Hope Mikaelson Tribrid Eyes Novels & Stories

Narelle could only stare, as a silent look passed between Ethan and Elena, it was obvious that they were both Mikhail's mates, and as an Alpha born, Narelle had learned about tribrid mates, and how unique and special they were, but to see one happening right in front of her was simply indescribable. Mikhail was still not of mating age, so there was no telling what this would do to him or his wolf but they were simply out of options. Together the mates lay their entwined hands on Mikhail's cold corpse, the white light intensifying until it was blinding and in unison, they lowered their heads on either side of Mikhail's neck, canines elongating, sinking deeply into his skin, and the light turn

She started to call protective spells that would save her if any harm befell her. The storm threatened more with lightening dancing in synergy to the danger that raged through the night. And in that moment, Nicodemus body slowly came back to life. His body gradually reversed from dessication. Arthur's eyes widened at the magic he was seeing. It wasn't Stella's doing;the storm,the lightening,everything. It was the Tribrid's. They couldn't understand what was happening but in an instant...their jaws dropped with their body trembling. Nicodemus's eyes opened but this time not with his Alpha red eyes and veins popping by the sidelines. They were green!.

Because fuck, I didn’t know what he was. “You don’t even know what your childhood friend...is?” She says, concerned even more now. “I..” “Hailey, I...Look..I’ve been with my share of people, supernatural creatures. I’ve met all of them. From Fairies to witches. And I’m sure what I smelled.” “He’s a tribrid.” “What?” I shout, frantically. “Yes, Hailey, he’s a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch. He’s a tribrid.”

I glared at her with distrust but she heaved a deep sigh before taking Michael’s left hand to feel his pulse. “It’s a miracle that his heart is still beating in this condition,” she remarked, and then a claw extended from her right index finger. She dug deep into her left wrist causing her blood to seep out like a gentle river. She pressed her bleeding wrist into his mouth, further drowning me in an ocean of confusion. Her eyes turned green while she grunted as if life was seeping out of her. These green eyes reminded me of Levi and I had the same eyes too. Never in history has it been documented that werewolves exhibited green eyes. Then why were the three of us an exception? Or were we ano

Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.

The Supernatural Triad Council, which consisted of the supreme heads of the witch, vampire, werewolf, and human species, changed laws so that hybrids could be accepted globally. Any cross-species is considered a hybrid because two different kinds of them produce offspring. Therefore, one of Mikayla’s parents is a Fairy while the other is a wolf. "Son, you could have said that's the reason for choosing her instead of playing around our heads," Dad posited before he went into a mind-link with someone.

Not like this. Michael's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing in them. Werewolves' eyes often glowed when they were agitated, during a transformation, or when they felt threatened. Usually, the color of the eyes matched that of their wolf. I had seen many werewolves with glowing eyes, but none of them were like Michael's. His eyes shone with an eerie golden light, radiating an aura of danger that made my heart race.

Elena’s iridescent blue eyes were wide with a mixture of pain and a new, celestial joy as she breathed in synchronization with the lunar resonance. "He’s coming, Mom," Leo said, his voice thick with a raw, primal pride that reminded me so much of Killian when the triplets were born. The birth was a sensory white out of pure, tempered light. As the child entered the world, the resonance of the entire lunar colony spiked in a harmonious, violet chord. He was a "Triple Hybrid," the first of his kind, possessing the silver marrow of the wolf, the adaptive spirit of the human, and the pearlescent, glowing skin of the Astraean Light Weavers. His eyes opened to reveal a deep, amethyst violet that h

That’s my brave lady. Hand-in-hand we follow Nevaeh and Mikhail to Mathias’ loft. Mathias opens the door on the first knock. He was definitely expecting us. Zoe gasps in shock when she gets a look at him. I would almost be jealous if it weren't for the fact that she gave Nevaeh an odd look. I can almost hear what she is thinking. You see, Mathias looks like a college student with his black T-shirt and khaki cargo pants. He and Nevaeh definitely do not look like father and daughter. Where Nevaeh has brown hair and brown eyes; Mathias is tall, with Auburn hair, gold skin, and golden eyes. Most supernatural beings have golden-colored eyes. It’s as common as brown eyes are for humans. Despite th

Josh’s intake of breath startles me, “Maddie! Your eyes!” “What? What’s wrong with them?” “They’ve changed.” He says and I jump from his lap to run to the bathroom in my hospital room. Flicking on the light I gasp at my reflection in the mirror. I look the same, except for my eyes and eyebrows. My eyebrows arch a little more than they did, much more like Tyson’s instead of the flatness of Kent’s. But it’s the eyes which are the biggest change. No longer are they the emerald green of my biological family, but a beautiful cobalt blue. The exact shade of Tyson’s eyes.