightly, then hugs him. My fingers tighten around the glass Ronald had eventually forced into my hand. I don’t look away. “Who is that?” I ask Ronald. “Shane Morales. Barbara’s sound engineer. Good guy.” I say nothing. Ronald glances at me curiously but gets pulled away by staff a moment later.

As soon as he stepped into the penthouse, Ary opened the email fully and began reading: Elena Ava Nolan, born December 25, 1997 to Jon Patrick and Gina Marie Nolan, both of Essex, Massachusetts. Mother, deceased. Personal Details: - Age: 23 - Nationality: American - Marital Status: Married (Bradley “Brad” Hawkins) Residence and Employment: - Last confirmed residence: Shared condo with Bradley Hawkins in Lawrence, MA. - Last known employment: Junior Chef at Scavos Eatery, Essex, MA, from where she resigned, citing “personal reasons”

With the syndicate’s plan exposed and the traitor dealt with, the war between the Morettis and Volkovs is narrowly avoided. However, nothing is the same. Helios, recovering from his injuries, must decide if his loyalty still lies with the Moretti family or if his future is with Elena. As for Elena, she finally allows herself to acknowledge her feelings for Helios, but with everything they’ve been through, is love enough?

Sabrina interjected, her tone taking on a hint of defiance. He turned back to face her, his eyebrows furrowing in curiosity. "What?" "I'm not giving up easily," Sabrina declared. And with that declaration, she closed the distance between them. In an impulsive move, she reached out and grabbed the lapels of Aaron's suit, pulling him towards her. Without hesitation, she pressed her lips against his, her kiss filled with a mix of desperation and longing. It was then that Elena arrived. In a heartbeat, the world seemed to shatter around Elena as she burst through the doors onto the balcony. The sight that greeted her was a dagger to her heart – Aaron, the man she had dared to hope for, entangled

“What’s gotten into you?” He didn’t look up. “Nothing.” “Nothing?” I repeated, raising an eyebrow. “You’re acting like you actually care about someone other than yourself.” He glanced at me then, his jaw tightening. “He’s Dante Moretti, Elena. Do you have any idea who he is?” “Oh, please,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Spare me the hero worship.” Marcus shook his head, turning back to the floor. “You wouldn’t understand.” I didn’t respond, too tired to argue. Instead, I leaned back and closed my eyes, letting the sound of Marcus scrubbing fill the silence.

Without knocking on the door, Melanie pushed it wide open only to find his barbaric green eyes penetrating her angry gaze. She stepped inside and uttered. "Should I bring your dinner now, Mr Salvatore?" She taunted him but his expression remained dark and scary. She understood he wasn't in the mood to play along anymore. Adrian took his predatory steps towards her, making her a little afraid but she didn't let it show on her face. "So, Melanie Rian Salvatore," That name came out from his mouth like a growl of a caged animal. She looked at him, confused until