Hope Mikaelson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mikkel questioned as he felt his stomach rumble with oncoming hunger. Meghaal disliked Stephan with passion on the grounds of him trying to act too perfect. The girl really did have something against fake perfection. "I was thinking of..... Caesar Salad?" She smirked, looking at Mikkel who was already headed to the fridge to grab the ingredients for the next dish. "With dumplings?" "You know us so well, I'm proud of you mi chico" ****************** Over a year ago********************** *Flash back*

He frightened Hazel even more. “Shit, you're going to regret doing this,” Hazel said. Michael pummeled Hazel with his werewolf powers. So that made Hazel scream in pain until she vomited blood. He was not strong enough to take a barrage of blows from Michael. All mall visitors have been bewitched by Michael so that they all forget what he just saw, including Alexa. “You deserved it,” Michael said when he saw Hazel passed out covered in blood on the floor. *** Michael and Alexa have reached their house. Alexa sat pensively on the edge of the bed, Michael immediately approached her and hugged her. He knew that Alexa was thinking about what happened at the mall earlier.

It was the perfect place for my ascension as Alpha. “Yes, Alpha,” Kael replied with a bow before turning to leave. “One more thing,” I said, stopping him in his tracks. “make sure everyone is present, including the girl.” Kael’s eyes widened, he was about to protest but stopped. He knew better than to question me. With a final bow, he left. The whispers of the pack echoed in the forest—murmurs about the traitors, the murdered high standing officials, and the daughter left behind. Hazel Myelin.

Eighty: Self Reflection Mykayla These last two years have been very enlightening, to say the least. First, I find out that I have fae blood in me. That was a surprise, but ok, that explained a lot of the differences between me and some of my friends. I am the mate of a werewolf. Again, I'm not expecting that, but hey, my man is fucking sexy and ridiculously sweet. I guess I can’t argue that much. The biggest surprise was that I had not only fae blood but that my father, who I thought was dead, was alive. Not only is he alive, but he is Poseidon, the god of the ocean. Now that I think about it, that would explain why growing up that he travelled for his job so much. I am glad that he

Emily’s POV: I looked to my right while breathing heavily when the thing I saw just then, was shocking and made my blood run cold. I looked at Dylan whose eyes were glowing and it turned yellow afterwards. I couldn’t help but tremble in fear. As my eyes moved towards the left, I saw Mason and Lucas with their yellow glowing eyes and I trembled more but as my eyes moved to see the person I love, my heart stopped for a minute there. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Somewhere in my heart I had some doubts on him but deep down, I had a feeling that it might not be true. I hoped that the thing I was assuming doesn’t turn to be true. I hoped that everything stays normal in my life. I hoped that he prov

In the middle of the slaughter, Serena saw her — her human best friend, Mia, the girl who didn’t know about supernaturals but had stayed up with her every exam week, eating ice cream and laughing about boys. Mia’s eyes were red. She lunged. Serena hesitated half a second. Damien appeared and ended it mercifully before Mia could reach her. “Don’t look,” he told Serena softly. Serena screamed anyway. The sound mixed with her magic, creating a shockwave that blasted half the room clear. Kael howled again — this time not just grief, but defiance. They fought until the common room floor was ankle-deep in blood and bodies. When the last infected in the building fell, silence finally came… broken o

The wolfbane was making him weaker and making it impossible for him to heal me, but he used up all his energy to connect with me. Alexa Lorraine Robinson is my mate. "Two!" My father roared with a whip, and I almost growled when he cracked the whip but saw it land on the ground. But it didn’t stop Alexa from screaming in terror. "I, Young Alpha Aeon Mikaelson, reject you, Alexa Castello…" I started the false rejection and prayed to the Goddess that my mate would catch what I was doing. But I had no fucking idea if she had any knowledge about rejection and the process.

The heat of his body, the tension in his muscles–it all grounded her. Melania’s eyes darted between them, the glow at her fingertips pulsing brighter. “You all think you’re strong enough to beat me?” she spat, her lip curled in disgust. “I won’t let you hurt her anymore,” Micah snarled. “This is over.” “Isn’t this just fucking perfect? My mate choosing a human over me? Over my dead body.” She reached out, a glowing sigil forming at her fingertips–until something flickered in the air.

**Mikail** My astonishment lasted barely a second. Just long enough to understand everything. This hadn’t been a random attack. It hadn’t been a simple ambush or just another provocation by the witches. It had been planned. Every move, every distraction, every burst of power had a single goal: to steal my son and the woman I love. That realization ignited something dark within me. I felt my wolf roar, furious, demanding blood. “Kill them!” I ordered in a voice that didn’t sound human, a voice mingled with the Alpha’s roar. I don’t want to see a single witch alive in the vicinity!

“Wow. How is this possible?” His mouth quirks shyly. “It’s possible. Trust me, I’m not the only one either. Mikhail is an angel/demon hybrid, Carrick is a werewolf, Rowan is a vampire, and my foster father, Alex, is a dhampir. Almost everyone I know is a supernatural being.” I huff in wonder. “Holy cow, does Haley know about Carrick? What about Nevaeh?” He shrugs his shoulders. “Um… Neveah knows about Khail, but I don’t know about Haley.”