Vampire Diaries Elena And Damon Dance Novels & Stories

Then his mouth was on hers. It was supposed to be nothing. A brief, polite lie for the cameras. But Damian kissed like a man who didn’t believe in half measures. His fingers pressed into the silk at her waist, firm enough to make her breath catch. His lips moved against hers once, slow and controlled, and the whole chapel vanished into the heat of him. Elena hated it. Hated that her body softened for him before her pride could stop it. Then he pulled away. The applause crashed around them like thunder.

Torches flickered against the ancient stone pillars of the ritual grounds, casting long, dancing shadows across the crowd. Elena Salvatore stood near the center altar, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She smoothed down the fabric of her ceremonial green gown, her hands trembling slightly. Tonight was the night. The night she turned twenty-one. The night the Moon Goddess would officially unveil the fated mate bond she had waited for her entire life. She looked across the short distance to where Damon Mikaelson stood.

He led me to his table, which was situated close to the elder's table and the dignitaries of the pack. From my peripheral view, I could feel their gaze on me. One elder in particular had his eyes fixed on me, which made me feel uneasy. I felt Damon’s hands caressing my palm; he must have noticed how uneasy I was. "Relax,” he muttered to me, and I felt my tensed body relax at his words. He smiled at me, and we ate in silence amidst small talks. After eating, some werewolves came displaying the traditional Wasaba dance, which had me intrigued. I almost got up to dance but sat down and just moved my body to the beats.

“I’m looking for Caeruleus and Yntreia.” “Good folks, tonight, we are once again celebrating the courage and selflessness of an elf woman. This Bronithe..” Ellaine’s mind drifted. She didn’t feel the heavy crowd around her, hear the voice of Queen Aera, or see the sea of faces around her. Her attention was focused on the Virsathen tree. She can feel its dark mood. It’s as if the tree was nervous and frightened. Suddenly, she heard gasps and murmurs around her. She observed her surroundings and noticed everybody gaping at something overhead. She followed their line of vision and saw that the leaves of the Virsathen were glowing.

“It’s fine, Damon. Go enjoy your dance with London.” “Your wish is my command, Ella Bella,” said Damon as if letting everyone present know that he only accepted London’s offer only because Ella had ordered him to and not because of his own accord. With his arm on her, he turned her around to face him. “Shall we?” “Shall we what?” asked Ella defiantly. “Well, clearly your partner has gone dancing with mine so why not follow their gesture,” drawled Javier lazily as if his words had no effect on Ella.

CHAPTER SIX “Eloise! What are you doing her and with him.” She sputtered trying to find her words. “Serena…” Eloise responded smiling at her sister and then hugging her before turning to where Damon stood, arms folded and watching the drama. “I see you married him for me, if I knew he was this good looking I would have taken him.” She said eyeing Damon. “Excuse me?” Serena and Jake said immediately, each glaring at one another before turning back to Eloise.

Fuck! This is the last thing we need. This is NOT how things are supposed to go; it was not in Cynthia's plan. The room cascades into angry whispers as Damon and Elle dance around the floor, confirming the rumors of Elle being a born Luna. Or that Damon is planning on taking her as his chosen before she has the "chance" to find her true mate. Either way, it's not fucking good and complicates things more than needed.

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

Holding the woman’s hand, he approached me. “Elena, this is Vanessa, she’s—” Before he could finish, Vanessa flashed a confident smile and offered her hand to me. “Hi, I’m Vanessa, Hector’s partner. We fell in love on the battlefield.” I laughed bitterly, anger making my voice shake. “Partner? You mean mistress, right?” Vanessa’s smile faltered. Hector glared at me, his voice low and warning. “Elena, don’t do this.” I met his gaze, my tone icy.

I felt a sharp pain in my chest, maybe it was the anger I was feeling or something else but I really did not care, I banged my fist on the table "THAT'S WHERE WE HAVE A PROBLEM,.......how could you do this to me?......how could you choose a vampire as my mate?...you are clearly aware of the feud going on between us and apart from that,......her father was the one that killed Silvar" Selena's expression softened "But I only picked a girl that fit your personality". "FUCK ALL THAT!" I roared then pointed a finger at her "You know what you're gonna do now...you are gonna fix all this so that you never picked a new mate for me and I never set my eyes on that girl". Selena gulped "I don't think I