Yelena Belova Comic Novels & Stories

Elena picks up her phone and makes a call she’s been warned never to make. “I want undercover,” she says when the line connects. A sigh. “You know what you’re asking.” “I want inside his world,” Elena says. “The slow way.” Silence. “You’ll disappear,” the voice says. “No backup. No badge.” “I already have,” Elena replies. ⸻ Three months later, Elena Vale no longer exists. In her place is Elena Riva. Twenty-six. Recently moved. Questionable references. Clean enough to pass, messy enough to feel real. She dyes her hair darker, softens her posture, learns how to hold a tray instead of a weapon.

Elena grinned, vicious and beautiful. “Make sure Roman doesn’t find out.” .Jace stared. “…He’s absolutely going to find out.” “Not today,” Elena said. And then she spotted something ahead ,something expensive and unnecessary. Her mood brightened instantly. “Oh look,” she said. “Bulgari.” Jace groaned into both hands. “Elena, I swear to God, every time you get threatened you get more chaotic...” “Exactly,” she said. Swipe. Approved. Lysandra Vauxhaul was unraveling.

“Ahh, I almost forgot my sister is soaring in that Bowfest Foreign Trading. I heard you’re being promoted to a supervisor? “Wow, a promotion sure comes fast for you! Sigh. You’re working so hard to feed your useless husband. How many men did you sleep with to be promoted so quickly?” “Stop slandering me, Yelena!” Cordelia’s face turned pale. “You’re violating my reputation by making things up. I can totally sue you!” “Wow, you know the law? Sue me, then!” Yelena was boastful. She pointed her finger at Cordelia and then poked her head. Her sharp and long nail scratched Cordelia’s scalp. Before she could react to the pain, Yelena grabbed her collar and shoved her hard! Cordelia staggered, fell

"Under what name?" I understood what he was asking. Was I still Lina Vale, the woman with no past, or Elena Valenti, the daughter who had walked away? I tightened my fingers around the mug. "Elena Valenti."

I yelled, startling Elena, causing the coffee mugs to slip from her crate and crash. "I'm sorry for startling you, Elena." I rushed to her side to help clean up the mess. "Relax, Yuri, I've got this covered," she reassured me with sympathy in her gaze. "What?" I asked, meeting Elena's stare. "Yuri, everything will be alright. Don't overthink," I nodded. Elena held the Alpha title and was also Luna. She was a superwoman, yet humble and caring for everyone around her.

The couple suspiciously locked their gaze on Yelena. "And what made you worthy of our trust?" Lady Laenyra asked. Yelena's gaze shifted in her direction and gave her a cold smile. "I drowned thousands of men in seas. And feed children to lions. I'm a woman of words and I never break promises." Yelena responded coldly and Laenyra felt fear from her place when the woman's head creepily tilted to the side and smiled at her. Laenyra quickly holds her husband's hand.

“How did I get so lucky? How was everything so easy? Even if you shoot me and kill the princesses, I still won, and you'll find out soon when it's all over.” “Are you trying to scare me or what? You're at my mercy!” Yelena was definitely not used to being this important. She was spiraling out of control and probably about to go ballistic. It was insane, how different she was, how monstrous she had become. “Am I really?” Varce was clearly still pushing her buttons and I really wished he would stop talking. Can't he see that all odds were against us. Unless…no way.. “Varce Bosta you-”

"I have been weak, Yamelyan. I’ve been reactive. I’ve let Sergei, Silas, Cyprian, and Volkov play chess with my life because I thought I could outsmart them with a pen and a smile. I gave them the chance to see me as available. As a prize to be won or a nuisance to be managed. That ends tonight." "What are you saying?" "I’m saying the 'Golden Pen' is dead. The 'Wallflower' is buried in the snow with her," I gestured to Lenochka. "She told me her last words before the light went out. She told me to take care of her six little monsters. She told me that you are a fool, a man with flaws the size of the Kremlin, but that you love me in a way that made her sick with envy." Yamelyan flinched, his