Vampire Diaries Hope Novels & Stories

"Am I supposed to feel pity for you or something? You violated our agreement. You should be glad I’m taking it lightly with you." I had never been this confused in my life… but also relieved. If there’s one thing I was sure of from this conversation was that he still thinks I’m Elena. which was good. My cover wasn’t blown. But I still had to be careful. I was walking on eggshells. My eyes darted to the beeping camera. He followed my gaze, noticing where I’d focused my attention. "Don’t hope for me to remove it. And if a single scratch happens on that camera, just kiss this house goodbye."

Clementine POV A few days have passed and Fin and Creed are still not getting along, the two twins are also involved. I don’t know why they are fighting. All I know is they all hate Fin. Every morning I see Fin across from our room, waiting for me while carrying red roses. Sometimes I wonder if he has eaten or not because he was there too early so every time I see him I let him into our room and feed him even though it is forbidden and against the room rules. I wonder if Fin is happy with what he is doing to propose to me. I'll admit that I like him but I still don't want to let Fin know because I'm afraid that he might just play with my feelings. There are rumors that ... Fin was a great Pl

"Mom. Dad. I need—I need to go home. Now. Please." Dad—Nate—looked concerned immediately. "Hope, what's wrong? Are you sick? Did something—" "I found my mate." The words burst out. Quiet enough that only vampire and wolf hearing would catch them. "Dad, I found my mate and he—he's with Emily. He's—he's my best friend's—I don't even know what they are but they're together and he's mine and I can't—I can't stay here watching them." Mom's expression shifted. Understanding. Sympathy. "Oh, Hope. Sweetheart, who—who is it? Your mate?"

[Yeah I know. There were heavy footsteps behind the door. A few seconds later Chris saw a brown wolf coming towards him. [I didn't get to save her parents, Hope!] [You did your best dear! Are you going to leave right away?] [No. I really missed you, Hope. The thing about vampires is driving me crazy, I need some recharge!] Hope understood, she shifted herself to her human form and stood up with a smile on her face. Chris did the same. He shifted himself and immediately grabbed Luna's waist to get closer to him.

“Hope doesn’t just have a sensitive nervous system. She can biologically respond to our emotions. She reads us. And her body reacts to what she feels from us.” Hunter stood still. “So if we’re afraid…” “She’ll feel fear. If we’re angry… she might mirror it physically,” Elric added. “But if she’s surrounded by love…” Evalina hugged Hope closer. “She might survive. Even go beyond what any human body is capable of.” --- That afternoon, Claire arrived—bearing chilling news. “Someone’s looking for Hope,” she said quietly. “They’re not from the old foundation. But from a new private branch… formed after Vincent disappeared.”

The ranch was technically Carter's, but he'd given her the space to make it all about kids. Mia had all sorts of amazing ideas for this place. She wanted foster kids to come and learn tools to make their lives better, to give them confidence, and mostly a place to belong. Mountain Hope Ranch in Silver Springs was going to change a lot of kids' lives for the better, Laura knew it in her bones.

And it doesn’t matter anyway, because we’re going to find him. Hope is running around the room, grabbing potions and bottles to put together her spell. I select a large bowl from the cabinet, setting it down before her. She nods her approval, and begins combining the ingredients quickly. “Thank you,” Hope says sadly, “I just really hope you’re right about that. If something happens to Dan I don’t think I will be able to forgive myself.”

Not knowing that in three hours, she'll be dead. Unless a miracle happens. Unless a vampire prince can somehow save her. Unless love really is stronger than prophecy, hate, and death itself. I run through vampire territory, hoping I'm not too late. Hoping there's still time. Hoping for a miracle. Because that's all we have left. Hope.

"And built a framework that prevents similar battles elsewhere. That's winning." Hope's second year as Elder brings unexpected challenge—romance. She meets someone at an inter-pack diplomatic gathering. His name is Adrian Nightsong, he's twenty-five, and he's an ambassador for a Northern California pack. They connect over shared frustration with conservative Council policies, mutual love of obscure fantasy novels, and genuine attraction that catches Hope off guard. "I wasn't expecting to like you this much," Adrian admits during their third conversation. "I came to this gathering for political networking, not personal connection."