Novel By Anthony Hope Novels & Stories

"I know. Which is why I'm taking a week now. You, Dante, Lux, and the Council can handle things. I trust you. I need to trust you more." "What are you going to do?" "I have no idea. That's the point." Hope spends the first day of her break sleeping until noon, eating breakfast at two p.m., and reading a novel that has nothing to do with pack politics or consciousness magic. It's fantasy—a story about a girl who discovers she's secretly a dragon. It's ridiculous and escapist and exactly what Hope needs. The second day, she accepts an invitation to a party thrown by one of the academy students—a genuine teenage party with music, dancing, and no political agendas.

“That man…” After the devastating loss that I had to deal with a while ago, I went to excuse myself to avoid embarrassment from the people in the room. Even though this marble mask is the only thing that could hide me from the crowd of “lusting bidders”, anyone would know who that lady is with the pearly white sleek dress and a marble mask on. It’s because… “I’m Natalie Yoon and no one has ever tried to cross paths with me in bidding for rare auctioned antiques.”

She wasn't quick with her action, it was as if she realized that I am already defeated and have no other options but to submit She wasn't wrong either I had little to no energy inside of me, the throbbing pain and the exhaustion were twisting my reasoning, and I could not see any ray of hope. 'Fuck the ray of hope bullshit! I won't die like this!' I pushed my arms towards the floor and suddenly a rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins and my anger toward 'Faye' numbed my pain I quickly stiffened my fist, and when the distance between her and me was only of few centimeters I raised my fists and struck her face as hard as I could! *bam!* *bam!* "Aaaahh!!!!" I screamed as I punched her! *b

“You’re being too harsh. Lina is one of my most loyal attendants. If she wishes to read, I see no harm in it.” Rhys’s gaze flickers to her, and something passes between them—something I can’t quite name. His jaw tightens, but he bows his head slightly. “As you wish, my lady.” “Thank you,” Hope says coolly, but I can tell she’s tense. I bow to her deeply. “Thank you, my lady, but I should be going now. Lunch will not prepare itself.” “Go on then,” she says softly. I gather the books, careful not to meet Rhys’s eyes again. As I turn to leave, I can feel his gaze on me, heavy and unrelenting. The kind of attention that makes your skin prickle even after you’ve walked away.

She clawed at her throat, gasping for air. "I honestly prefer you don't, that would be too boring. That fire in your eyes, that rebellious spirit ... that is what drew me to you. Pray to God to protect you, try and shield your friends. I want you to rebel against me. I want you to keep hope alive and dream of a day when this collar with be broken. Hope is the belief that things will change, that even the most horrible situation will come to an end. People cling to hope because they have no choice but to believe that they can outlast their Hell or that something will happen to change all the rules of the game. But every time the sun rises on their bleak world, every time they feel the strike

But she kept the storm at bay, choosing to preserve the fragile peace of her family’s world. One evening, Anthony surprised her with a small, leather-bound notebook. “For you,” he said, handing it over with a shy smile. “To write everything down — your thoughts, your fears, your dreams.” Lila’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. It was more than a gift; it was a promise that no matter what storms came, he wanted to be there, every step of the way. That night, she poured her heart onto the pages, words flowing like a river, revealing the depths of her love, her doubts, and the fierce hope that burned within.

Chapter One - Laura Note to readers: Chronologically, this novella takes place after “A Forever Kind of Love” but before “A Wonderful Kind of Love”. It also contains characters from “Saltwater Kisses” and “Yours Completely”. You do not need to have read any of these books to enjoy this book. If you like this story, “A Wonderful Kind of Love” picks up where it leaves off. Laura “Oh God, it's him.” Laura wished she could just melt into the floor and vanish for a few hours. Of course he had to come to this. He was the last person she wanted to see today.

This was on Anthony’s map. A fresh wave of despair, cold and heavy, washed over me. It felt different from the sharp terror of the warehouse. This was deeper. A slow, crushing realization. The hope I’d clung to, the belief that Jordan would find me, felt fragile suddenly. Like a thread stretched impossibly thin across hundreds of miles of unknown forest. Anthony was still talking, his voice a low drone about firewood and the well water being pure. He seemed energized by this place, by his control over it. Over me.

“She took off. Limping and crying. She panicked when I asked the doctor to come up and take a look at her ankle.” Vinnie halted, standing frozen in place. “Did you not go after her?” I shrugged. “She’ll be back. She can barely walk.” Vinnie dropped the bags in the hall and opened up his coat, pulling out a thick envelope. “I don’t think so, Alpha,” he said, handing it to me. “Joey did a bit of detective work. Hope’s real name is Hope Louise Gray. She’s had a rough life, Alpha.” He turned to leave.

“With this I’ve got your company and the Alexeevs at the palm of my hand.” But before he could even rejoice, Nikolai’s men came barging into the place and began shooting. It was pure chaos. Hope managed to get away from Rockwell’s men. She moves with such intense precision she could easily be at par with her men when it comes to fighting while here I am praying I won’t get hit by a stray bullet. “Hope run!” I called out to her as she looked towards my direction. “Shit, might as well kill one of you.” Rockwell says and points the gun at me.