Esther Mikaelson Novels & Stories

“His son?” Esther was stunned for a moment in disbelief, then her eye twitched violently. She got so angry she swore, “Keep dreaming!” Someone actually dared to scam her? Four years had passed since that night. She hadn’t gotten a clear look at the guy, but she was certain he was Caucasian. Alejandro was a Latino Mexican—so how dare this stranger bully her? Esther changed into a tight black outfit, tied her long hair up, had a pistol loaded and holstered at her waist, and wore sunglasses tilted down over her nose, covering most of her face. Her once bright and beautiful face instantly turned cold and fierce, both elegant and sharp.

He wasn’t done searching for answers, not by a long shot, but at least, it wouldn’t be like he was a fugitive. "Esther?" Alpha Killian fingers caressed the witch's pale skin, "Help me out, won't you?" Esther was a tall slender woman with high cheekbones and a perfect side profile, her eyes were gray that if she stared at someone who didn't know her, they would think she was blind. But she wasn't. She could see through physical structures, the spiritual realm, the past, the future. "I don't know, the future Is uncertain. I hate uncertainty so I don't want to help you."

She stumbles onto her feet, “Mia, what are you doing? Please stop, it’s hurting Lilia. You need to stop.” “Shut up!” “I don’t understand. It is about me and my sister. If I’m telling you to stop...” “About you and your sister?” Mia laughs sarcastically, “It was never about you and your sister girl or you think I would risk my life for it? It is about me and my powers.” Esther’s head is throbbing. She walks slowly to her sister’s coffin and notices that she was slowly turning back to her normal self. She was less gray. She looks back at Mia and says, “But- but it’s working on her...”

I felt a growl growing in my throat. "Esther," I hissed her way as I stopped in the door frame. She glanced my way and then widened her eyes slightly from where she had Milo's head laying in her lap, feeding her blood to him from her wrist. I could tell from the way his body was laying limp that she had used her powers on him to paralyze him momentarily. "That's. My. Fledgling." I hissed as my fangs exposed. "You're a disgrace to my family name. How dare you steal my own fledgling from me." She looked me over and I could smell her fear as she saw me pissed. She quickly pulled her wrist from Milo's lips and looked away from me, adverting her eyes in shame.

she said, “they are going to hate me more when I show up looking like this beside you.” I smirked. They were going to have a fit and that was certain. Afterall, their numerous candidates could never beat Estelle's ethereal beauty. “You're right,” I said with a smile, offering her my arm to hold onto like a gentleman. She took it grudgingly and we walked across the large hallway to the entrance of the banquet hall. We waited for the butler at the door to announce our presence. “The Alpha, Zen Xerxes of The Bloodfang pack and his companion, Princess Estelle,” I smiled at the butler, tipping him a gold coin as I passed him.

Kristel Vista. She remembered the new Vice President's feature. She is such a beauty indeed. She looks like a fashion model with flawless skin and looks like a local actress Kristine Hermosa. She is soft-spoken and very kind. She is sure that she can get along with Mr. Gracer. Even though her Boss is quite a snob and Bossy, Ms. Vista might be his neutralizer.

“You know, Roxie and Velma, the two girls who murdered their boyfriends. He made a face. Was there any symbolism in that? Ironically, he replied: “You called off the wedding. But you don't have to kill me either. Surprised laughter shook Merilee's body. “Oh, Matt, that's not what I meant. It's just a beautiful dress. I went to the costume shop earlier today with Des and Micky and... Had she gone looking for the costumes with these two guys? Were they gay or not? “Des and Micky?” "Desdemona, my friend, and her grandmother." Phew, okay, they were women. "Her grandmother's name is Micky?" “That's Michaela's nickname. Anyway..." she said as she rolled her eyes, "the

She shouted, even though she was just a meter away from Josh. “What now? Can we go back to the orphanage?” I heard it loud and clear, so Caleb lied to me. I looked up at his balcony but the window was already closed. He said that the orphans would have a camp beside the mansion. My head boiled as I recalled that he just lied to me. I marched to the door. “Look at the girl in that mansion, she looks like Eliana!!!” Diana's stern scream hit my ears. I halted and could not move on my stand.

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois