Elena Gilbert

Alaric and Damon were standing in Alaric’s garage. “You call that not wrecked?” Damon said, looking at the car.
“It’s not that bad” Alaric said, not very convincing. “We can still fix it”
“Alright then” Damon gave in and he rolled up his sleeves. He walked at the front side of the car and gave a look at it. While he did some things Alaric came standing inayofuata to him. He leaned against the car. “You’ve been hanging out with Elena quite a lot lately” he started. Damon avoided Alaric’s look and pretended to concentrate on fixing the car. “Not that I mind” Alaric continued....

Elena was too ashamed to leave her room and she didn’t open when someone knocked. And thus Caroline invited herself in. She found her best friend sitting in a corner, her arms thrown around her knees.
“Ah, poor thing” Caroline sighed compassionate as she walked to Elena, a box in her arms. “Damon told me what happened. wewe okay?”
Elena shrugged and wiped her tears. “He’s says this is normal. How would he know? He’s a dude, isn’t he?”
“But he’s right” Caroline alisema and she sank down inayofuata to her.
“My stomach hurts” Elena sobbed. Caroline searched through her box and...

The inayofuata morning when Gabe came in the jikoni he saw the TV was on, airing the news. They were talking about a car accident. Someone had hit a car and driven away. “The culprit has turned herself in last night” The newsreader told some zaidi details, but Gabe and Rachel didn’t hear it anymore.
“That fucking retard” Gabe cursed.
“Gabe!” Rachel reproached, nodding at Amber who looked up from her plate rotating her head from her mother to her father and back. “Amber, sweetie, why don’t wewe take your breakfast upstairs? wewe can watch some TV in your room”
“Nice offer, mom, but...

Damon slammed the door open and breathed heavy through his nose. Though it was pitch dark, he could smell the scent of fresh blood. So could Stefan and Katherine. Stefan bent and touched the ground.
“I don’t understand” he mumbled desperate. “Amber is my friend. Why would she attack Elena?”
“Maybe because she’s a psychotic vampire?” Damon snapped sarcastic. He was having so many different emotions right now there was no room for pity for his brother. “Seriously, what were wewe thinking? How long have wewe known this chick? What made wewe think wewe can trust her? She tried to kill...

Damon lay on his bed, his eyes closed. He hadn’t woken up since Bonnies attack. Elena sat on the bed, tears rolling over her face. She didn’t understand any of this. Why was Stefan so mean to her? Why did someone do this to Damon? And why did she have all these different emotions? She knew she was seventeen, but she didn’t feel like that. She felt like a little kid. She wanted to be cuddled and cherished. She lay down and snuggled against Damon’s cold body. She weaved her fingers in his and lay her head on his chest. She felt him moving and looked up. He was awake.
“No, wewe need to...

Before wewe read this please understand that this is purely opinion. I'm not saying that it's fact that SE aren't soul mates...but to ME they aren't. Feel free to maoni your own views. I'm very curious to see what everyone else thinks. I tried not to be too biased, but obviously it has come through. Also, I am not bashing SE! I am just saying how I view their relationship compared to what the writers say about them. So let's go:


From the beginning of The Vampire Diaries, all the writers have done has praised SE e.g:
"This onyesha is always going to be about Stefan and Elena. It has to be. They're...

“Where is she?”
Stefan slammed the door and grabbed Katherines throat. He growled threatening. “Where is she?” he repeated. Katherine took his hand and pulled it away. “Depends on who you’re looking for” she alisema sober, not in the least intimidated.
“Amber” Stefan panted. “Where is she? I’m going to kill her” Katherine laughed scornfully. “Well, that’s great, Stefan, can I do it?” she alisema sarcastic. “But before we get to that point of epicness, can wewe fill me in on the why?”
“She attacked Elena” Stefan explained. “I left Elena alone; she was too scared...

Damon carried Elena over the doorstep, like a bride and kicked the door with his foot, in an attempt to shut Bonnie outside. However, she just in time stopped the door from locking and she entered the Gilbert house.
“I’ll take her to bed” Bonnie alisema authoritative. But Elena groaned sleepy and clung on Damon’s neck. Damon ignored Bonnie and carried Elena upstairs to her bedroom. He opened her door, walked her to her kitanda and gently lay her down.
Bonnie stood in the doorway, looking sharp at the bed. Damon sat at the end, taking off Elena’s shoes. He felt Bonnies stare piercing on him...

When Elena finally arrived at the kitchen, all showered and dressed, Stefan was sitting on the sink having a blood bag in his hand, which appeared to be his breakfast. Blood streamed from the corners of his mouth, but he didn’t bother to wipe them away, not even when Elena shot him a yuck glance. She went to sit with her back to him. If she was still going to have breakfast she could not stand the view of a blood drinking boyfriend. She shoved the cereals to her and filled her bowl. Then she poured maziwa in it. She recalled the morning before when Damon had been baking those delicious pancakes....

Damon walked into the living room, finding Bonnie going through her cupboards. “That bitch, kahaba really got me. Look at my neck” she alisema bitter. Damon grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around. All of the fear he had felt since she jinxed him was gone and now all she could read on his face was fury. “Let go of me, Damon” she alisema with a cold voice, though she couldn’t hide the tremble. Damon brought his face to hers and looked her straight in the eye. He wasn’t going to compel her, he knew he wasn’t strong enough. “What have wewe done to Elena? wewe alisema wewe wouldn’t hurt her”...

Damon was sitting in the couch, his head in his hands. “Is it still not over?” Elena asked slightly worried. “I gave wewe two painkillers, it shouldn’t hurt no more” Damon looked up and gave her an irritated glance. “I’m not making this up, if that’s what wewe think” “I didn’t say I think you’re making this up” Elena defended herself. “I just find it strange… Maybe wewe need to get a doctor” “Yeah, let’s do that” Katherine scornfully said. She came from out of the kitchen. “Let’s go to a nice doctor and have him examine Damon. Surely he wouldn’t notice...

Caroline was hanging in the Grill when her phone rang. She let out a deep sigh when she noticed it was her ex-boyfriend Matt. “Hey, Matt” she said. “Caroline, hi, I’m glad I can finally reach you” Matt replied. “What do wewe mean?” Caroline asked avoiding. It had been two days since she last spoke to him and she had very consciously ‘missed’ his calls. “Is something wrong? Are wewe avoiding me? Because if wewe do I would understand. I mean, I did break up with you” Matt softly said. “I’m not avoiding you, okay? I’m just hooked into something, I can’t explain it”...

Sheriff Forbes was standing above the corps lying in the shag. A rope was lying loosely around its cervix and he had two small holes in his neck. He was drained from blood. Liz let out a deep sigh and startled as her daughter appeared in front of her. “Caroline! You’re not supposed to be here, this is a crime scene” she alisema reproachful. Caroline didn’t react, but ducked to have a closer look at the corpse. “Vampires” she whispered. Liz nodded. “Yeah, I know” she said. “Caroline?” No answer. “Caroline” Liz now alisema a bit harder. Caroline looked up. “Caroline, I need...

Damon was lying on Elena’s kitanda as Elena was going through her jewelry, looking for some bracelet au mkufu she didn’t like anyway. “I think your wiccan friend might be an issue” Damon said. “How’s that?” Elena asked distracted without turning around. “Well, she and I are not the best friends, wewe know. I doubt she’ll invite me in, in her magical little house” Damon replied. “So?” Elena shrugged. “You can wait outside, we don’t need wewe to do the spell” Damon frowned his eyes angry. “Well, then I suppose I can go back home, so I can play with Katherine, like...

This one is pretty short but I've been so busy, hope wewe like it maoni and tell me what wewe think.

Elena’s POV
I woke up to find the curtains being draw open and Stefan gone. Every thing seemed a little fuzzy. I could see a figure walked towards me. I sat up in kitanda and rubbed my eyes.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Damon spoke softly. When things came back to focus I saw Damon half dressed, wearing just a pair of sweats.
I ran my fingers threw my hair pulling it out of my face. “Where’s Stefan.” “Not here, in fact it’s just wewe and me. Hungry?”
He got up and headed for the...

Katherine’s POV
I leaned off the ukuta smiling. “I can tell that wewe didn’t miss me.” I alisema turning to Stefan my smile fading.
I turned back to Damon smiling. “I can’t tell much if wewe miss me with all that ‘I upendo wewe Elena.” I glided my hands over his perfectly sculpted abs. His shati so thin wewe could feel every little curve.
My fingers moving up his stomach one kwa one. “You seem to upendo Elena so much, have wewe ever wanted to tasted her blood, because I know I’ve been dying to.” I alisema running my thumb over his lower lip.

Damon’s POV
From the moment she spoke my body...

“What?” Stefan alisema when words failed to leave both Damon and my mouths. She was still staring at me.
“I can’t believe it. How is this possible?” she alisema to herself. I was at loss. What was she TALKING about? Stefan slowly walked towards her and knelt beside her.
“Katherine, we need wewe to tell us. What are wewe talking about? How is Elena…you?” he asked gently. She seemed to calm down and she walked over to the bar. She shakily poured herself a large neat vodka and downed it. She slammed the glass down and stared at the fire.
“A few years before I came to Mystic Falls in 1864,...

i dont know how i handled the rest of that siku people with the looks the worry i mean i liked it but it was to much.
we were in histroy about now and bonnie was sat at the back and he was here in the same room he was in most of my other classes he lloked as soon as he entred the room. i lloked away just listerning au appearing to listern to him but my phone was vibrating it was bonnie *hotty at 12 oclock* i looked around to see the new guy looking he was gorgous i mean beond so i flicked my hair and turned back to the front with a huge smile spread across my face.

i was glad to be out of the...

Rachel was sitting at the jikoni table, drinking a cup of tea, to calm herself down a little. Since the events of the awali night she had been very jumpy. She expected Damon Salvatore to onyesha up out of nowhere and rip her heart, just like he’d done with her daughter. So when the kengele rang she let out a scream and spilled some tea.
“Mrs. Lindy? I know you’re home” Stefan called from outside. “I just want to talk”
Rachel stood and walked to the door. She opened it.
“Good morning. I’m Stefan Salvatore” Stefan introduced himself politely.
“You’re the vampire that turned...