The Undoing Elena Novels & Stories

Lucian screamed, fighting it, but it was his hand—his strength—that drove it into Elias’s chest. Warm blood spilled over his fingers. Elias gasped, body jerking. Lucian caught him before he fell. Held him tightly, pressing their foreheads together. “No, no, no...” Lucian sobbed, the world around him blurring, melting into darkness. The cloaked figures raised their arms, triumphant. "Veth shira sul!" "The bond is broken!" The ground split open. Flames roared up, engulfing everything. Lucian held Elias’s lifeless body tighter, refusing to let go, even as the fire consumed them both.

Elena promised, her voice a quiet, desperate vow as she stared at the reflection of the monster standing behind her. Lydia let out a soft, satisfied hum, patted Elena's shoulder with a chillingly affectionate gesture, and turned to leave. She unlocked the heavy door and slipped out into the pouring Chelsea rain, leaving Elena alone in the quiet shadows of the loft, staring at the gray dress that would soon become the shroud for Elara's empire.

“If you back out now, it will undo everything we’ve set in motion. I cannot… I cannot let you do that.” Elena’s lips trembled, her breathing quickened. The car moved along the city streets, but the weight of her decision pressed down like a physical force, threatening to crush her resolve. “I can’t, Adrian. I can’t. I can’t do this anymore. I will return all you have given me. Here, take back your ring.” She said, stretching her hand and notioning for him to take back his ring, as she pressed her other hand to her chest, her voice faltering. “I need air.” Before Adrian could respond, she gestured sharply to the driver. “Stop!” she commanded, her voice shaking with desperation. The driver hes

Since Cory’s death, she and Ragnar had been too occupied to even think about it. Now that Lennie mentioned it, suddenly, a trace of hope rose in Elena’s heart. “I can stop the snow using the relic on my own. Why should I give it to you?” she smirked, “Do you think I am as stupid as you are?” Elena heard Lennie’s breath get heavy at another end. But the princess didn’t curse or hang up the phone. For a moment, Elena even thought she heard the princess’s sob, but when Lennie spoke, her voice was normal.

Elena died. The world did not collapse. Hospitals opened. Governments argued. Children went to school. Earth C debated new citizenship laws. Domain Zero approved another embodiment project. The merged governments still fought over taxation. Life did not stop. This would have pleased her. The day after the funeral, Lucas returned to Blackwood House alone. He went upstairs. Opened Elena’s cabinet. Found the Genesis memory box. The one she had ordered destroyed after her death. He carried it downstairs. Placed it on the kitchen table.

Anthony added. Lucas looked around in shock. There were a few times that Lucas Benjamin felt bashful, and at the moment, he preferred having a thousand cameras put him in the spotlight as compared to the tension that the three pairs of eyes gave him. “Jenny,” he said at last, “I would love nothing more. Thank you.” His eyes seemed to gather some water inside as he looked into her eyes. Charlotte cheered gleefully as Lucas lifted his fist to bump into Anthony’s fist. It was as if the four of them never considered the day as a funeral day, but rather, a long-awaited reunion for them all. And this was all possible thanks to Aunt May.

Bianca suddenly rushed after her, reaching out to grab Elena's wrist violently. In that split second, as if sensing something, Elena calmly took a small step sideways, making a clear dodge. Because Elena dodged in time, Bianca grabbed nothing but air. Then came the scene that froze the blood in Enzo's veins— Having missed, Bianca didn't try to regain her balance. Instead, following the momentum, she made an extremely unnatural secondary movement. Like a suicide attack, she hurled herself viciously at the nearby funeral urn. The screen froze at the moment they crossed paths.

"Others?" Elena nodded, reaching into her pocket with fingers that had finally stopped trembling, and pulled out a small drive. Her eyes were clearer now than he'd seen them since the night he found her, like someone had reached inside and turned on a light he'd given up hoping still worked. "I was supposed to destroy this." A pause, the ghost of something fierce flickering across her face. "But I didn't." He took the drive from her, his fingers brushing hers, warm and steady now instead of cold and trembling. "What is it?"

Elena, uncomfortable with the attention, decides to take matters into her own hands. Her opportunity comes during a team presentation. Facing a skeptical audience, she delivers an impeccable pitch, showcasing her strategic insights and hard work. The room is stunned into silence, and Elena finally feels vindicated. Elliot, standing at the back of the room, watches her with quiet pride, recognizing her strength. This moment serves as a turning point, as Elena begins to assert herself and reclaim her professional credibility.

He slowly stood up with his eyes never leaving hers. There was silence in the room, and Nelly shouted, “Elena.” Breaking the silence in the room, Elena turned to look at her and said, “You are fired.”