Yelena X Bob Novels & Stories

Yulia did not want to waste anymore time and went straight to the point. Zoe expected Yulia to say that. Now that she had nothing to her name, not even with her relationship with Nancy, she did not expect Yulia to approve of her being with Bob. "Although this isn't going to sound convincing, Bob and I truly love each other. He'll hate you if you insist on breaking us apart." Yulia looked at Zoe. Even without the aura of the Levines, the look in her eyes was determined, calm, and composed. She had more poise and elegance compared to Cora indeed.

Vera looked at Caleb, his expression tense and unreadable. Pushing away someone you once loved wasn’t easy—it never was. He didn’t say a word, just turned away, his tall figure retreating into the distance. Vera didn’t chase after him. She knew Caleb needed space right now. He needed time to process the emotions that still lingered. * Meanwhile, across town, Hunter met up with Yelena. If there was one thing about Yelena that stood out, it was her innocence. She had a kind of effortless purity—soft, delicate, untouched.

And then something unexpected happened. Yelena leaned in, and kissed her. Not soft. Not sweet. But like a challenge. Like a spark daring to become a wildfire. Nova pulled back, stunned. “What the hell was that?” Yelena smiled. “I wanted to taste the flame.” And then she jumped, off the roof. Nova screamed, but by the time she looked down, Yelena was gone. Vanished. Into the night. Back in the ballroom, Irena toasted her guests. But in her eyes, there was fury.

Kayson turned to Shyla and said, “Ms. Tinsley, let’s hang out again next time.” Shyla replied flatly, “Sure. But it’ll be your turn to call me out next time.” Smiling, Kayson replied, “Sure.” After that, he left the Tinsley mansion and headed straight to the location that Bob had sent him. Meanwhile, Bob was sitting on the floor with blood lining the corner of his lips. It was a complete mess on the first floor. A bloodied woman was lying on the floor with a television on top of him. A middle-aged man was playing with a dagger in front of Bob. He looked at Bob with cold eyes and asked, “Has Eden Joy ever done anything bad to you, Bob? Why must you put your life on the line for such a little

Cheryl asked with concern, she did not mind if Elena didn’t want to show her the sketch just yet, she sort of understood but Elena nodded her head in affirmation, indicating she wanted Cheryl to see it. Cheryl proceeded to take off the sheet and take a look at the sketch. She looked for a while, somewhat with criticism Elena thought, or maybe not. Elena was getting anxious by her friend’s long silence, she unconsciously held her breath but she did not interrupt Cheryl, she allowed her to take her time and when Cheryl was done, she turned to face Elena and said “is that him?” “well, yea,” Elena responded, her arms across her chest in silent defense. She had expected more than a three-word res

I couldn’t be bothered as my phone rang with a ding. It was another text message, accompanied with a picture. I don’t know why I always opened it, but it was compelling. Did I need more proof to strengthen my resolve? I bit down on my lips. The picture this time showed Carter’s face in a state of ecstasy with his eyes closed. A chuckle left my lips, and my eyes went down to the text. ‘I’m the only one who can make him feel this way, Yilena. I’m back and I’m taking my husband back.’

Lena's POV. “You are nothing but a clown I raised. You will die worthless and nobody will think you ever existed, not me, not even Dominic,” Elaine fumed at me with a knife in her hand. I pulled back breathing rapidly. She launched at me, screaming furiously, and I ran in any direction, my heart throbbed and my hands trembled. She was a few inches from thrusting the weapon at me when I tripped on my feet and fell to the ground.

Would she tell him that she wants that too? Ibinaba ni Yael ang suot na shorts at ang boxer nito. Nagbaba siya ng tingin, at napamaang nang makita ang maugat nitong p*gk*l*l*k*. Tayong-tayo iyon at nangangalit. “Yael.” Halos kapusin siya ng hininga. Iniangat nito ang kaniyang mukha, pero hindi niya mailayo ang tingin sa p*gk*l*l*k* nito.

But their first known meeting was in 2019, when they were in the same room together to celebrate a friend's birthday. I scrolled down and saw pictures in a night club, which I don't know where but Yelena and Travis were there, side by side. They both had wide smiles as they faced each other. He really likes model type women, tall, sexy and with round boobs. Maybe that's why he doesn't notice me because I'm only tall but not sexy and even though I'm seventeen, my chest is still flat. Annoying! Did I already say that Yelena is not just a family friend! The way Travis treated her that night, I'm sure they had something something!

Cordelia yelped out in pain, and before she knew anything, Yelena stepped on her feet, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the floor in front of everyone. When she lifted her head, she saw that Mr. Rudd was looking at her like a clown. “I’m sorry, Mr. Rudd!” Yelena went forward. “She’s my sister. Her mother has a mental illness, so there’s a loose screw in her head!”