Eli From Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

Kai still hadn’t moved, his back turned to us, pillow clutched like it was his last line of defense. Eli curled into my side, small hands fisting the edge of my borrowed shirt as he whimpered again. I rubbed his back slowly, whispering softly. “It’s okay. It’s okay. Kai, remember him from last night, he’s the future alpha. He has people out there looking for your mama and papa right now, okay? They’re going to find them.” “But I want her now…” he hiccupped, clinging tighter. “I know,” I whispered, brushing a tear from his cheek. “I know, sweetie.”

And damn good looking. Maya had notes on people now. Not formal files. Just a private ledger listing skills, risks, medical, likely points of collapse, whether someone could be trusted near oats. Eli's page was still short. ELI CARRASCO. Carpentry. Electrical. Perimeter sense. Firearms probably competent. Does not posture. Does not waste words. Potentially annoying. She considered adding: too useful. That felt unprofessional. She wrote it anyway. Late the next night, after the lamps were turned low, she found him near the map wall. Not touching anything. Just looking.

She knew what she wanted and knew how to get it, unlike Elara, who could almost pass for a remote-controlled robot. I exhaled through my nose. Damn her stubbornness. “Fine, you can stay here. But you have to be at the next meeting.” Her lips curved into a smile, and I wanted to punch it off her face, but instead, I gave her a kiss, turned, and left the room, each step echoing through the empty corridor. Things were different now. Elara was too easy to instruct, never questioning or defying me. She was no challenge. But Victoria was nothing like her, and that was what pulled me to her.

"My mate does not need to apologize to anyone or kneel before them." All eyes turned toward the source of the voice. Eli stood there. It seemed he had just returned from a long journey, looking travel-worn. He wore simple black leather battle attire, without any extra decorations, but he had a more commanding presence than the formally dressed Kay. His tall figure stood erect, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted. Merely standing there, he was like an insurmountable mountain. His deep gray eyes, like a frozen lake, calmly scanned the hall before finally settling on Kay's hand, which was still gripping my wrist.

No one asks me what I want for my birthday. Elena gasps, eyes shining. “I want a doll !” She talks so fast she might as well need subtitles. “ The one I saw on the shelf at Target, the one you said you’d get me! It has long blonde hair, really long legs, and it’s dressed like a superhero ! It’s the coolest doll ever! ” I open my mouth, ready to suggest my own birthday gift. I want a small sports car, the kind that makes sounds and has blinking lights. But before I can get the words out, Elena is already taking a breath.

“She said she had duties at the training grounds today.” Of course she did. Lior waved excitedly. “Papa!” I picked him up automatically and kissed his cheeks but my attention drifted back towards his mother who was clearly avoiding me. After Lior slept, I headed for the training grounds. I sighted Kael first. The training grounds were alive with movement and blunt blades. Steel clashed. Warriors shouted instructions. Dust kicked up beneath pounding feet. Then I saw Elysia standing over Elara like an irritated hawk. “What is up with up, Elara? Are you trying to embarrass yourself?” she barked.

Sabrina Voss. Eli stepped into the parlor. His father, Richard Chamberlin, was dressed in a navy blue shirt, holding a whiskey tumbler and laughing with Robert Voss; they have been friends since he was little. He was seated between them, elegantly poised with her long legs crossed, was her ... my childhood friend. Sabrina Voss. The only girl Eli had ever kissed…if that playground peck when they were ten even counted. She smiled as soon as she saw him, she brushed her hair behind her ear in that deliberate, slow-motion way that made men weak.

Karl replied as he leaned down and kissed her. "Gabbi, this big guy is Eli. Eli this is Gabbi." Karl introduced. All of a sudden, they notice Eli had quit crying. He was looking at Gabbi with interest. Then all of a sudden, he's reaching both arms towards Gabbi. Karl and Gabbi are both shocked. "Ma ma." Eli replied. Gabbi took him in her arms totally shocked out of her mind. He snuggled his face in her neck and wrapped his hand in her hair. He smelled so sweet. Something indescribable hit Gabbi. Her heart melted and fell in love.

I wouldn’t have known how the night would be ending if I didn’t. “You look beautiful.” He said, and I blushed, looking away from his eyes as the two of us knew that we were being watched and heard. He put his finger under my chin, turning my face to look at him, and I, in turn, took his hand in mine and brought it under the veil, kissing his palm, letting my lips linger there for a few seconds like he had done with me, as our vows were being said. “Do you, Ezra D’Caprio, take Lia Elica, as your wife?”

Eli, with a warm smile and a calm presence, was helping organize books and reading materials for children. Their first conversation was lighthearted, revolving around the children they were helping, the chaos of organizing volunteers, and shared humor over small mishaps. Yet, beneath the surface, there was an undeniable connection—a sense of ease and understanding that Selene hadn’t felt in years. Eli’s demeanor was gentle, respectful, and attentive, qualities that immediately set him apart from the relationships of her past.