Hope Andrea Mikaelson Novels & Stories

"You are a Beckett. And with my help, you are going to get everything Maya wants, the fame, the business, the influence and I am going to give it to you.“ Andrea stared at me, her breath hitching. I could see the spark of hope in her eyes, a tiny flame that was starting to grow. "But how?" she asked.

"Hezekiah killed Tia Valeria. Right in front of you. I don't know how I'd be able to keep it together." Mikael was brought back to that night in the woods - the night Abraham was released from his underground imprisonment. It was a trauma that Mikael had to live with for the rest of his life, not only seeing Hezekiah kill Tia Valeria but seeing vampires murder your House members - people you thought of as family. This hurt him deeply. So much so that he couldn't speak about it anymore. We ended our conversation there; Mikael resumed looking out of the window with a new set of thoughts torturing his mind. When we reached a fork in the road, I knew that we had arrived. I took the left road and

"How could I make your whole family immortal and leave myself vulnerable to your mistakes?" I gritted my teeth, not completely happy with her statement. She ejected her eyes from me and looked at Hope. Her eyes widened, and I knew why. She could swear that Hope had been the girl she had used to perform the rituals on my family. Hope was a Quetet, and I just realized she had killed one of them to make us possible. "I cannot believe my sight," she said in awe. "A Quetet?"

She knew that her departure would leave a void in Jax's life, but she also believed that he would find happiness and love with Rachel by his side. As Andrea disappeared from Jax's sight, she felt a sense of both loss and liberation. She had fulfilled her mission and protected the Alpha, even if it meant sacrificing her own happiness. The Moon Goddess had granted her a second chance, and in the end, she had chosen to honor the bond between Jax and Rachel. In the years that followed, Andrea's memory lived on in the supernatural realm. Her tale became a legend, a story of sacrifice and unconditional love. Jax continued to lead with Rachel by his side, their love serving as a reminder of the pow

She didn't expect that someone saw her to heal a bird. Healing power is one of her new gained powers when she was revived again from almost death. Andrea thinks that she needs to be more careful next time. As for now, she will help the young woman and make a deal with her to hide what she saw. "Just call me Andrea," Andrea said. Then she realized what she said. Andrea introduced her real name to the daughter of the rogue. She felt stupid. "I will, Andrea," Cathleen said. Andrea made a fake cough. "I mean, Sophia. Call me Sophia," Andrea said. Cathleen looked at her and nodded.

I inform her. “But Hope died?” “Yes Haley. I’m sorry.” She has a confused look on her face and appears to be think about something. “What’s going on in that head of yours,” I ask. “I’ll tell you everything I promise but when I was conscious I spoke to my biological parents. They said to trust the white witch. I don’t know how they mean for me to do that when Hope is dead.” “She has a daughter out there somewhere. Her name is Akila and she is the last white witch. Mason is tracking her now and he’s getting close.”

Mike POV I was furious. I felt like jumping on him and breaking his bones. He may be another reason why my mate didn't attend the party. She was different from other girls I met. She wasn't interested in my charm and status, unlike other girls. She was pure and innocent. Many of the students in our college were familiar with my status. They knew I was their alpha. So that means they had to do everything I said to them. They had to listen to me. That's where my life shattered. I ordered her friends to stop hanging out with her. The twins were werewolves and Ria was Dylan's s mate. So she wouldn't have a choice but to listen to him. I turned the whole class against her. I even allowed Amanda t

Angela’s POV I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. For a moment, the words refused to make sense. ‘Archivist Aldren passed away years ago.’ It felt as though someone had reached into my chest and pulled every ounce of hope right out of it. We’d finally found a lead. It was our first real lead. And just like that… it was gone. Beside me, Xavier let out a slow breath while Silas lowered his gaze to the floor. Nobody spoke. What was there to say? I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and forced a small smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “I guess…” I whispered. “We were too late.” I turned, ready to leave.

Aleanas pov Peace what is that? As long as I've been alive I've never known peace. I've always been expected of great things and to keep my head held high and be strong, but between you and me I don't believe any of that. My name is Aleana Rae daughter of Beta Alexander Rae of the Sahara blood moon pack, my mother Christina Rae died when I was 6 years old and ever since then home hasn't felt like home. It's my 18th birthday and I'm dreading it, only because I know in 20 minutes I will be on my way to the hell on earth they call high school. Don't get me wrong I love school just not this one, Wolfsmanner high school was the bane of my existence, no not because of the teachers or the work but

It was Victoria and now it's Andrea. No wonder Elphaba was sure to reject her. Andrea was the most powerful witch in the entire witch world. With her, no one can harm Lenora or anyone. Only she has the power to spar with the Lich King, Azazel Laroch. "He knows Lenora is yours," Ophelia said, trying her best to live. She thought they would be scared but no they haven't. They didn't even flinch. "I know. That is why she was alive. I also know he knew who her father was," Andrea said.