Hope Mikaelson Gif Novels & Stories

He's already staring at me, a warm, encouraging smile on his lips. I return the smile, and then leave with Milo and Sera. The morning has gone completely silent, only interrupted by the distant wails of sirens and the hum of security drones now circling the Silver Tower. We soon reach the lobby, and just then, he appears. Mikos. He stands like a statue, a cold yet furious aura settled over him. His gaze is locked on me. Silent and sharp. It is not the hatred I see in his expression..it is worse. Something akin to disbelief.

She explained. “Well, that will do it.” Mikali nodded. “As for what I did. It’s my gift. Some, not all, werewolves have a wolf spirit with a special gift. Mine has a healing touch. Your man here can not only control gasses but can become gas too.” Shikoba furrowed her brow and slowly shook her head. I sighed and elbowed Mikali in the ribs. “Why, thank you, Mikali.” I rolled my eyes. “Now my mate will think I’m a walking fart joke.”

I hear a hiccup only to see Mykayla fling herself into the man’s arms. “Uncle Dimitrios what are you doing here?” She asked. “Let her go.” I growled. “Devon, this is my Uncle Dimitrios. Why are you acting like this?” Mykayla asked. “Beautiful, he is a vampire, sort of.” I told her.

Her ears were longer than those of any other species, but too short for an elf. “Apologies for making you wait. There was…” she stared behind her at her companions “-mishap along the way.” She nodded to one of the guys with shining black hair. He nodded back in acknowledgment but didn’t take off the hood like the lady. His skin was pale, making him look like one of the night crawlers. But he was out in the sun... “This is Mikhael, he represents the vampires in The Order,” she gestured to the hooded guy who gave me a curt not, “and Cesar; the wolves’ representatives.” The one on the left gave a curt nod.

And not only is Mikael the key, he's a kid. I move in an attempt to surf through a crowd, but Micah holds me back before I can move. This time, when I turn back to look at him, he's looking right at me. “What do you think you're about to do?” Is he serious? “This isn't the way to get the k—” “Why do you think the Kid was suspended for almost killing someone?” Micah interrupts before I can finish. What? “He’s a Lycan” he says. “Newly turned too.”

“I heard you have seen him” I frown feeling confused. “Mike, You have seen the real him, now that you know he is a monster, you do believe me now, right?” “Mikr is not a monster!” “Really? Someone who kills people for fun is not a monster?Gigi, I am going to give you an option” He steps closer to me, our chests almost touching, he reach out and puts a strand of my hair behind my ear. I try to move away from his touch, but there’s really no space. My breath suddenly quickens.

Miaka asked with a smile. You can clean yourself off and follow us home, the elf replied inside her head. "Damn mind readers," she thought. He was bound to tell Kai what she thought of him. Of the three men, the blonde teen healer Milo - Kai the evil Alpha wolf - and finally Vrethie the beautiful elf king - She was most attracted to Kai.

I groaned and tried to forcefully yank my hands away, but that only made things more awkward. "Leave me, you bloody mo—" "Monster!" he completed my words in a calm drawl, which caused my body to shiver with fear. I was already close; too close to him, and even with my fragile anger, he looked unfazed. I badly want to gouge his eyes out, yet my skin prickled against my body. His scent engulfed me in ways I want to hate. Mikael smiled. A smile filled with so much ill intent, and I tried my best to figure out what was in his head; however, he is like a book that doesn't want to be read unless he says otherwise.

Violet was the first person he talked to about this issue. Violet sat quietly, she clenched her fists, if Osmund had shared with her about this matter, it meant that he had gradually trusted her. Violet smiled, she was happy about it. Violet doesn't need big things, just a small thing makes Violet happy. The clip in the laptop appeared, Maki wearing a Japanese kimono appeared, she smiled. Maki is the most powerful and knowledgeable vampire a werewolf knows. She doesn't harm humans, she doesn't invade werewolf territory. Violet also has a good feeling towards Maki.

Elena screamed, her voice tearing her throat as she threw herself toward the edge of the pit. On the other side of the melting obsidian wall, the barrier finally shattered. Klaus Mikaelson stepped through the smoke, his massive Lycanframe completely transformed into the Weaver's supreme engine of extinction. His black-rimmed eyes were fixed entirely on her face, and he didn't hesitate. He lunged across the collapsing chamber, his massive iron claws outstretched to catch her throat just as the ceiling above them dropped a secondary avalanche of dark stone that sealed the entire shaft in absolute, suffocating darkness.