Vampire Diaries Elena's Mom Novels & Stories

She raised her walking cane to hit Diana, but Diana held the walking cane. “I’m sorry, Grandma, but you can’t touch me; I was given the second wife protection by the Lycan himself,” She pushed Grandma, and Mother immediately ran to help Grandma. “I treated you well because I thought you would be better than the first wife, but you are a nightmare,” Mother spat bitterly. I looked at everybody one by one, “I will be in my room; Elena, come with me.” “My lady,” Elena closed the door behind her and lowered her voice, “I wanted to tell you something I saw this morning.”

"It's not." "Wolves and vampires can't—" "They can. Your mother was proof." "My mother?" "Elena." Kael's voice was soft. "She was a vampire. Young, brave, determined to protect you." "She's dead." "Yes." "Did you know her?" "I did. She was my friend." Lena's eyes filled with tears. "She gave me away. To humans. To strangers." "She was trying to protect you." "From what?" "From the people who want to use you."

“I am Elena Alexandrovna. I am the daughter of one of the most powerful Makkari elders in this coven and Armand is my chosen mate. We had plans to be wed until you waltz in with your cunning spell and took him from me. You will regret this! I swear!” Jealousy is such an ugly emotion to most people. Even for Elena who looks like she was going to explode and the bright blush she painted on her cheek was blending in with her redden angry face. In this case, Elena’s was shaking and even Rosa knew not to aggravate the vampire lady who seems to hate her guts. “I..uhm.. I need to go now. Please excuse me.” Rosa flinched when she was reaching out to her with her painted claw like nails. Luckily, her

She continued lifting my fiery red hair then letting it fall. “That’s not possible. Elena is beautiful, and she has a wolf. Boleyn was misshapen and skeletal. Elena looks nothing like her” Damon tried to rationalize to himself. “My mother is Kate Cole of crescent pack. She birth me in the crescent pack house. I lived there for 18 years. I think I’d know if she wasn’t my real mother.” I scuffed.

Elena replied with a hint of annoyance in the tone of her voice, I couldn't help but grin at her. "You won't do that. You're in my mother's coven, she would take you down to her grave before you can even snap your finger." Elena just smirked at me because we both knew that what I was saying was true. Especially now that I have discovered that my mother is one of the originals and she is powerful, I don't think she would let anyone hurts me or Lincoln even if she is now in the grave. I can't help but remember the time when my mother used to tell me and Lincoln about the story of a witch who rose from the dead to protect her family. "Let's get this over, Michael. Give me the blood of a rogue a

When we pulled apart, she was breathing fast. “Wow,” she whispered. “That wasn’t for show.” “No,” I said. “It wasn’t. Come to my room. We’ll talk more. Plan for tomorrow.” She nodded slowly. “Okay. But boundaries. I’m not ready for more.” “Boundaries,” I agreed, leading her upstairs. In my bedroom, we sat on the edge of the bed. “Tell me about your mom,” I said. “Naomi. Is she safe?” “She’s paranoid,” Elena replied. “Hiding. She blames herself for Dad’s death. Says the Cross family knows too much.”

Eena was the spitting image of her mother and I got the feeling that’s he wasn’t going to appreciate me saying that about her. “mom…” Elena whispered and her mother immediately ran to her daughter and scooped her up in her arms as if Elena had no weight at all. Both women were crying now and Tasha and I stood on the side and watched this beautiful moment. It was clear that Elena had missed receiving that motherly love for her mother and her mother had also missed nurturing her eldest daughter. I wondered where her father was so I started looking around. “ He is inside, he was afraid that if Elena saw him she would run away”, Tasha whispered when she realized that I was looking around for her

" I am Elena Deloris, a final year student of Ivy prose high school. I'm here to give an information and report a highly important person in this society about his deadly deeds." What. The. Fuck. I turn my face to see my dad, he is boiling in anger, his hands are subconsciously digging into the chair. This is a mess up... Elena wants to ruin us, and this is the beginning of it. " Stop her! Someone should bloody stop her!" he screams aggressively as he holds out to make a phone call. While he holds the phone his hands shake trembling...

“You’re doing all this… because of the child. But I… I am already—” “Sign!” Stephen’s voice thundered, his fury unmistakable. His eyes burned with rage, and he didn’t even let her finish her sentence. “I’ve had enough of your excuses!” The finality in his voice shattered any remaining hope Elena had. Her body shook with grief, but just as she reached out to sign, a voice sliced through the air like a cold knife. “This girl is still here? Why hasn’t she been thrown out yet?” Elena turned sharply, her teary eyes landing on Lily—Damon’s mother—standing in the doorway. Her presence was commanding, her gaze piercing as she looked down at Elena with disdain.

I growled, my knee slamming into his side as he coughed hard, winded. “She doesn’t need an Alpha. She needs *me*,” he spat back. I grabbed him by the shirt, yanked him up, and stared into his bloodied face. “She doesn’t need *anything* from you. She’s my mate. My wife. My future.” A voice screamed from the sidelines. “Liam, stop!” My head snapped to the left, heart stopping for a second. Elena. Her voice shattered through the haze in my mind. She was barefoot, running from the packhouse steps, eyes wide with terror.