Demon Mikaela Novels & Stories

She regretted that she had made the mistake of coming back at all. "Nazi!!" called out Magdalena, "Mother, are you home?!" Something made a noise inside the shack. Clearly, someone was home. “Mom!! Aunt Tamia, are you in there?” Magdalena shouted. The wooden door slowly opened, and a frightening-looking woman appeared in the doorway. It was not aunt Tamia, whose face had been deformed since childhood. It was Nazi, Magdalena’s mother.

I say with a wink. She, of course, lets out a little gasp, "Wait, What! Samael, you should have told me!" She shrieks. "I'm just kidding, love," I reply. The book makes a loud slamming noise against the table as it flips open to the very first page. Lilith, Queen of the Demons, Mother of Succubi, Mate to Lucifer, was Katrina's mother. There wasn't any doubt now; Katrina was a powerful demon. A Demi-Demon.

“I will. Oh and one more thing. I know I can't teach you how to do your job. You have your methods and all of that. But just a little advice from someone who has been monitoring the situation for a while.” “Go ahead.” He nudged him on. “If you really want to hit the devil where it hurts the most, go for the girl, Mia. She is his soft spot.” “Mia huh?” “Yes, Mia. Mia Nova. She's the queen of the night at his Pandemonium club.” Pedro's heart skipped a beat. That name, Pandemonium, had raised its ugly head again. His sister had disappeared from the world because of that same Pandemonium. And now the devil had found a replacement.

That surprised him. "He admitted it," I continued. "He said I started as strategy. He said it changed." "And you believed him." "I don't know what I believe anymore." I looked at him. "You said there was something I needed to know about Micaiah. About all of it. What exactly does that mean?" He was quiet for a moment. The jazz shifted to something slower. "Daemon's sister," he said. "Elena. You know about her?" "He told me she died in a warehouse fire. That Micaiah's men were responsible."

Isaac explains. “And if we catch him, we not only get Mel back, we can also find out what he knows about Eve and what she is planning?” “Now that's an advantage Stefan,” Lilith grinned. “Who the hell is Mel?” Isaac inquired. “Say we do catch him, how are we going to make him talk? Guys this is Azrael we are talking about, the former angel of death,” Damon mumbled. Flicking out her claws, she slowly raised her head, revealing her fangs, her eyes were blazing with Hell's fire,

“B-but… I know that you love Damien too, so I thought…” "I'm happy because Damien did it for the first time with the person he loves." "What?" Michelle asked in disbelief at what Ginny said. "The first time? Wasn't she always the lust-satisfying doll of that woman named Juliette?" "They never did that. Even Damien never did it with me either. You are Damien's first." Mikaela lowered her head. "Even though I'm the first for Damien, but he can't be the first for me. As you know. I'm a lowly woman who was always toyed with by the vampires who were my masters in the past."

My voice quivered as I tried to tell her. She gave me a comforting smile and pulled me into her warm embrace, soothingly caressing my back as I broke into tears. *** Kaylee's POV The defeaning silence in the car was so cold and savage that we got to our new house without even realizing it. We got out of the car and are now looking at the pristine white villa. It was sold at a lower price, and Alexander jumped at the opportunity to make a purchase out of it, clinging to the hope that everything would start changing once Anastasia was placed in a dynamic place.

Still, that didn't prevent her from reprimanding me all the way back. I summoned the demon who was my father. As I've already told you, I was eight years old. Martha tried to dissuade me. She said the demon she had summoned was especially strong-she'd never handle such a powerful creature by herself. The princess had channeled all her power into her, and Michelle was a potent fire mage. If she had had a proper education, that unforgettable fire would have never even started. One word, and it would have been gone in a blink. But nobody taught Michelle. She was a princess! That was inappropriate!

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

Lorenzo said. Mikael nodded, bringing his glass of martini to his lips. "I know, right?" "That bitch is really crazy, though. I get that she was a half demon, but did she have to summon hellhounds? Wasn't that too extreme?" Mikael shrugged. "She's bat shit crazy. So, it's... understandable?" He said and I snorted, rising to my feet. I poured myself a glass of martini and returned to my seat in the sitting room of Mikael's home.