Elijah Mikaelson Fanfic Novels & Stories

Mikaela POV I hummed while I took my bath in my bathroom obviously I am so happy and excited since it's my first of college today. The day that I anticipated so much has finally began and I can't wait to go school. I just hope that I don't have do deal some annoying classmates.

“Time to calm down my feisty angel, we're here to help. But, if you start a fight I must finish it and I’m asking as alpha leave witch business for tonight and I’ll lick every inch of those beautiful lips of yours.” Elle stared back at him almost trying to decide what he didn’t know. It was like she was fighting with herself to hit him or fuck him he didn’t know. Rain wanted to be able to mindlink with her badly but that benefit didn’t come until they were mated and she was accepted as luna.

What truly shattered me was realizing how much I had broken her. She had loved me once. I had been her world. And I had destroyed her. I exhaled sharply and pushed my plate away. Michael, my Beta, entered the dining hall just as I stood up. “Alpha,” he greeted, bowing slightly. I nodded at him. “Did you get more information on Melissa?” He nodded, handing me another file. “I dug deeper into her life with Elijah. They’ve been together for years, but something doesn’t add up.” I frowned, flipping through the file. “What do you mean?”

"But I don't believe them. I know you, Elijah. Yes, you're calculating, and maybe our relationship started because of your plans. But I believe that you love me. Do you, Elijah?" Elijah was silent for a moment. Then, he let out a soft chuckle. "Of course, I love you," he said without hesitation. His eyes reflected nothing but her image. "Then how could you even consider leaving me? How could you entertain the idea of handing me over to another man?" Liesel asked. "Heather wasn't entirely wrong. I am like her in some ways. I'm smart, but when it comes to love, I'm a hopeless romantic. "I was willing to sacrifice those materials and contact the special forces for you today. In the future, I mi

His eyes were dark, possessive, and there was something there that frightened me—a hunger that went beyond desire. “You will do this,” he said, his voice soft but commanding. “Because you don’t have a choice. Damian doesn’t want you. But I do.” Tears welled in my eyes, the reality of my situation sinking in like a lead weight. I had lost Damian, my bond with him shattered beyond repair. And now, Elijah was claiming what was left of me. “I’m not yours,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I’ll never be yours.” Elijah’s grip tightened, his eyes narrowing. “You already are.”

"Learn to trust me..then you'll see why even gods choose me.." Damien whispered into her eyes, if she gave him her trust, then she was opening her heart to him and that was what he wanted. Madeline blinked she thought she had already given him her trust...or was it just her imagination. "Let's fight Elian..I've been itching to kill you since you disturb my fun time...just so you know I'm planning on make it extremely painful..hope you can handle the pain.." Elian scoffed..getting these power was the most painful thing he ever felt, what Damien would do to him wouldn't even hurt his pinky.

Elijah would seize on any excuse to punish them. Guilt washed over me in waves. I hadn’t protected them long enough. “No one is to approach her. No food, no water. She tried to kill the heir of the Golden Claws—this will be her punishment!” Elijah’s final order cracked like a whip. I stared at him in disbelief, for the first time realizing just how cruel he truly was. I tried to run, but it was already too late. Elijah had bonded not only with Beta Hendricks, but with his Gamma, Mason, and several warriors as well.

Tharion stepped forward, staring at it with clenched jaw. “This isn’t over,” he said in a grave voice, gazing toward the horizon. “This… is only just beginning.” And I knew it. I felt it in the flame. I felt it in my bones. In the creature’s final flickers of life, just before it faded away completely, an image formed. A face in the shadows. Feminine. Pale. Unmistakable. Eloise. Mikail’s mother. She had returned.

She stood, bowed deeply, and rushed out to execute the orders. Elena turned back to the map, her fingers tightening around the edge of the oak table until the wood groaned under her newfound strength. Damon Mikaelson had tried to make her a sacrifice to save his throne. Now, she was going to take everything he had ever loved, piece by piece, until he was left with nothing but the mud he had thrown her into.

“This?” “Love. Stability. A home. You guys.” I looked down at my wine, then at my ring again. “I mean, I didn’t even even know what my plans outside the FBI were.I didn’t think I was built for anything like this.” Luca’s hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into a soft kiss. “You don’t have to be anything but yourself with us.” Matteo leaned in from the other side and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “You already give us everything we need, Eli. We’re not asking for a don. We’re asking for you.”