Yelena Belova Novels & Stories

I look pointedly at Johnathan. "I am sorry" he walks away with teary eyes and head held down. I understand him, he loved this girl like his own after he lost his wife and daughter. She doesn't deserve a father like him. "I wouldn't have done this to another girl. But the way you tried to sabotage Thea's life, I don't even feel sorry about this" with that Orphelia pours a chemical on to her head which makes the girl cry in pain. That liquid will make her bald. The hair on her head, eyebrows, lashes where ever it touches, it will kill the hair follicles making her look a little weird without eyebrows and eyelashes or hair on her head.

"I am the youngest daughter of Czar Nicolas Romanov. My name is Anastasiya Nikolaevna Romanova, and I am a Grand Duchess and Imperial Princess of Russia." Valerina's eyes widened in surprise. She stared at me with conflicted eyes. At first, it was kind of amusing, but when I saw a flash of sadness and anger in her burning blue eyes, I began to worry. Valerina stood up suddenly and backed away from me. I frowned at her strange reaction. "Valerina?" With a loud sigh, she turned and ran off. "Valerina!" I called to her. I was about to follow her, but there was a standing ovation after the dance. People blocked my sight, and Valerina disappeared. The performers gathered on stage and stood should

Yelena flinched in fear at Belle's sudden reaction. Belle lunged at Yelena, grabbing her by the collar. "You drugged me?" Yelena, visibly shaken, stammered, "What… What are you talking about?" "Don't play innocent with me! I can tell—" shouted Belle right before she fainted. Yelena patted her chest to calm her racing heart before kicking Belle's body twice. "Fucking bitch! She almost hit me! I was so scared!"

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

Giada's heart still fluttering from Kye's unexpected gesture. ~~~ Alyona was in high spirits, her smile reflecting the joy she felt at the news of Elon and Ida's new baby girl. She quickly made a note to visit them at the hospital later that day, eager to meet the newest addition to their family. She was thrilled by the success of her new product launch, which had made waves in the market and was selling at an impressive pace. Her hard work and dedication were paying off, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

“Why didn’t you just tell me the truth?” “Babe, look at me.” She glanced up at me, and I looked at her in the eye. She was horrified and hurt. “Truth hurts, babe. And it had been so hard for me as well. Keeping the truth from you is not easy. Lying every day to someone you care about feels like I’m dragged away into the dark. I’m so sorry. Your mother was Yelena.” “Yelena Arisov.” “And I have something to tell you.”

I said as I laid her in the guest room and went to get dressed. "You're right, Silas. Let's ask Yuri. She seemed to know this human," Ray agreed. The pack doctor examined her while Yuri waited outside. "Do you know her?" I asked Yuri. "Of course, I do, Alpha! She's Hollywood's famous diva, Elena Hayes. I'm a big fan of her work," Yuri replied excitedly, her cheer too loud for my ears. "Tone it down, Yuri," I winced at her enthusiasm. "Sorry, Alpha, but you should see her perform. She's a refined actress. But I wonder how she came to our pack," Yuri said.

"Then why are you choosing to tell the truth now?" I looked at Vanya, who was crying quietly at the defendant's table. "Because my mother died alone in a hospital while I was too selfish to fight for her medical treatment. Because I've spent five years hurting people who didn't deserve it. Because I can't live with myself if I let an innocent woman spend her life in prison for crimes she didn't commit." "Is there anything else the court should know about this conspiracy?" "Elena Westbrook is dangerous," I said. "She told me that she had eliminated other threats to her business through 'creative problem-solving.' I think she may have hurt people who got in her way, including her own husband."

The noise of the arena faded into a dull buzz. It was Elena. But it wasn't the Elena I knew. The Elena I knew wore oversized hoodies and looked exhausted. She wore glasses and no makeup. This woman was radiant. She wasn't wearing glasses. Her makeup was sharp, accentuating her eyes. She looked professional, powerful, and devastatingly beautiful. And she was wearing a Titan's ID badge around her neck. "No way," Sophia whispered beside me. Her grip on my arm tightened until her nails dug in. "Is that... is that her?"