Esther Mikaelson Novels & Stories

he asked, his voice soft and soothing. “I am Esther, your dad's old….” “Esther…” Michael cut me off, his voice was laced with shock, and I could sense his discomfort. “What?” I questioned as I glanced at him. “Don't you want your son to know his dad's old friend?” I added. I rolled my eyes off and stared back at his son. “I'm your dad's old friend, and your mom….” I stopped before staring at Maya, who forced a smile on her face so that her son would not suspect a thing.

“This is between you and us.” “Is it?” Esther laughs. “You think this is about justice? Or Elena’s little list?” Her gaze shifts to the girl. “This is about survival. Elena's gone, her network is falling apart. But I still have what I've always had. Leverage.” Maya steps forward. “You’ve been poisoning my pack for years. You helped kill my parents. And now you’re hiding behind a child.” “I’m protecting what’s mine.” Esther narrows her eyes. “This girl has been with me since the day she was born. Her mother—the daughter Greta’s been searching for—she died years ago. Complications. I was the only one there to care for the baby.”

“But I guess some people just need to be the center of attention—don’t they?” I knew better than to respond. Speaking back would only invite trouble, so I diverted my gaze, keeping my mouth shut, and waited patiently until she left the classroom. Once everyone was gone, I made my way over to Esther’s desk. “Sit,” she said warmly, gesturing to the chair, and I sat down. Esther studied me for a moment, tucking her gray hair behind her ear. Her gaze was observing and sharp as if she was trying to read me. “Your mom was…Claire Hastings from the Bloodrose Pack, correct?” she asked after a moment of silence.

Her eyes had fluttered open, and she had looked up at me. For a second, I hadn’t been able to take my eyes off her. That wide-eyed innocence she used to have seemed to still be there, and it had fixed on me. But she wasn’t innocent anymore. She was a killer. And she was not going to be my mate. “Please,” Norman had whined again. “Don’t reject our mate.” I smirked and reached out toward Esther. “I didn’t say anything about rejecting her.” Esther’s POV I had no idea what had happened to me. I had found myself sneaking into the Great Hall to see what was going to happen.

She couldn't allow him to force a bride onto Xavier, not when it went against everything she believed in. ——- Esther's heart pounded in her chest as she left her chambers, her steps careful and silent. She knew she had to act quickly if she wanted to protect Xavier and Ariel from Alpha Calvin's manipulations. As she made her way down the corridor, she couldn't shake off the growing sense of unease that gripped her. Reaching a secluded corner, Esther pressed herself against the wall and strained her ears, listening intently. She knew that Alpha Calvin often made important calls from his office, and this could be the opportunity she needed to gather more information.

It's just an illusion. I blinked, but the scene in front of me didn't disappear. It was real, but I realized what he meant. His words gave me a little strength to believe in myself. Esther is a manipulator, a witch, and a vampire. She is the perfect combination of all the features of a perfect villain. She doesn't have to force people to do what she wants.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

I was standing there, almost naked, wearing my wrinkled clothes while this woman assessed me as if I were some sort of intruder. Before I could respond, a deep, familiar voice broke the silence. "You showed up without warning, Esther." "I took the first plane. I missed the Colorado air." I turned, and there was Ethan, coming down the stairs with a look that mixed surprise and discomfort. He seemed to move slowly, as if still processing what was happening. The woman, Esther, rushed over to hug him, and I couldn’t hide my expression. "Esther, so... this is Mia," he began, clearly unsure of how to explain the situation. "Mia, this is Esther, my little sister."

A slight headache hits her. Mr. Gauis tried consoling her but she declined, breathing out “I'm fine.”to him. She after awhile cleaned her tears and clenched her fist tightly. “Let get this over with. I am not going to let him or Adrian take anymore person from me.” “Adrian ..?”Mr. Gauis furrowed his brow. “How do you know of him?” “He's Caleb Father and the leader of the Secret Spy Organization. I see every other person except my generation, know him. ”