Hope Mikaelson Tribrid Eyes Novels & Stories

An anomaly that upset the balance of power in the supernatural world. At least they weren't hated by the entire supernatural community the way Unnaturals were hated. A gust of wind leaving my hair in a mess reaffirmed that he was here. And had just moved past me. My eyes glowed and even though I could see better now, there was no one in sight. By some miracle, my wolf eyes were amber and not blue. It made it easier for people to think the yellow that glowed in my eyes in human form were my wolf's since amber was a variant of yellow, sort of. Only Caleb had seen my eyes go from hazel to amber to yellow gemstones. Human, wolf and the other. Magic, my mother had said once. Witch. The only magic

’ ‘Wow…her tri-color eyes…so wonderful…’ Mira’s eyes turned into her mixed tri-color eyes. From the dark pupil turned into a moonlight silver with an explosion of mauve that was falling to crimson blood which made the white part of her eyes partially gone. Mira blushed when she heard Angel’s comment but she leave it be and focus on his wolf.

Micah asked. His blue eyes were no longer blue, they had turned a strange darker shade like the night sky. His features were still handsome but he now carried the famous aura of house Midnight. He truly was one of them. "I know you killed my brothers. There is no need lying about it," he added, watching her with those midnight eyes. "I —I... What do you want?" Hazel spat. Her hand was slowly going to her thighs to pull her dagger. He was obviously stronger than her but having the dagger close brought her a sense of security.

embarrassed smile on my face then I scratched my head "you knew that I was staring?" She nodded and said "we are sirens and I am guessing that you are an elf" I pounded if I should tell her, I have enough strength to run if they decide chase me like the army did. So I told her "I am the tribrid prince, I'm an elf,dragon and kreo" she looked at me with amazement "your highness" she teased i laughed and said "but I can't be a prince without a castle or kingdom to rule can I?" She laughed and that was all it took to and I started starring at her again "stop staring at me like that you eyes look like they can eat me up" she said then hit me playfully on my shoulder, I blushed and looked the oth

He had big blue eyes that reminded me of Cora and an extremely light blonde hair, too. If I didn't know any better, I would swear that they were related. His plump pink lips parted, and he took a step backwards, his chest heaving. He watched me as I took a step inside, and he blinked, tears immediately filling his eyes. "You... you are the tribrid." My eyes had been focused on examining him, and I looked up to meet his eyes, a smile lifting my lips. "You know me. Fantastic." I could see his palpable fear. He need not worry. He just had to end this for all of us. He just had to ensure that I and Cora could find our happy ending.

she told me, and a shiver ran down my spine. We both settled down on a bench, a cool afternoon breeze sweeping through the garden. "Has he ever been, you know, fully...erect with you?" I asked hesitantly. Diana snorted. "He's impressive even when he's not at full mast. Not that it matters." "Seriously, though," she leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. "He's a tribrid. Werewolf, vampire, and maybe a warlock. He can survive almost anything. But there's a rumour that ginger and cinnamon weaken him. It’s just a rumor though.”

He punched him so many times that blood was gushing down his nose and chin. She tried to say his name but her lips were glued together as well. She watched as Jared's face became almost unrecognizable and she only moved when he stopped moving as well. Mikael stood to his full height. His back was facing her and so she couldn't see his face. She became aware of how tall and large he was suddenly, and how he could easily do the same to her. She didn't know why she got that feeling, she just did. When he turned around, she saw that his eyes weren't human. The color hadn't changed. Their shape hadn't changed. There was an animalistic gleam to them, the kind she expected to see on a feral animal.

Chris said. “Fuck you, asshole, it is not mold.” Mykynzye growled. None of us had said a thing as we stood there listening to these three give each other shit. They sound like Minerva and Bohdi. I could not help but study the three of them. Mykynzye and Kaelayni were the same height as Mykayla. They have the same dark forest green eyes. That is where the similarities end. I saw the tattoos at the concert but now that I see them up close, I can see that they are changing color and moving on their own. It was slightly mesmerizing to watch them move and change colors. They were gorgeous when they were on stage but fuck me, they are even more beautiful in person. I smirked as Kaelayni walked ove

I exclaimed, surprise mingling with gratitude in my voice. She turned to me with a reassuring smile before addressing my father. "Alpha, please allow me to go with the princess. I conducted some research on the mysterious hybrids, and according to my findings, they are humans transformed by a dark warlock with both vampire and werewolf blood coursing through their veins." Her revelation sent shockwaves through the room, leaving us all speechless. "A Tribrid?!" Arthur exclaimed, his disbelief echoing my thoughts. "But tribrids have been extinct for centuries... How is this possible?" one of the envoys interjected, voicing the questions swirling in all our minds.

It pulsed softly, reacting to his agitated energy, and yet he was able to detect something odd: a shadow under it, soft but real, like twilight seeping under the light of day. Mikael stood up and walked toward it, each step weighed down. He touched a hand to it, fingers dancing inches above the sigil. The light wavered. For an instant, the sacred rune parted, showing under it a symbol he had never looked at, a relic mark in the form of an eye, wings of six encircling it that shaded into blackness. He took a step back, shocked. The symbol glowed for a moment before it disappeared, as if it had never appeared.