What Is Elena In Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Luke asked politely while taking her hands. “Because I look like her” Elena’s eyes were glued to the ground and she spoke in barely a whisper. “Huh?” was Luke’s confused reply. “You look like whom?” asked Alpha Joseph baffled. “I look like Evandor’s dead wife, Isabella. The woman our ancestor killed!” Elena gritted her teeth while replying. “WHAT?” shouted everyone including Alphas of every pack. “You heard it right. I am ditto copy of her. The devil was madly in love with his wife. Hence, he wants to have me so badly now” Elena’s voice was less than whisper.

Connor and Channing are going to be so happy. “You can fuck me for two dollars.” What? I let her go, my fingers still digging into her shoulders and I peer at her. Something is not right. “Cecil?” I call out again but she does not seem to recognize me, neither does she react to her name. A hand gently presses on my shoulder. I do not need to look up to know that it is Hunter. “Her mind’s gone Elena,” he explains to me as if I am a child. I take a deep shaky breath. “She’s Connor and Channing’s mother. She was with me when Clyde’s men took us,” I tell him.

"Unidentified pod, you are trespassing in the Grave of the Forsaken. State your lineage or prepare to be recycled." Killian looked at Elena. He saw the way the silver light in her eyes flared, responding to the challenge. He moved to the comms unit, but Elena placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. She leaned into the microphone, her voice carrying the resonance of the moon she had just shattered. "I have no lineage but the one I carry in my blood," she said. "I am Elena, the Hidden Luna of the Silver Line. And I have brought the children of the Blackwood back to the people who were told they didn't exist."

I knew despite it, I had to be careful, careful of what I said and would do, I was taking such a huge risk. If anything, no matter how small went wrong, then it would all be likey over for me. If anyone knew I was meeting the vampires late at night, I knew what would happen to me because I was committing the highest form of treason and it was part of the reason my stomach erupted with butterflies. I, Eliana, was committing treason against the Dark Moon pack. “This is wrong and you know it!” Hazel snapped at me. “Or you could quit being a wolf, get a body of your own and make everything in this world all right and pristine,” I said, shutting her up.

And Agatha, who was looking down in embarrassment, now raised her head in confusion, while turning her head to where Chris' eyes were looking. "Why do you guys look so serious?" Chris sighed heavily and walked over to her. "What brings you here, Elena?" Elena, the daughter of the alpha of the Moon Ston Pack, came to the Blood Moon Pack by herself with a parcel in her hand. Elena was the one who had been rumored to be the reason for Agatha's unhappiness. Therefore, all the werewolves who were on guard looked seriously at her, as well as Lewis who usually showed his kindness to anyone who came.

She had searched all over for him but was told he was busy carrying out the orders given to them by Alpha Kyrian and so she waited for him in their closet. No sooner had everyone arranged that there was left a werewolf lady known as Elena. Elena was known for her beauty in the pack apart from Luna, Tianah. She had been badly wounded and the chains which were tied on her feet and hands had cut her skin deeply making the fleshy part of her skin to be revealed. Her parents had been taken to a separate place for treatment but she immediately saw Abel and held on to him.

She carried herself with confidence and authority. "Elena leads the female warriors," Marcus mentioned when he noticed me looking, "She's been with us for five years, came from a pack in the eastern territories. She's a skilled fighter and the women respect her." So Elena had real power here, and I was the outsider who'd stolen her place in Damon's bed. That night, Damon brought dinner to my room. My voice was stronger now, still raspy but I could manage short sentences without too much pain. We sat at the small table near the window and for the first time, we really talked.

“The last time we met, I beat you and Nyla so badly you couldn’t walk straight.” Lucia’s smile faded just for a moment, then it came back again, more sinister than ever. “And yet here I am, Elena. Stronger and more powerful than I ever was with Damon. And besides, I have an army behind me.” Elena’s eyes went briefly to the abominations behind her. “I see Elias didn’t bother to tell you that I killed one of those things already.” Lucia’s gaze darkened. “He told me more than enough about you, bitch. I know you may have been unfairly blessed by the stupid goddess, but those blessings don't make you immortal.”

Character Profile: Elena 1. Basic Information Full Vampire Name: Elena Vance (originally born Elena Vance in 1956) Apparent Age: 20 years old True Age: 70 years old (turned in 1976 at age 20) Current Role: Sophomore Art History & Literature student at St. Jude University Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (highly fluid, drawn to the soul and beauty of a person, though Maya is her first "love at first sight" obsession)

Adrian began, his voice a low, gravelly rasp against her lips, his dark eyes searching hers with a desperate intensity, "...was the only person Victor Hale ever feared." Elena’s eyes widened slightly, her breath catching in her throat, but before she could speak, Adrian’s hand tightened on her thigh, pulling her closer still, eliminating every millimeter of doubt between them. "She wasn't a victim, Elena," he whispered, his lips brushing hers with every syllable, agonizingly slow, teasingly close. "She was the architect of The Circle. And if you want to know her name... if you want to know what she did to my family... you have to ask yourself if you're ready to become her."