Vampire Diaries Elena Dies Novels & Stories

“Then what do you want?” The first one pointed at her. “We want her to remember.” Elena's stomach tightened. “Remember what?” “Her first death.” The room went silent. Elias's face became pale. “No.” The first one smiled. “Yes.” Elena looked at Elias. “What aren't you telling me?” He didn't answer. “Dad.” Nothing. “Tell me!” Elias finally whispered: “Your first death wasn't an accident.” Elena froze. “What?” “You were killed.”

Ray saw her red hue face as she lied still looking up at him, her lower lip under her teeth, he saw that before, it was one of her signals that she was at ease with this and wanted more. Ray lowered again, and their touching bodies made both of them gasp softly, but then the door of the room flew open. *** Raphael slammed the door shut and walked up to Jane and Duke, behind him Asena also followed. "Where is he?" "You just missed the killing of Elaine" Duke said. "She's dead?" "Yes– the prince– of Transylvania has killed her" Jane said. Raphael looked at Asena who shrugged "And more?" He asked Duke. "He has done all of this to save the daughter of Velvela"

Elena ordered. "You do realize that Liam and Steven are still out there. They would come here and they are going to defeat you." Kayla stated. "Shut the fuck up you cunt." Elena stated and pulled Kayla's hair. "You are worthless and no one is going to miss you when you're gone." She buried her fangs on Kayla's neck and killed her. "No..." Hendrick screamed angrily while trying to struggle free from his captors who were holding him down. "I didn't expect that you'd care. You are really a very interesting creature." Elena stated fascinated. "Now, it time to show you my surprise."

Elena’s POV When I went back home, I wrapped my arms tightly around my parents. In my previous life, when I ignored their advice and insisted on staying by Kael’s side, my family had already been hurt by my choices. They still supported me from behind, yet I could feel the distance and awkwardness in our conversations. I was the one who betrayed their kindness. I chose to stay with a vampire regarded as a disgrace. In the end, I even caused their tragic deaths.

Blake‘s POV Elena had entered the ritual chamber. Sarah opened her door with hatred in her eyes. "What do you want?" "Please." I could barely speak. My voice was hoarse from screaming, my body still trembling from the bond's severance. "I need to know. Is she—is Elena—" "Dead?" Her laugh was hollow. "Yes. She's dead." "I need to see her. Please. One last time." "It's too late." Sarah leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed. "She's already gone. The witches said there was nothing left when the ritual ended. Just... empty space where she used to be."

“Still emotional. Still predictable.” Damon pulled his arm back like he was about to hit him. I stepped forward. “Damon stop.” He froze. He didn’t let go. He didn’t breathe. He just stopped. “Elena’s dying,” I said. “We need to move her.” Damon’s jaw clenched. He released his brother with a shove but didn’t take his eyes off him. His brother rolled his shoulder like Damon’s grip had been nothing. “She’ll die in a few minutes,” he said casually. “The damage is internal. She shouldn’t have come.”

“It wasn’t your fault you fell in love with that girl.” The room stilled, not painfully, but with a quiet anticipation. Killian swallowed as his father exchanged a look with June. “What’s wrong?” she asked. Killy’s jaw clenched. “Elena is dead.” June gasped. “Oh my God, she’s dead? Oh my God. Jesus, Killian… I’m so sorry.” She glanced at Killian. “How are you all holding up?” Mark nodded slowly. “I saw it on TV too.” June pressed a hand to her chest. “That is… very sad. She was such a pretty lady. That smile...breathtaking.”

"Your parents are dead." "I know. I—" She stopped. Tried to process what she'd just seen. "I know how they died." Xander pulled himself up to sitting. "Elena—" "They did this. The same ritual. To protect me when I was a baby." Her voice was hollow. "The Shield was draining me. They fed their life force into it to stabilize the load. And it killed them." "The journal said—" "The journal said they 'could not' survive. Past tense. Because they were already dead when whoever wrote that found them." Elena looked at her hands. "They chose to die. To give me time to escape."

The sight was terrible and horrific. Elena had hit her head against the wall, breaking her skull in return as blood gushed freely out of her head. Elena was dead. Andrew flinched and his heart raced the moment he saw what had happened. He ran to where Elena was and tried calling her name to wake her up but she was gone. He checked her breathing state and discovered she had truly died. His wolf reacted furiously inside of him and almost took over him after discovering that Elena had died. He grunted and pulled her close to himself, not minding Quincy staring widely at them.

"Elena is sweet and naive. She couldn't run a lemonade stand, let alone a consulting firm." "What if we were wrong about Elena?" I asked. "What if she wasn't as naive as we thought?" "Marcus, you're being paranoid," Sophia said. "Elena was completely devastated when she thought you died. I saw her at the hospital. She was crying and heartbroken." "Was she?" I asked. "Or was she acting?" The question hung in the air between us. I could see doubt starting to creep into their eyes. "Think about it," I continued. "How did Victor find out about my death so quickly? How did he know to come to Elena's apartment that day?"