Demon Mikaela Novels & Stories

Ruben’s eyes locked on to hers with an intense fire. “No.” She said simply, putting faith in Ruben, and looked away as Ruben beamed a huge smile and faced Vladimir and Mikhail. “Gentlemen, we are here to discuss financial matters and the progress of our business ventures together but I want to let you both know in trust and honesty that Katarina, here, is a Demon. My investigations have found that she has been contracted to one Scott McGowen who runs the South End gang of humans that have been slaughtering other small time gangs in the area over the last few days trying to…as you well know…consolidate himself and increase his own territory stakes.”

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

I unclasped my hands and tried to wrap my hands around my shoulder, but I suddenly stopped, a voice flashing in my head. “I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate,” Dominic's face snapped me into a mid trance, pulling me into a deep, dark tunnel. I suddenly pulled away, breathing hard as he stepped back and stared down at me.

“What do you mean? What are you talking about?” Before Lilah could explain, Maria stepped in quickly, her voice sharp and full of scorn. “Don’t listen to her, Mateo. She’s just trying to confuse you. The truth is, Lilah—or should I say Amelia—has been desperate for money for years. She saw you as an easy target and decided to seduce you, hoping to get all your money.”

Melina hugged me and then sat on the same couch as Lilith did earlier on. “Babe…, we might have some complications!.” She told me with tearing eyes. “What’s wrong?!.” I asked her, I got off the couch I was on and sat next to her. “Are you okay?!.” “My dad..” she replied. Melina’s dad has been hard on her ever since he snooped around her personal belongings and found a pack of Micronor, a contraceptive drug. He had either beaten her up, left her locked up in her room with no way out, food or even liquids.

The moment I sat on the soft surface, the cameraman gave me a hand gesture as a signal that the show… finally commences. It was at that moment. A clicking sound on the floor, footsteps coming towards the stage. The figure of a person slowly revealing from the darkness. And as light finally shun upon its face, a figure of a woman appears—revealing the former no. 1 model that caught the attention of the entire world, Ophelia Maine, my mother.

Samael snapped next when I didn't respond. I froze. I knew that name. There was only one demon in the demon realm that I knew was called that, and she had tried to murder my best friend. "Shea?" I sharply asked, my heart thundering in my rib cage. I glanced behind me to see a woman approaching, carrying a carafe of red wine in her hands, her eyes filled with malice. Her short black hair accentuated her curvaceous body, and if her demeanour had been any kinder, I might have considered her attractive. She was the ugliest demon to me in this universe.

Jack whispered something in Brax's ear. "Deamonium obscurum, malum lupos, invocamus majores nostros, ut vitam finiat ne quis per manus ejus moriatur," I chanted at Brax. I didn't know what I was saying or what was going to happen, but I could feel that it was going to hurt him, and I couldn't let that happen. I fort inside myself to get the thrown from just a second. "Please, Brax, get out," I managed to choke out before they overtook me again, chanting louder. "what is she saying," Jack asked Pearl.

And nervous, very nervous. Mikaela North. The hall quieted immediately. I watched her carefully as she curtsied respectfully before the throne. “Your Majesty.” Keiran’s expression remained unreadable. “Lady Mikaela.” Gareth stood slowly with a satisfied smile. “As several elders already know, Lady Mikaela has graciously accepted consideration as an alternative Luna candidate.” Alternative. The word felt insulting. But Mikaela herself didn’t look arrogant. If anything, she looked trapped. Her eyes briefly met mine. And for one strange second…