Yelena Marvel Novels & Stories

"The Binding Spell linked you alright, but it's making sure your power is contained. You both need each other." "You were trying to have total control over me. That wasn't the deal. Lena was right. She warned me about you. " "Lena?" Lyrien repeated "My wolf, who suddenly showed up after twelve years. You know what, I'm getting out of here and since you're fine in your own body, our deal is off!" "Stop kayla, it's not like you have a choice. It's your destiny to be my avatar and I promise you, you can't escape it."

“Now that I slapped her, you tried to oppress me with your identity? Is this so-called righteous and respectable?” Kaze fired a barrage of questions at Yuri. Yelena was furious when Kaze mocked her. She shouted, “You piece of shit! Yeah, I hit your wife. So what? Chairwoman of two companies…” “Yelena!” Yuri bellowed. He then looked at Kaze and said, “Young man, she’s just an energetic young woman and she was agitated because of your actions at the flood scene. I couldn’t stop her in time. “Besides, Yelena is a girl. How hard could she have slapped your wife? You, as a man, slapped a girl. One slap and she was sent flying. And you still think you did nothing wrong?”

"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."

responded Wallace in anger, conveying his frustration at the elusive target. "What happened?" inquired Thalia, displaying a genuine interest in the details. "We can't look for a face we don't know. Maybe she passed by me, and I smiled at her," Wallace insinuated, unraveling the complexity of their pursuit. "We need a face, Thalia. A face." "Listen, Detective," Thalia stood up, her posture exuding a sense of command. "I have never met Gabriella before. I told you everything I know about that woman. Because of me, you managed to capture tons of her cocaine."

“Why doesn’t he know that?” Judging the Amazonian, Yelena made a face of disgust. She wasn’t in a position to speak when she didn’t even conceal the presence in her movements. Then again, the Amazonian had no requirement to practice stealth. She wasn’t an assassin. She was a mercenary. It was different.

he mused. She had to admit, she didn't know. This place was massive. She took a deep breath and let out a sigh, running her hands through her curls. “I assume you're here to lead me there then?” she challenged, looking Damon directly in his eyes. He shifted a bit before he responded, “Follow me little flame.” ————————————————————————————— When Layla walked into Dr. Thalia's office she couldn't help but notice how beautifully historic everything was. The marble looked old and true but dazzling as it sat atop her desk. Old relics and reminders of the Greeks hung on display and sat high on shelves.

“Is that… what I think it is?” Elena groaned. “Clara—” “That’s her, isn’t it?” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “Scarlett. The mafia queen. The owner of Club Vixen.” Elena said nothing. Clara grinned. “I remember the other night now. That’s who you’ve been thinking about.” Elena’s face turned crimson. “Clara, stop.” “Oh my God, girl,” Clara teased, taking a sip of her drink. “No wonder you were staring like you saw a ghost. She looks even more dangerous in daylight.”

New York to keep an eye on where they were at to find a small opening to help them escape when we did Alex went in as a lone wolf trying to find shelter that's how he ended up finding out Yovanna was his mate and her second chance mate. Once we had visual that he wasn't around California looking for both of them we had them settle here and help them change their names. So Katherine is Tatiana Sokolova Vasquez and Alejandra is Yovanna Martinez Vasquez' Luna Theresa explained 'this is so much information' JC says rubbing his forehead I walk up to him 'I'm Katherine Vasquez that's all you need to know my old life was Tatiana Sokolova I'm not her anymore all we need to do is plan what to do nex

…Elena pov… I woke up early this morning, feeling a mix of anger and determination as I prepared for my first day back at work as a maid for Rowland. He is an alpha, and a powerful one at that. And unfortunately, I am also his mate. But that does not prevent me from fulfilling my objective, getting my revenge both for myself and for the mother of this body, Freya. I have returned to this job with one goal in mind: to have my revenge.

“But if something lunges at you, I’m throwing myself in the way. Whether or not you like it.” “Of course you are,” she muttered. “Bloody martyr.” The air thickened. I could hear her voice again, not Delilah’s. Tatiana’s. But this time, I saw her too. Her eyes met mine. She crossed her arms over her chest, and when I saw her Delilah tensed up. I knew that she was not only here to talk. She was here for a message. She wasn’t flesh and blood, not yet. But a figure in the fog, shaped like a woman carved out of shadow and moonlight. Eyes glowing faint blue. She didn’t move, didn’t breathe.