Hope Mikaelson Tribrid Eyes Novels & Stories

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"Come with me; I'll give you everything you want."When Heather Sutton is backed into a corner, she sells herself to a man she doesn't know. But after that night, he becomes addicted to her. He ties her to his side by way of a contract.Heather slowly immerses herself in the act… until she sees him with another woman."Our contract's over, Mr. Elkin. See you."She loses hope in him and disappears, leaving only a note behind. Everyone thinks she's merely playing hard to get, including Tyrone Elkin. To everyone's surprise, she goes missing.There's only news of Heather a few years later—she's marrying someone else. Tyrone runs to the wedding. His eyes are red as he cries, "Come home with me, babe!"…Long after this, Tyrone gives a talk at a renowned university. When he's asked what's the biggest return he's made on an investment, he rubs his wedding ring and smiles. He says, "I spent 20 thousand dollars on an investment—in return, I met my wife."

What begins as a simple, heartfelt question soon unfolds into an emotional journey filled with uncertainty, hope, and unexpected challenges.

Hope Daniels has spent her life mastering control, on the softball field, in school, and in the quiet spaces where emotions are better left unspoken. With college within reach and her future finally aligning, everything should feel safe, predictable… normal. Then she falls for Kade Mercer, her best friend’s older brother. He’s distant, unreadable, and always watching her like he already knows how their story ends. What begins as stolen glances and unspoken tension slowly pulls them toward something neither of them can stop. On the night everything shifts, Hope wakes in a world that is not her own. The sky is fractured. The air is alive. And creatures born from nightmares hunt anything that breathes. Stranded together for seven relentless days, Hope and Kade must survive a shifting, brutal realm where instinct is the only law and fear takes physical form. Every battle changes them. Every choice binds them closer. And every night reveals they are being watched by something far more dangerous than the monsters chasing them. But survival comes at a cost. Because when they wake back in their world, nothing is as it was. Time has not moved, but they have. The marks they carry begin to glow. The memories refuse to fade. And the line between worlds is beginning to tear again. Some doors are not meant to close. And some connections were never human to begin with. Hope thought she was fighting to survive seven days in another world. She was wrong. She was being chosen.

"Do you take Asher Williams as your lawfully wedded husband" the priest asked me I bit my lips and look over to my Dad who had an expressionless face , my step mom glared at me I scoff "yes" He turn to the handsome man by my side, I must admit although I don't want to get married , this man is so handsome with beautiful eyes , thin lips, tall, with abs I drool "and do you take Cheryl Kingsley as your lawfully wedded wife?" I snapped from my thoughts and waited for his reply Part of me hope he would say no and stop the wedding and part of me hope he would say yes "Yes" he replied The priest smiled "you may kiss your bride" He turn to look at me and frown " No" I could hear a chuckle from my step mom "Kissing girls is bad" he said I raise a brow what is wrong with him? An elderly woman rush to the alter and whisper something into his ears He stare at me I was becoming impatient , what a disgrace I held him and force my lips on his I felt a force push me from him I fell hitting my ass on the ground, it didn't hurt much because of the thickness of the wedding gown He pushed me! Me! I wanted to stand up and give him a piece of my mind but looking at the congregation, their mocking smile , I couldn't , I felt so embarrassed thank goodness the only people invited were friends and family But still,all those girls that look at me like an untouchable goddess I felt like crying , I bit my lips and remained on the ground pretending I've lost consciousness and hoping the ground would open up and swallow me

In my past life, I used the little one in my womb to force Richard Reynold into marrying me. On the day of our wedding, his beloved, Elise Brie, leaped into the sea, taking her own life. She left behind a letter saying: "True love is no match for power and money. It is my loss." Richard, after learning the news of her death, was unaffected. In fact, he went through our wedding with a smile on his face. However, on the day of our son's third birthday, Richard took us to a diving trip. While 300-feet underwater, he ripped off the tube of our oxygen tanks, drowning me and my son. After my death, my consciousness remained as a spirit. I watched on as he placed my corpse in front of Elise's grave as an offering. He said, "Ellie, I've finally avenged you. I hope this will bring you some peace in your afterlife." Soon after, my vision darkened. When I opened my eyes once more, I realized I was back at the night when I was trying to use our son to force Richard into marriage…

Everyone gets their wolf when they turn 18, but I lost mine. ** Now, I'm a rogue, a wolfless rogue. Life is hard, even more so than death, but I have to continue on, as the last survivor and the only hope for my people, for I was told that there is one man who can help me, and I must find him. Fate led me to Moonstone Pack. In the possession of its powerful Alpha, I couldn’t help but wonder, was he the one? I had no way of knowing, what the cruel but extremely handsome man brought to me was not hope. It was rejection and destruction. ** His breath was hot as it twirled with mine, his deep voice rough with desire. "These lips, this body, and this heart. "Mine." I shivered and moaned, "Even if you find out who I really am?" "I don't care who you are or what you are–" A pained gasp flew from his lips and his amber eyes widened at the dagger embedded in his chest. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and blood was dripping from my hand that was still clutching the knife's hilt. "But I do."

Under the full moon, Lyra Cynthion watched her entire pack slaughtered by a tyrant alpha. The sole survivor, she was chained in silver and enslaved for years, scarred by abuse that never extinguished her rage. Captured by Alpha Viktor Alistair, the fated bond sparked hope—until he spat in her face before the entire court: “I, Viktor Alistair, reject you, Lyra Cynthion, slave, as my fated mate.” Sentenced to the Ceremonial Hunt, Lyra bleeds, kills, and escapes into the human world. She dyes her silver hair black, hides in Mateo’s bar, and swears to make Viktor beg. Two years of silence shatter when Dean Valerius walks through the door: rising bastard alpha, storm-blue eyes starving, scent of forbidden forest. “I am Dean Valerius… your future alpha,” he growls, awakening the wolf she buried. The same rare blood binds them. Now she has a choice: use the bastard to destroy Viktor… or let him destroy her. Brutal enemies-to-lovers • Soul-crushing rejection • Merciless revenge • Rising alpha • Forbidden mate bond The rejected wolf is back. And this time, she hunts.

Right after my bonding ceremony with Alpha Carlo, his first love, Olivia, died unexpectedly. For fifty years after that, I gave everything I had for Carlo and the Shadowmoon pack. We had five pups, and the pack thrived. But then, on the 50th anniversary of me becoming Luna, Carlo dragged me to the Moonlit Platform. He was going to break our mate bond himself. And after he brutally severed it, he drained all my soul power. He said he was going to use an ancient ritual to bring Olivia back to life. And I, the Luna who’d been by his side for half a century, was the perfect vessel. My desperate cries brought our children running, but they just stood behind Carlo, watching me with cold eyes. “Bringing Aunt Olivia back is the only thing Father has wanted for years,” one said. “If you hadn’t been jealous of Aunt Olivia, if you’d used your healing on her, you wouldn’t be our mother!” another spat. The children I’d poured my heart and soul into raising now just wanted me to die. I felt my soul shatter, my heart ache as if pierced by a knife, and then, nothing. I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the day of my bonding ceremony with Carlo. In my last life, Carlo chose me, his Head Healer. Olivia, though, was devoured by a venom-fang spider and died from its poison. Her death had nothing to do with me, but Carlo blamed me for all of it. This time, looking into Carlo's eyes, I saw the deep disgust there, and any hope I had left died. He was back too.

Since birth, Serenia Hansen has been dealt an unlucky hand in life and romance. As the third daughter of the Omega house, she has been subjected to abuse and neglect her entire life, her status no more of that than a servant. Her only hope is the chance at a decent mate once she manifests her wolf, but after 18 years and no such thing has occurred. She is blessed to discover her mate before then - but before she can experience either bliss or horror, her one and only mate rejects her and leaves her to suffer the pain alone. It is rare for their kind to receive a second chance at a mate, at love. But, never has Serenia tasted the sweet taste of luck, of hope. Her chance at salvation was torn away from her. Will a hand of luck finally be dealt to Serenia? If so, will she still have a shred of hope to believe in second chances? A ray of hope in the form of a giddy and overbearing wolf barrels his way into her otherwise uprooted life, with an offer too good to be true - a second chance.