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.”

Liliana, being a demon herself, remained unfazed by his alpha authority, which would have affected a werewolf. As Mobali frantically scanned the room for Kaerlia, Liliana harnessed her dark powers. The ground rumbled, and Kaerlia emerged from a fissure in the floor. She was bound in silver chains, her once-white hair now dirtied, and her wings tattered. She screamed in agony, her eyes filled with desperation as she struggled against her restraints, trying to reach Mobali.

“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.

"And you think I am." "I don’t just think it, my love. I know it." She replies, confidence marking each word. "She is no match for your strength; her power doesn’t even come close to yours. You are stronger than they give you credit for. You are destined to do mighty things, to break the barriers between the wolves and the humans. You aren’t just a mere queen to look beautiful beside the king. You are Regina bestiae et hominis, Regina Demon-wolf. So look again, Micaela. What do you see?" I gulped, and my heart sped up. With shaky breath, I cast my gaze to the water. My reflection stared back at me, but this time it was different than the first.

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…