Vampire Diaries Hope Novels & Stories

Elena's POV Hope... That is the only thing that has been keeping me alive these days, that and a lot of pain and anger. I was angry about a lot of things but most of all at myself. I felt like a failure, like I had failed my village by not being able to keep their Alpha alive, I had hope in that someday, I would find a way to bring him back, now that I know that there is actually a way to do that, I have new found hope, one that is filled with light, with joy and happiness.

I begin to see the glimmer of something new - the beginning of something that doesn't involve war or prophecy or blood-drenched futures. Finally, my eyes settle on Hope. She stands in the center of the clearing, surrounded by her family: Malakar, Vladimir, Velara, Morgana, and Talon. They're talking, smiling. Even Morgana seems to be doing better - her skin is glowing, her eyes bright. I even hear her laughing once or twice when Talon cracks a silly joke or her little girl does something sweet.

Carmen shit I pull out of her " you better not say anything about this " I fist her hair "yes I am almost out " she says "Okay I am outside we need to talk , can you believe Jude Asked me to Prom it's like a dream come true come out we need to talk " Give me a minute" Hope says back to her I pull out of her my dick protesting as I put it back in my pants. Hope fixes her clothes and gets out of the stall leaving me there hard with her juices on my cock.

I hate his arrogance, hate the suffering that my sisters and I must endure to sustain him, hate the control that he holds and exerts over us all. But I also love Chrys. I don’t want him to regret the way in which we finally find our way together—truly together, openly in love and bound by blood, the way all vampires mark their spouses. Chrys closes his eyes and breathes in deeply. When he opens them, they are filled with determination. ‘No,’ he says, ‘I’ll still do it. I’ll kill him. For you, my love.’

"Then we make it count." I turned to face her. Took her face in my hands. "We train him. We teach him. We love him." I pressed my forehead to hers. "And when the time comes, we stand beside him." "And if that's not enough?" "Then we die trying." She kissed me. The moon watched. The pack howled and somewhere, in the mountains, the rogues were gathering. But tonight...tonight, we had each other. Tonight, we had hope. ---

I will be punished and branded a traitor, despite the fact that I was not in the friend zone with the Lycan, but anything is possible given that I will be a luna soon. Another of my wishes, which I am confident will come true when I return home. My father emailed me months ago and offered me the position of Moonshine Pack Luna. I was supposed to live my life, but since becoming a Luna was one of my dreams, I decided to go with my dreams even though the other one is a tragic wish. "Jane… Jane… Are you there?" Malcom snaps his finger in front of me, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay?" he asks again.

She leaned forward, resting her forehead against his shoulder. "I know, and I know that it pains you to think about, but we don't have time to wallow right now…" "I'm not wallowing, Mason. I just- I don't even know what to feel anymore. Part of me was still holding onto the hope that he might see how wrong he is about vampires and- and about you, but deep down I know that it's impossible. He's never going to change."

I can see a mixture of hurt and anger in his eyes as he hears Hope's words. Hope is ready to make another go at me, but soon as she launches herself, Wesley turns onto his wolf. A massive black and brown wolf launches himself at Hope, breaking her spine in half as. And all I can hear is a whimper-yell as she falls to the ground. I'm unsure if she is dead or alive, but Harou howls as he sees her fall. He's in pain, and I can feel it, just as Wesley is. 🥀✨🥀✨🥀✨🥀✨🥀✨🥀✨🥀✨

Lady Vivian had gotten her revenge. He and his future bride were sweethearts since childhood. The marriage bands were read early in their life and were to be fulfilled when she turned eighteen and Duncan was twenty-five. He told me the sadness only began to lift when he met me. He couldn’t or wouldn’t tell me why; just that when he met me, he found hope for his future. What type of hope? He didn’t say. Just hope. I believed him.

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.