Novel & Cerita What Is Elena In Vampire Diaries

Elena sneered, “You broke me down emotionally then started breaking my body. I will never fall for your tricks again. I, Elena Roman, warrior of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Evan Roman, human, as my mate.” I was so proud of Elena as she stood straight, stood proud, and looked him dead in the eyes as she spoke his rejection. He, on the other hand, gripped his chest in pain. I scowled, “Accept her rejection… NOW!”

Alpha Gabriel said to his mum. Alpha Gabriel mum followed him willingly to her room. "So Gabriel tell me where's she?" the Luna asked. "Well Elena has gone to her mum's village, her village where she grew up, her mum has skincancer and has been admitted in the hospital, Elena got a call from the public hospital in her village that her mum's life could end in few weeks from now, I wanted to follow her but we've an ongoing problem here in the pack" Alpha Gabriel said to his mum.

"It is not a joke Derek '' I yelled with my voice raging and the anger evident in it. I could feel my blood boil as my claws lengthen forward causing me to growl as well. "Damn" Derek smirks and mutters in excitement as he draws near me. "I think we might be getting somewhere" he yells with His voice sounding firm and sneaky. His eyes fixated on my claws, I looked down at them to see how long they had become. I had issues getting my anger under control, as I always had and nothing had changed in the meantime. I am Elena, the only pup of riel and Sarah, my parents were the leader of the council, and just as tradition the position ought to be passed down to me if I take on a series of tests an

"It’s a rare skill, even among our kind. But I suppose I should introduce myself properly, since we are going to be seeing a lot of each other." ​She leaned in closer, the scent of vanilla and something metallic filling my senses. ​"I'm Elena," she said, a small, sharp smile playing on her lips. "Cassian’s fiancée. And the mother of the next Vaelor heir." ​The air left my lungs. I looked at her hand, the hand that had supposedly saved my life, and all I could think about was the note I had dropped on the table. Could she have been the one who dropped the note? And did she really say Cassian’s fiancée? How was that even possible?

Vanessa’s offer of a full day alone with Michael had left everyone on edge , especially Mirabel and Mitchelle, whose touches had grown more possessive overnight. A sharp knock at the door shattered the quiet. Mirabel’s eyebrows rose. “That must be the ‘company’ you mentioned.” Vanessa smiled like a cat who had already eaten the canary. She sauntered to the door and opened it, revealing a tall, strikingly beautiful woman in her early thirties with sharp features, platinum blonde hair pulled into a tight ponytail, and an aura of effortless dominance. This was Elena , Vanessa’s longtime play partner and occasional mentor, known in their private circles as someone who specialized in breaking str

“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

Her posture was flawless and I didn't need a seer to tell that every movement had been practiced. She was beautiful, there was no need denying. Her dark hair fell over her face in bangs and she had the most beautiful freckles I had ever seen. She was chubby and looked delicate. Too delicate. Like a child made in love. A being made when the Divine was in a great mood. The dress she wore clung to her in a way that convinced me it was made for her. Elder Len cleared her throat. I turned to her. “Lucien, this is Lady Elena from White fangs, a neighbouring pack. She is the healers daughter and one of the carefully selected options for Luna.”

Elena nodded gracefully. I didn't know how long I could stand this strange, uncomfortable conversation, but it seemed that Elena wasn't done yet. She looked at me again with a piercing stare. "And what pack are you from? Judging by your scent, I'd say Omega," she scoffed. "She is," Elijah replied suddenly. "An outcast Omega, and I intend to make her my Luna." Naturally, everyone in the room reacted with shock, especially Elena. Her face flushed as if she was trying to contain her anger.

As night settled over the pack lands, Mrs. Lauren paced her chambers, unable to shake the dread settling deep in her bones. The letter from the seers lay on her desk, its words haunting her. Elena was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. This alone was enough to cause an uproar if anyone found out. And her son Damien was already battling his vampire nature, his blood lust awakened by the very presence of his mate. But it wasn’t just them anymore.

They are part of the royalty. Elena is the daughter of the late Princess Serena, King Saxon's sister. She will soon leave the throne to his successor Prince Maxon. Elena is part of the Coven White Magic, they are witches who practice white magic, but they are powerful. Some practice black magic, but it is forbidden because it always comes with consequences when you cast that kind of spell. "Aly dear welcome, I couldn't believe it when Elena told me you were coming," said Aunt Martha. "I'm glad to be here, aunt," I said, smiling.